my sister is a supermodel

It's a pity that his predecessor became a useless person due to a car accident, but Kaka has made his mark in football and is about to soar into the sky.

Switch to Kaka for a wave of heat.

"Kaka, football will always run faster than you, so we need to pass the ball..."

bang dong~

While creating, suddenly the door was pushed open, and someone shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?!"

Roca was taken aback, turned around unhappily, and saw Lima standing at the door with arms folded, pursing her plump red lips, smiling with a bit of cunning in her eyes.

"Lima, what are you barking?"

"Haha, you're scared, Roca, are you doing something bad to get so involved?"

Lima walked by with long legs, leaned over and glanced at the screen. There was only one document and dense words.

Somewhat disappointed, he asked, "What is this?"

"After watching a movie, homework!"

The script hasn't been finished yet, and Roca has no plans to announce it.

"Are you just doing your homework in your room?"

Lima frowned with thick brown eyebrows, with surprise and doubt on her face.

"if not?"

Roca asked back angrily.

"I thought...haha, it's nothing, just keep writing!"

Lima waved his hand, turned around and sat down beside the bed, looking around his bedroom. The bed, wardrobe, and sofa were all neatly tidied up, the floor, walls, and tabletops were all clean, and there was a pleasant smell the taste of.

Lima raised her eyebrows, the change was quite big.

In the past, there were many hot posters of female celebrities and models in this room, as well as underwear posters of himself and Kate, but now there are none.

Multiple white art bookshelves in the corner of the room.

There are hundreds of books and magazines related to film performances on the bookshelves, such as "Study on the Structure of Hollywood Film Scripts", "The Soul of Films", "Film Aesthetics", "Basic Theory of Films", "On Film Screenwriters, Directors and Actors" , "Film Asset Management", "The Power of the Lens", "Classic Film Appreciation", "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", "A Song of Ice and Fire" and so on.

There was also a large tome open on the desk, and notebooks, and it looked very much like a good student's room.

clap clap ~

There was a rhythmic knocking sound from the side, and Lima's eyes fell on him again.

Beige-gray gown and slacks, simple and stylish, dark brown mid-length hair is neat and tidy, only a strand of hair on his forehead rests on his eyebrows, his eyebrows are beautiful, brown-black, thick and long.

At this time, he frowned slightly, pursed his pretty lips, and stared at the screen with his black eyes unblinking, his hands fluttered, and the white light was reflected on his face, making his fair face pale. More handsome, with a little more mature charm and wisdom.

Lima quietly looked at his side face, wondering, when did this guy become so good-looking?

"Look at what?"

Suddenly Rocca turned his head and asked.

Lima turned her head naturally and brushed her hair hanging by her ears, "It's nothing, your room is really messy"

"where?"

Roca took a look, but didn't find anything messed up.

"Everywhere is chaotic, you are still the same as before, nothing has changed!"

Lima shook her hair, twisted her waist tightly wrapped in a hip-wrapped skirt, and descended the stairs, the air was filled with J, the temptation of adore perfume, wild and unrestrained in elegance.

Roca looked at the empty door, wondering why she was running.

never mind!

He was too lazy to think about it, and coded quietly.

......

"Roca!"

After a while, Kate came up again, pinching his ears and asking, "Honestly, what did you just do to Lima?"

"what?"

Rocca was puzzled.

"Stop pretending, Lima came out in a hurry just now, and left without saying a word, did you do something to her?"

Kate raised her sword-like eyebrows, looking a little dissatisfied.

Roca almost didn't cry, "Kate, I haven't left this chair since I entered the room, what do you think I will do?"

Kate stared at him twice, wondering, "Why did Nalima leave in such a hurry?"

"You can call and ask, I want to know too."

Rocca shrugged.

Kate thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, she glanced at the computer, "What are you writing?"

"A script!"

Roca explained, "The screenwriting teacher encouraged us to be bold and write stories that we wanted to write."

"Become famous?"

Kate rudely pushed his ass away, and squeezed into the sofa with him, "Brazilian youth team, football, coach, green field, are you writing about football?"

"Yes, I know a lot about football. I want to start with football and rewrite the story of a Brazilian football teenager in the United States based on my experience."

"Your experience? Sounds pretty good"

Kate read a few pages with great interest, "The previous story is very exciting, more interesting than articles in fashion magazines, but..."

"what's wrong?"

"But Roca, why isn't I in your story?"

Kate raised her eyebrows and asked a little dissatisfied.