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I'm going to get married. Chapter 24 Newlyweds (Saturday)

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    The success of the advertisement also represents Zhao Minghe's success.

    Whether it¡¯s the script or the plot.  It's still Zhao Minghyuk's initial directing ability.  Everyone was amazed.

    Of course there are people who hold different opinions.

    I think Zhao Minghyuk is just filming an advertisement, so he can¡¯t see any skill.  So it¡¯s not worthy of everyone¡¯s praise.

    Of course, there were also people who praised Zhao Minghe, so for a while, the Internet was full of flames.

    But for Zhao Minghe himself, he returned to the ordinary world.

    Because, his inspiration came suddenly.  So I am working hard to create the script.

    Xu Xian¡¯s previous success made him happy and relaxed at the same time.

    Although he has great confidence in himself, confidence does not mean confidence.  To be honest, he actually didn't think highly of himself.  However, the advertising was still successful.

    "We Got Married" had a large broadcast volume last time, so he and Kim Taeyeon didn't have to keep filming.  So he can stay at home with peace of mind.

    Kim Taeyeon has also returned to her busy life.

    As for Zhao Minghe, Xu Xianzhong was chosen.  There is also a short video.  Zhao Minghe was temporarily on hold.

    It¡¯s not that I won¡¯t shoot anymore, but now is not the time.

    Zhao Minghe already has a clear plan, so all he has to do is wait for the time to come.

    Now, he is worried about the two scripts in his hand.

    He is worried, which one to start first?

    You may also know that an artist may create a masterpiece because of a shining point.  A singer creates a good song because of a shining point.

    Especially the importance of visible flash points.

    But for Zhao Minghe, this shining point is a bit too much.  Because it seems that there are scattered responses to the memories of the previous life in my mind.

    So he may have seen it, or seen it.  There are scattered fragments.

    It may not be of much use to him in his previous life, but to him now as a screenwriter and actor.  Very useful.

    I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s memory or inspiration.  Yesterday, he spent a busy day writing an outline because of a sudden thought.

    Today I wrote another outline due to another inspiration.

    It can even be said that these two.  All are different types.

    The first one is easy to say, it is just a more bloody love-hate relationship in modern cities.  Zhao Minghe felt that it would be no big deal if he could organize and write it down.

    But for the second one, it may be a bit illusory.  He writes about monsters.

    Zhao Minghe shook his head, seeming a little helpless to himself.

    For two consecutive days, the mental consumption is very great for him.

    So Zhao Minghe lit a cigarette and held it in his hand.  Close your eyes and lean back in the chair.

    Smell the smell of nicotine as the smoke burns.

    This is Zhao Minghe¡¯s quirk.

    He doesn¡¯t smoke and is even very sensitive to the smell of smoke.  Sometimes I really don't want to smell this smell.

    But when he was tired from writing, he liked it very much and lit a cigarette.  Then hold it in your hand.  Let it burn down slowly.

    A cigarette slowly burns out by itself, leaving only the cigarette butt.  The ash was slowly sprinkled into the ashtray.

    Zhao Minghe¡¯s hand was weakly placed on the seat, and the cigarette butt slowly slipped off and fell into the ashtray.  Zhao Minghe tilted his head and snorted slightly from his nose.

    Zhao Minghe fell asleep due to exhaustion.

    With a click, the door opened suddenly.  A figure walked in.

    Looking at Zhao Minghe who was sleeping in the chair, he seemed helpless and sighed.  He pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand and then walked over.

    Support Zhao Minghe and slowly support him.  walk out of the room

    As the door closed, darkness returned to the room.

    All that is left is a little soot.  And with a few sparks

    "Hey, Sister Renna. When did the company get a new person?"

    Just because he was really bored, Zhao Minghe, who had no idea, simply went to the company to take a look.

    Unexpectedly, Yoo In Na, who is usually out running her schedule, was here, and there was someone else.

    It doesn¡¯t look like an agent or a staff member, but like an artist.

    I want to ask Zhao Minghe why he can see it.

    Because Lee Min-hyun was standing next to that person and didn¡¯t know where he was.Holding something.  Looking at Li Minxuan's style, it's just like when he talked to me.

    "He's been here for a week. Even the first brother in your company didn't come to meet him. Even though he's much older than you."

    Yoo In Na glanced at Zhao Ming Hyuk angrily, saying who was the most difficult person to meet among the people she knew.  That must be Zhao Minghe.

    Of course, the best person to meet is Zhao Minghe.

    Because this kid doesn¡¯t have a fixed itinerary, and others don¡¯t know where he is.

    "But people who are very familiar with him know where he is, but others don't know where he is.  Then he must be staying at home.

    "Hello, I am a newcomer to the company. Lee Kwang-soo, now mainly engaged in the modeling industry. Please take care of me."

    "Ah, hello."

    Zhao Minghe was a little uncomfortable and a little embarrassed.  It turns out that he has become a senior.  Seeing such a respectful look on the other side.  Zhao Minghe really felt very uncomfortable.

    "Ah, how old are you?"

    "Kwang Soo was born in 1985, two years older than you." Yoo In Na stroked the hair beside her ears with her little finger, turned around and walked in.  "It just so happens that the president wants to ask us something, come in."

    "Ah, Brother Guangzhu. Just speak plainly to me."

    Zhao Minghe bowed slightly and smiled.  However, Li Guangzhu's reaction shocked him.  Very frightened.

    "No, no. Just speak plain language."

    Zhao Minghe was abrupt and slightly irritable.  He knows that this kind of politeness is correct and indispensable for meetings.  Especially among artists.  Even if some juniors are much older than their seniors.  However, you still have to say honorifics obediently.

    But Zhao Minghe, while he complied.  But he is very disgusted with this kind of etiquette.  Why?  If you are disgusted, you are disgusted. Why do you want it?

    "Brother Guangzhu, you're welcome, just speak plainly to me." Zhao Minghe frowned and said with a smile.

    However, looking at Lee Kwang Soo, he is still in the same condition.  Zhao Minghe was a little helpless.

    "Let's do this, brother Guangzhu. We talk on the same terms in private. What are we talking about in public?"

    "No, no, you are a senior. Or"

    "That's it, it's in private now. Just speak plain language. Let's go, Kwang-soo brother. The president is calling us."

    Zhao Minghyuk didn¡¯t care what Li Guangshu said, he just walked in.  To be honest, Zhao Minghe gradually felt a little bit in his heart.  I don¡¯t like this Lee Kwang Soo anymore.

    Well, there is no other reason.  It's just that he didn't follow his own words.

    Of course, on the surface, Zhao Minghe would not show it like this.

    He is not that stupid
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