Offline dating, she is as beautiful as a flower

Tang Ju's brain went blank, not to mention his own short-circuited brain for a while, even Lin Guzhou who was standing not far away with squinting eyes and smiling face was stunned at this moment.

Tang Ju didn't know what he was talking about, he just knew that Qin Zheng would be happy by doing so.

If there is no negative impact, Tang Cuo is very willing to do things that can make Qin Zheng happy.

Tang Ju's words made the class fall into a brief silence, and then there was an uproar.

"My God, thank you for being able to think of it, Tang Ju!"

"Is it so interesting? Can't the audience directly crowd the auditorium on the day of the performance?"

"The 3000 yuan I saved was used as the activity fund, can I play the grandfather... no, let me play the human brother!"

Astonishing remarks broke out one after another in the class, and the students were in a mess like a pot of porridge. Everyone was surprised, but at the same time they were looking forward to the arrival of this stage play.

Tang Ju stood on the podium, silently looking at the audience.

From the very beginning, the stage play of the Seven Sisters of Calabash Babies was a joke, but until now, Tang Ju still thinks so.

These were just his unintentional words, which were not expected to be implemented.

The implementation was implemented. He went to talk to the principal to find a way to rebuild the auditorium so that they could have a performance venue. He also helped write the script, but was dropped by Qin Zheng before he went to the podium.

After taking the stage, even if the script he had written was dropped by Qin Zheng, out of love for the chestnut-haired girl, Tang Ju read out a sentence that summed up the outrageous plot of the story.

At the moment of the society's death, Tang Zhu was ready to meet everyone's laughter.

The noisy atmosphere in the classroom made Tang Ju fall into confusion. In his past life, he knew everything well.

The only thing he can't grasp is people's emotions.

Is this the period high school...

It's great to be able to study here.

"Tang Cuo, tell everyone the specific plot of the story. I love to hear it in detail!"

The booing came from the students in the class. With a soft smile on his lips, Tang Ju opened the notebook in his hand and told the plots in Qin Zheng's fantasy.

As long as everyone likes the script of this story and can work together to make this stage play run smoothly, it doesn't matter what the script is like.

"The grandfather in the story of the gourd baby was replaced by a young man by me. During the process of nurturing the gourd carefully, the seven sisters of the gourd were attracted by his moral cultivation during the day and night together, so they secretly fell in love..."

Tang Ju read the outline of the story on the second page of the book, which obviously sounded outrageous, but he didn't feel that the society was dead.

Thinking about it now, this story is much more interesting than what I wrote...

The setting sun was like fire, dyeing the sky red.

On the way home, Tang Jue didn't say a word, he seemed to be in a daze, and seemed to be having a fight with Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng thought that Tang Jue was making trouble with her, and she knew she was wrong in this matter, so she could only put on a smiling face as much as possible, trying to act like a baby to calm Tang Jue down.

"Oh, isn't this very interesting? It's much better than your script, which is no different from a gourd doll cartoon, right? I've secretly read your script. Although it's not a bad thing to follow the rules, it's innovative. After all, it is worthy of recognition.”

Qin Zheng walked up to Tang Cu in a few steps, blocking his way.

When she was bouncing and jumping, her long chestnut hair also seemed to be agile, and the tail of her hair kept swaying, as if an invisible elf was dancing.

"My time writing the script is wasted like this..."

Tang Ju sighed, his face was so calm that no one could see any emotions.

"I will make it up to you."

Qin Zheng's tone was resolute and resolute, and his pretty face was full of seriousness, which made Tang Zhu unable to fix it for a while.

"How do you compensate me?"

"Use ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times of time in the future, to stay by your side."

"..."

Tang Ju tilted his head and looked aside, his cold posture couldn't hold back anymore.

On the side of the street, a red-haired girl threw herself into his arms unscrupulously, making him confused.

If this is the case, the script is not in vain.

Tang Jue is not interested in the story of the Seven Calabash Sisters, but he is willing to write a poem of love with Qin Zheng.

Hey, it's gross.

At dinner time, Tang Jue’s table was full of dishes. When everyone was dining together, Tang Jue mentioned Qin Zheng’s actions to Long Zai and A Zi.

Although he was not very angry because of this, he was wronged no matter what, and he always wanted to cry.

And the best candidates for this crying target are naturally Dragon Cub and A Zi.

The dragon cub didn't say anything, he seemed to have never heard of it, just eating the braised pork ribs, looking extremely happy.

"It's really interesting. If it develops according to Qin Zheng's script, the original plot of the seven gourd baby brothers saving their grandfather will become the seven gourd baby sisters going to save their beloved lover..."

Azi's big eyes seem to be shining with brilliance. The yearning for love of the turtle girl is no less than that of the adolescent girl in the world.

And this kind of longing and longing will not end because you already have a happy relationship. A beautiful relationship will always make people blush and heartbeat unconsciously and raise the corners of their mouths.

"There is still a lot to write, Tang urges you to study it."

Qin Zheng filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Tang Cuo, and it was obvious that he wanted to please him.

Tang Ju looked at the clear and transparent hot soup. The tea soup that Po Meng taught Qin Zheng had already become a regular part of his table.

"Why just let me study it, haven't you written all the scripts?"

"Hey, I only wrote a summary of the story and a little bit of the beginning, didn't you notice it?"

"I flipped through it casually, and the words behind it are densely packed."

"That's the course notes I pasted on because I was afraid you would get suspicious."

"..."

Good guy, Tang Ju called him straight.

It's not enough to co-author Qin Zheng to let him die in public, but let him rewrite the script according to her wishes?
"Zhang Wuji's mother is right, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive people."

Tang Jue looked indifferent, Qin Zheng just blinked her eyes and pursed her lips and smiled, she knew that Tang Jue would write the script of this stage play perfectly.

Tang Ju can't blame anyone, but he can only blame himself for being too careless and not checking. When he was teased by the students at the class meeting, he just perfunctory and didn't read carefully the contents of the notebook in his hand, which gave Qin Zheng an opportunity.

So crafty!

Qin Zheng was well-behaved, knowing that he was being unreasonable, volunteered to clean up the table after eating, and even cleaned all the dishes.

Tang Ju felt a headache because of this. He originally thought that the situation was extremely bad, but he didn't expect that there was a lower limit.

"Look, I have received sixteen individual WeChat messages from me, asking me to help arrange a role in it. What, my WeChat profile picture is very similar to Lin Guzhou, can they not ignore us The representative of the dark forces in the class."

"You put it that way, with Lin Guzhou's temperament, even if he hears it, he probably won't be angry. Instead, he will encourage you and let you work hard to write the script. The person who is so angry is you."

Qin Zheng put the cleaned bowls back on the dish rack. When she spoke, she spoke softly, sounding extremely patient.

"You're right, but how can I write the love script of the gourd baby you imagined... I really can't do it..."

The faucet kept running, Qin Zheng rinsed the last plate in his hand, then turned off the faucet and turned his head to look at Tang Cuo.

"You can definitely do it, because you have great love in your heart."

"What kind of illusory reason is this..."

"Didn't Uncle Tang write romance novels before, maybe you can discuss your experience with him."

"That's different. My dad wrote a love story between my mother and me, the kind that actually happened. I have never been in contact with gourd babies. It's a completely different thing... Besides, seven gourd babies Do you all like human male protagonists? How do you write the final ending, the family of eight is reunited, or the seven sisters of Calabash Baby turned into Calabash Mountain and suppressed the monsters again? Hey, it’s too difficult..."

Tang Ju felt that the task of writing the script was like a hot potato. If he had known that he would not continue, he would just take it as his own suggestion and let other talented people in the class write it.

Fortunately, since he read the contents of Qin Zheng's book at the class meeting today, the public's expectations of him have increased.

What a crime...

After Qin Zheng finished her work in the kitchen, she went to the dining table and picked up her mobile phone, which showed many new messages on WeChat.

"Tang Jue, some classmates also chatted with me privately and asked me to help you find a role. I hope you will work hard to complete the task and live up to the ardent expectations of the masses of the people."

Qin Zheng's face was innocent, and Tang Zhu's heart was ashamed.

what is this called...

"..."

In the dead of night, Tang Ju sat at the desk, found a new notebook, and started over.

Just think that the process of writing the script was accumulating experience, this time I will start to get serious.

love story...

Raising the seven gourd babies, and then letting them come to save me, is a bit like nurturing.

But the original story of the gourd baby saving the grandfather is essentially a process of eliminating demons and defending the way, which is also a mission of the gourd baby.

Forcibly adding the love factor into it is no different from turning Tang Seng into a woman and talking about love with Monkey King halfway.

how to say……

I feel that there is bound to be a sense of disobedience, if you follow the original plot direction.

Naturally, Tang Ju didn't want to retain this sense of disobedience, so after calming down and thinking about it carefully, he planned to jump out of the framework of the gourd baby and find a way to create a brand new story on the original basis.

Anyway, it's already outrageous enough, it doesn't matter if it's a little more outrageous...

The first is the determination of the love element.

The seven gourd baby sisters are all grateful to the man who worked hard to nurture them, but not every gourd girl likes him, and even if they save him, it is not necessarily because of the love between men and women.

But if it's written like this, those gourd girls who don't have feelings for men and women towards the hero will be nothing to watch...

And there's the snake spirit...

The snake essence is an important villain in the gourd baby, and its role must not be ignored. The villain cannot be removed. Let’s write a love story about the seven sisters of the gourd baby and the man living happily. It’s better to play the unity and friendship on the green grassland help each other...

The snake essence has to be preserved.

That grandfather has become an ordinary man, and he can still fascinate the seven gourd sisters. That is simply a combination of good men in the world. Can the snake spirit not be moved?

The answer is yes, it will definitely move your heart.

Then the direction of the story changed, and the scene where the seven gourd baby sisters and the snake spirit competed for the best man in the world was staged.

What kind of harem ethics drama is this...

Also, there is a scorpion spirit next to the snake spirit. If the snake spirit falls in love with a man, what kind of existence is the scorpion spirit?
The scorpion essence should be under the car, not in the car...

That scorpion spirit is so miserable, I might as well let Qian Ci play it.

No, Qianci is in the class next door...

Oh, what a pity.

Tang Ju's mind was like a mess. He had an idea, but he couldn't write it out because it was too outrageous.

It is ridiculous to write vulgar and simple love, it is better not to write...

Tang Ju thought wildly for a long time, but he didn't write a single word.

Difficult, really difficult.

When Tang Ju was thinking this way, Qin Zheng's WeChat voice call came over.

Tang Ju glanced at the time, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening, and it was not too early. Thinking about it, this guy probably had nothing to do, and wanted to see his own jokes.

Originally, Tang Ju didn't want to answer the call, but he couldn't, so he reluctantly clicked the connect button.

"Student Tang Zhu, why are you so slow in picking up the phone? Is there a woman next to you that made your arm numb?"

Qin Zheng's voice came leisurely from the other end of the phone, Tang Ju felt a little helpless, he was not in the mood to joke with Qin Zheng now.

"How about it, do you have an idea of ​​the script? Everyone thinks that you have already written it, and you are going to start rehearsing this weekend."

"I know, it's not all your fault, I have to start all over again, the difficulty of the task has increased, it's hell mode now."

"Come on, I'm optimistic about... hiss..."

On the other end of the phone, Qin Zheng's voice suddenly paused, as if taking a deep breath.

Tang Ju sensitively sensed that something was wrong.

"What's the matter, what are you doing, you're injured this late at night?"

Tang Ju has known Qin Zheng for so long, and he also has a little understanding of Qin Zheng. When Qin Zheng accidentally cut his finger with a knife in the kitchen, he subconsciously reacted like this.

"No, it's okay, I accidentally touched the corner of the table."

"Be careful..."

Although Tang Ju seemed to blame him, he was worried about Qin Zheng in his heart.

After all, Qin Zheng lived alone in such a big house. Although he only went back to sleep at night and spent most of his weekdays at Tang Ju's house, Tang Ju felt a little uneasy.

If it weren't for the unknown teacher, Tang Cui really wished that Qin Zheng could live directly in his house, anyway, the guest room in his house has basically become Qin Zheng's exclusive room.

"Are you thinking now, if I live in your house, I won't touch the corner of the table?"

Qin Zheng's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a slight smile in his tone.

Tang Ju fell into embarrassment for a moment when Qin Zheng's words punctured his thoughts, and he became hesitant when speaking.

"No... I... the corner of my table is very sharp, like a knife, you must never come to live in my house..."

Tang Jue's way of speaking like a primary school student made Qin Zheng laugh. Tang Jue realized that he had said something wrong, but he had no chance to change it, so he had to shut up angrily.

"Okay, I won't bother you to write scripts, good night Tang Ju."

"Well, good night, Qin Zheng."

After Qin Zheng hung up the phone over there, Tang Ju looked at the phone in a daze.

He has always called her by Qin Zheng's name. Next time, he should call her by a more intimate name.

People always have to take the first step bravely, even if they may fall into embarrassment.

The bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight is cold.

In Qin Zheng's house, a girl with chestnut hair was sitting at the desk, pursing her lips and looking at the fingertips that had just been poked with a stick needle in a daze.

Fortunately, the stick needle is relatively thick, so there is no bleeding, but it is also a bit painful, after all, ten fingers connect to the heart.

Under the warm yellow light from the lamp on the table, Qin Zheng held a needle and thread in his hand, and worked hard to weave according to the teaching on the computer.

The weather is getting colder. For the sake of his hard work in writing the script, after the stage play is successfully performed, give him this gift.

"I will not lose to anyone, my little master."

With a chuckle on the corner of Qin Zheng's mouth, he murmured softly.

Stitches and threads, full of affection.