"Then I'll make it happen for you!" An Chen raised the gun and made the sound effect of the shot himself sadly.

"You said the wrong line. You should say you admire me and let me go." Chi Jing's last sentence was really long, but after finishing it, he fell down like Ling Han.

"Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?" An Chen took a bite of chocolate and asked pretending to be serious.

Everyone shook their heads in cooperation.

"Little Fuzi, let's collect the loot." An Chen looked back at Fu Yanxing and motioned for him to take him there.

Fu Yanxing suddenly became Xiao Fuzi, but after all he was with An Chen. Fu Yanxing adapted to this identity very quickly, almost seamlessly, and he was also very happy.

What An Chen said about collecting trophies was to find all the candies and chocolates and then pile them directly on himself.

Fu Yanxing watched the pile of things getting higher and higher, fearing that it would press on An Chen's wound, so he quickly moved all the things down and helped to hold them.

After walking around, An Chen found almost everything. Ling Han and Chi Jing also climbed up from the ground together.

"An Xiaochen (An Chen), you've had enough of the addiction. Don't think too much. You can only eat this piece of chocolate now, and let's not talk about the rest." The two people said this in surprisingly tacit understanding and agreement.

The happiness that I had not had time to feel suddenly disappeared. Not only was there nothing left, but there was even worse news.

An Chen now looks like an aggrieved little rabbit with droopy ears, soft and soft.

The childish game was over and everyone started to pack their things again.

"An Xiaochen, I promise, you can eat other things on New Year's Day." Ling Han looked at An Chen's pitiful expression and felt comforted.

Not counting today, there was only one day left, but it was still okay. An Chen's happiness suddenly returned.

The hanging chair has become An Chen's base, and she is sitting on it reading the script.

This script is indeed the type that An Chen likes, but the short play format that only has a beginning and then ends is indeed waiting to be scolded.

It really meant that Cao Cao was about to arrive. An Chen was thinking about the drama when the director's call was broadcast to Ji Xuan.

The call between the two was not long. The general meaning was that the shooting plan for this unit's short drama had changed. The shooting time was changed to three days later. Ji Xuan hung up the phone in the name of consideration.

"Go, yes, you can't let me read the script in vain." An Chen expressed his attitude in advance before Ji Xuan could speak, but was rejected by many people.

"Xiao Chenchen, this is the right one. If you like this type, I will help you find out." Fang Yan was the first to express his stance.

"How can a person as unreliable as Yanzi say such reliable things? Let's not go." Ling Han also advised him.

"Why? There is no fighting scene in this script. The only action scene is walking a few steps." An Chen looked puzzled, wondering why they didn't want him to go.

"Go ahead if you want, and wrap the bandage thickly. There are still three days, it's almost there." As soon as Chi Jing finished speaking, he was pulled away with his mouth covered.

Ji Xuan couldn't think of any reason and could only persuade him. "This is a voting unit drama. Only the first one can film the entire story. It's not interesting if you only film a short section, otherwise we can just forget it."

"So I will win, and I will complete the story." An Chen is still struggling. She either doesn't have to do this script, or she just wants to keep herself busy.

Because the school has a temporary exam, I will go to Qingdao from Liaoning tomorrow. There are a lot of things to do. The updates will not stop, but it may be late. I will try my best to save the manuscript in my free time.

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