
Duk!
Door kicked. Her leaves. With cool shoes. Without further ado, talk there talk here. Consider who is in the room as if his former friends, who were once both Bengal in Junior High.
Lin Tian and Bu’er, his friends who embraced each other gasped. As well as merta stared who lacked her bold-dare rule of entry into their room.
“Two fools,” said Zhao, Lin Tian's friend in yellow swearing.
“Hahaha, it turns out you are Zhao Tianba.” On being pleased with the arrival of that strange human. Si Lin Tian to rub his hair until messy. Buer, the other partner stabbed the Bengal vest with great force. Everyone was happy to see old friends getting together.
“She's looking for us to make an animation, believe not.“
“Finding us you have too much money and do not know where to throw it?“ zhao Tianba.
“Why can I know you always understand me. “
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They sit together. In a tense atmosphere, even old friends and once unfortunate crosswise adorned the class SMP very impressive. Where ever naughty together, ever made the most spectacular case, and ever gave a variety of reasons that are very unacceptable common sense.
“First of all, I want to know, what are your jobs now?“ asked Lin Tian. As if to offer a job if the friend does not have a job. He himself needs money.
“I sculpted the statue,“ Buer said as he imagined the statue of the world he plagiarized. Among the gods of Rome and Julius Caesar. As well as various sculptures of his own work which of course adapted to the pictures he had made in the corner of the first textbook that until now has not been erased. Of course it's a private book, because if the book belongs to the school it will have to replace it.
“Designing sculptures for multiple communities.“
“Early got some small awards.“
“Oh, oh, although related to design but good as well,“ said Lin Tian praised Bu’er's award very much. The tortoise, Lion, was the result, thus earning the award. It's really good. It is unexpected for such a big school in such a city, but it can shape the character of its students into one thing that is slightly different from the beginning they move with mischief that is beyond reason.
“That's my salary, maybe it will be a little expensive,“ said the expert who could not bear to mention nominal as he usually gets when negotiating with the bookers. At least for the price of a friend, this time, he must reveal if he ever paid a very expensive. So as not to burden old friends, he talked about expensive not his.
“Sss... are you first party, you're undercover huh?“ bu’er. She was indeed a little astonished by this old comrade of hers. Want to be kind or a little underestimate his performance. Although from a small town, of course, it does not mean he is not good at making things that are their orders.
“Deal.“
Both agree.
“I am indeed a screenwriter, and my script is quite good,“ Zhao Tianba said. Without intending to expose themselves. But that's what he's got. So worth paying dearly.
‘Wire, unexpectedly, he really is the screenwriter,’ Lin Tian said starting to panic, when he found out who exactly the fellow in front of him was. Very different from the atmosphere of old. He is very good now. A whiz from the same school and was in a difficult situation. The school only wears t-shirts, flip-flops, which are dull of course. Let alone school, riding a motorcycle if wearing sandals will be razed. This is even in a school that must be orderly. Understand people don't have.
“But last year, because I cursed the audience and other writers, I was boycotted,“ Zhao said. Understandably the naughty soul at school was still left until the age of adulthood now. That's bad if you have a basic temper that's not good. Until old age this behavior will reoccur and will not disappear at all, despite having been in school for many years and learning what is taught in schools about morals and various other beautiful behaviors. Just know it shows up. And it's terrible if it happens at the moment when it's needed. That would be a boomerang for yourself.
“Eh talented. You are the talented person I need,“ Lin Tian said happily. His worries are no longer reasonable. The choice is right to continue to lose. ‘Why before that I didn't think to look for a staff that other people hated.’
“Very good. For you I opened the price of 100 yuan.“
“100 yuan for 100 letters. Honestly too low. But I have no other choice,“ Zhao Tianba said.
“Not, no, I mean 100 yuan per letter. Punctuation of capital particles and every space is all calculated,“ said Lin Tian, not good with old friends who have friend prices. Therefore, he tried to spend a lot of funds so that the more sticky also later the system.
“Even the names you quoted will be counted as well,“ explained Lin Tian plainly and so that more and more he suffered losses.
Zhao made a flabbergast. Someone has said so. This is the guy what the loser is. Why is that sadistic in counting.
“Zhao Tianba, please sign,“ said Lin Tian issued a contract letter, of course with a minimum value of 3 instead of his 1.
“No, my name is not now Zhao Tianba,” Zhao said as he took a deep breath. “My name is ‘three kati arrows destroy the green forest, set the universe in one blow head, golden mouth rule the world, the first person in the world, the, the Yangtze River will fall for eight hundred miles and the golden arrow will win the victory of the sacred hand of Kunlun in Sichuan, horses were on both sides of the Yellow river and they defeated one hundred and eight counties in six Shandong provinces, befriending like Mengchan, a devoted mother competing for all the magic pens, invincible, Zhao ba, and, Zhao Tianba’.” Zhao Tianba's description at length mentioned all the titles he held.