revived

"Go do your homework, don't send me off." Liu Sufen gave a rare smile, then turned and went downstairs.

When Ren Hao returned to the living room, Xia Wanqiu glanced at him lightly, "If you don't watch TV, there are books in the small cabinet over there, you can read them."

Idle is also idle, Ren Hao responded, walked slowly to the bookcase in the corner, opened the glass window, and started to read one by one.Ren Hao has a lot of reading materials such as novels, but he has very little contact with some information books.

Most of the bookcases are filled with English books and periodicals, but after passing CET-[-], Ren Hao feels like reading from heaven.

Suddenly, Ren Hao's suspicious eyes fell on a Japanese book, and he scanned it casually, and found that many of them were Japanese books and periodicals.Ren Hao couldn't help feeling weird, and glanced at Xia Wanqiu: "Mr. Xia, why do you still read Japanese documents?"

"What's the problem?"

"No, I mean, can you read Japanese?"

The pen in Xia Wanqiu's hand stopped for a moment: "The school I went to in junior and senior high school taught Japanese. I only applied for an English major after college."

Ren Hao looked stunned: "Then your Japanese level?"

Xia Wanqiu slowly spit out a few words: "At least, it's better than English." It took only four years to pass the English level eight, and even gained a firm foothold as an English teacher in a key city school. From this point of view, Xia Wanqiu's language learning ability is not weak, perhaps, it is not an exaggeration to give her the title of genius.

Ren Hao was overjoyed, and was about to ask her to translate directly into Japanese and forget it, but after thinking about it, he suppressed the idea again.Firstly, it was hard for me to explain, after all, the college entrance examination was an English test, even if Ren Hao prevaricated with his spare time hobbies, I am afraid Xia Wanqiu would not help him translate.Secondly, Xia Wanqiu was almost finished translating, and I was too embarrassed to lick my face and beg her again.

Time passed by every minute...

Ren Hao noticed that besides translating scripts and drinking beer, Xia Wanqiu also kneaded her ankle from time to time. Although Xia Wanqiu tried her best to endure, Ren Hao still caught a trace of pain from her expression. color.

"I think, let's go to the hospital. If you have a fracture, it will be troublesome, and you must be treated as soon as possible." Ren Hao put down his books and walked in front of Xia Wanqiu: "Stop writing, I'll go down and call a taxi."

"If I break the bone, I won't be able to walk back." Xia Wanqiu shook her head resolutely: "It's just a slight twist, just rub it."

Ren Hao can't see people suffering, let alone being injured because of himself, "No, no, early treatment and early recovery. If I delay your work, I will be guilty of a serious crime."

"I said it's fine!" Maybe he was three points drunk, Xia Wanqiu's voice became a little louder: "Tomorrow will definitely be better."

Ren Hao shrank his neck, seeing that she was rubbing her feet again, frowned, and squatted down with bent legs: "You are not strong, let me rub it for you." Before Xia Wanqiu agreed, Ren Hao Then he locked her little feet with both hands, and gently pulled them out from the slippers.

"What are you doing?" Xia Wanqiu's complexion changed: "I don't need you! I can knead myself!"

Ren Hao didn't speak, just squatted there and kept pressing her crystal boneless jade feet back and forth. He didn't know how to massage, but he tried his best and felt more comfortable.

I don't know if it was because of drunkenness, Xia Wanqiu's slender melon-seeded face was flushed with blush, she scratched her ankle, and grimaced: "Quickly let go! I said I don't want you!"

Ren Hao was really a little scared. After all, rubbing her feet was, from a certain point of view, taking advantage of her in disguise. Xia Wanqiu was a conservative person, so he probably wouldn't allow men to touch her casually.

Ren Hao simply kept silent and continued to rub.

Xia Wanqiu struggled many times, but failed to stop him, his complexion changed, and after a while, a long sigh came out of his throat: "Sit on the sofa, squatting is uncomfortable." The meaning in the words seemed to be tacit approval Ren Hao's behavior.

Ren Hao dragged her slender beautiful legs and sat up hesitantly, peeking at her, only to see Xia Wanqiu unsteadily rubbing against the other end, stretching her thighs enough, then quickly lowered her eyelids, lowering her head and translating the script , "Just a few paragraphs away."

shy?

Still drunk?

Ren Hao didn't understand what Xia Wanqiu's reaction meant. He only knew that the silk stockings were very delicate, and it was very comfortable to rub in the palm of his hand.

Unlike Xie Zhijing and Fan Qirong's plumpness, Xia Wanqiu's slender legs and waist are very skinny, and the flesh-colored tight stockings have a mature taste.

At this time, Xia Wanqiu was lying on the sofa almost sideways, put her little feet on Ren Hao's thighs, and let him knead them.The atmosphere looks like a husband is massaging his wife after a tiring day. It is very harmonious and sweet.

The reason why Ren Hao was so righteous just now is because he has no lust, and he simply wanted to heal Xia Wanqiu's injury. However, under the change of atmosphere, Ren Hao's mouth gradually became parched, and the hazy junction between the beautiful legs and the hem of the skirt, It stimulates Ren Hao's fragile nervous system all the time.

He quietly glanced at Xia Wanqiu, seeing that she kept her head in silence, he gradually gained courage, and moved his hands to his heels pretending to be casual. Because they were against his thighs, he had to lift his feet a little before he could continue to press them there.

Controlling the beautiful legs to lift up slowly, Ren Hao stared at the black hole between the skirts with a pair of thief eyes. As the angle became larger and larger, the distance between the beautiful legs became longer and longer. During the appointment, Ren Hao seemed to see something, but also seemed to see nothing, which made him feel itchy.

Ren Hao gasped slightly excitedly, and then slowly leaned forward, making the angle of view even lower...

The deepest part of the stockings was already blurry, just when Ren Hao felt that the underwear was close at hand, Xia Wanqiu's majestic voice sounded in vain: "Take a break, your feet don't hurt anymore."

Ren Hao suddenly straightened his shoulders!

A drop of cold sweat dripped down the cheeks onto the flesh-colored stockings, and was completely absorbed in an instant.

Chapter 55 The Death of Xia Wanqiu

It was almost 08:30 when I came out from Xia Wanqiu’s house. Ren Hao plunged into the Bensan computer with her translated script, typing English into WORD. Because he was an editor and had used computers for ten years, Ren Hao The typing speed is really not slow.

Parents are already asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ren Hao let out a long sigh, connected to the Internet with relief, sent this pure English script to the BANDAI review team, went out to smoke a cigarette, and went home to sleep one after another.

The next day.

Due to his rebirth, Ren Hao no longer paid so much attention to his high school studies. While the teacher was giving a lecture, he secretly crouched under the desk and recalled the detailed plot of "DEATH-NOTE", presenting it in his notebook.

If BANDAI passes the review and decides to adopt his script, then Ren Hao will definitely provide a complete script for the complete episode, so it is necessary to make early plans now to avoid being blinded when the time comes.

Of course, it is also to get the money earlier.

With the previous experience, Ren Hao's writing speed has been greatly improved. Based on the rough script written at the beginning, he improved it and changed it to something similar to the outline template in a novel, and slowly expanded the plot. After completion, Ren Hao According to the outline, I started from the first chapter of the animated version of "DEATH-NOTE", and wrote it in detail.

Aunt Rong was also required to help in the language dialogue, so Ren Hao had to finish the rest of the work first, such as character composition, detailed description of the scene, facial expressions and action characteristics, impressive and brilliant character dialogue, etc.

In the past, Ren Hao always complained that the production of Japanese animation was too slow, and only one episode a week was aired. However, when he was in it, he understood the ingenuity of it. It might take a month to make a single script. This is still Ren Hao The main premise of cheating by relying on rebirth memory.

After five classes, Ren Hao has not even finished one-tenth of the first chapter, and the progress is extremely slow.

Slowly, Ren Hao began to think about a question, if he continues at this pace, when will he be able to finish writing?

Even if he finished it himself, a film with all 37 episodes would probably take a year to produce and broadcast in Japan. Ren Hao didn’t know how the Japanese script writers would get paid, but according to the standards of the Chinese industry, , the amount of the script should account for about [-]% of the total investment, and it also depends on the reputation of the script writer.As for the payment method, a small part is paid in the early stage, a large part is paid during the production period, and the remaining part is paid after the production is completed. Generally, the settlement can be cleared in three or four installments, and it is the same when I want to come to Japan.

The move is coming soon, Ren Hao can't wait that long, he needs this money, very much.

Almost as soon as he thought of these things, Ren Hao made a decision—he wanted to shorten the length of the original animated version of "DEATH-NOTE".

In this way, there are many advantages.

Ren Hao can complete the script as soon as possible and get the money in advance. "DEATH-NOTE" can be quickly produced and played, which has made Ren Hao famous.

Of course, there are also many disadvantages.

For example, if the number of production episodes decreases, the total investment will inevitably decrease, so Ren Hao will get a lot less money.Furthermore, shortening the length will inevitably cut out some plots, many of which are outstanding, which will lead to a significant drop in the quality of the animation compared to the original one, which will affect the popularity and reputation of Ren Hao.

After thinking hard, Ren Hao figured out a solution that was close to getting the best of both worlds.

He did not hesitate to delete the second season of the original animated version of "DEATH-NOTE", that is, episodes 27 to 37 after L's death, thus leaving episodes 1 to 26 of the first season.From these 26 episodes, Ren Hao divided it into two parts, each with 13 episodes.

The first 13 episodes are the new version of "DEATH-NOTE" that Ren Hao is about to complete!

Ren Hao considers that if a Japanese animation reaches a certain level of popularity and conditions permit, the producer will definitely invest in the production of the second season and use all available resources to continue to "cheat money". In that case, Ren Hao can The remaining 13 episodes and 10 episodes of the second part will be completed.

In this way, the delivery time is only delayed, and there is no delay at all.

Just do it!

Ren Hao first divided the first 13 episodes that needed to be produced in the script outline, and chose a small climax as the end of Chapter 13 of the new version of "DEATH-NOTE". Everything seemed possible to him.

Ren Hao didn't have time to ask for BANDAI's opinion, so he used the lunch break in class to write the complete script, writing faster and faster, and by the time school was almost over, he had finished the first episode!

Because the character of the character has been finalized, it only needs to be done once, and there are only a few scenes in total. After writing it once, there is no need to write it again, so there is such a gratifying progress.

Ren Hao made a rough estimate. According to this progress, the complete script without dialogue can be completed in five or six days at the earliest. After that, he asks Aunt Rong to write the dialogue, and then he can make some changes, and then the manuscript can be delivered!

Ren Hao seemed to see the white Yen waving to him...

……

After dinner, Ren Hao casually glanced at the calendar on the computer, thinking about the date of moving.

Suddenly, three numbers flashed through my mind - 911!

In a few days it will be 911!

"911... 911..." Ren Hao closed his eyes tightly, and there was a faint solemn color between his brows: "Crash into the building...911...Crash into the building..." He kept muttering to himself, as if remembering What.

In the depths of my memory, Jiang Beibei's figure vaguely emerged. She seemed to be sitting at her front desk at that time, looking back and saying a word to herself.

Ren Hao grabbed his head vigorously, trying to recall himself, still muttering the word "hit the building".

At this time, Zhuo Yuqin next to him told Ren Xueyu who was still eating: "His brother-in-law didn't come either, what do you think you drink alone, really."

"Drink!" Ren Hao was shocked: "Drink...drink...hit the building...the building..."

In an instant, the memory suddenly became clear!

That was around 911/[-].

During the recess, Jiang Beibei listlessly took a tape that Feng Li handed her, and suddenly turned around to look at herself with a trembling voice: "Ren Hao, do you know why our class has changed English teachers? Is it gone?"

"why?"

Jiang Beibei's expression was extremely melancholy, "Teacher Xia was drunk last night and fell from upstairs...and died!"

Ren Hao remembered everything!

History...hasn't actually changed!

The reason why Ren Hao only remembered English teacher Ruan was because Xia Wanqiu only taught him for a few days...and then died unexpectedly!

Chapter 56 Falling from a building!

"Mom and Dad, I'm going out for a while, and I may not be able to come back until very late!"

"It's already dark, why go?"

Ren Hao made up a nonsense, quickly put on his shirt, rode his bicycle out of the alley, got into a taxi in front of the intersection of Hepingmen, and went straight to Xia Wanqiu's home at the north gate of Taoranting.

When Jiang Beibei told him about Xia Wanqiu's death, Ren Hao didn't pay attention to it, thinking it was a joke, so he couldn't remember the exact date when it happened, but it was definitely the night before the 911/[-] incident.

If you are lucky, because of Ren Hao's appearance, Xia Wanqiu's history will be reversed, and then she will not die.

If you are unlucky, history will probably develop according to the trajectory, and even Xia Wanqiu will fall from the building early!

In the car, Ren Hao hurriedly urged the driver while clenching his fists. For this aggressive mature female teacher, while he was afraid, he also had a vague liking for him.

Ren Hao didn't want her to have an accident!

After the car stopped, Ren Hao hurriedly reported Xia Wanqiu's name to the security guard at the gate of the community, and then trotted all the way towards her house.While running, Ren Hao observed the situation on the floor, but couldn't be sure if there was a direct access to the roof.

The information is limited, no matter how much Xia Wanqiu drinks, she won't fall from her house, right?Besides, the height of three floors should not be fatal.Based on various speculations, Ren Hao locked the location of the incident on the roof of the apartment building.

However, he didn't have time to confirm it, and Ren Hao knocked hard on the anti-theft door of her house.

No one opened!

Boom boom boom!

"Teacher Xia! It's me!"

Still no one!

Ren Hao's heart suddenly sank, it's broken, could it be... Xia Wanqiu has already gone to the roof?

"Mr. Xia! Are you at home! Teacher Xia!"

Just when Ren Hao was about to go up to the roof to check, the fire door clicked. Immediately, Xia Wanqiu staggered to the opposite side, smelling of alcohol. She frowned deeply and hiccupped: " Ren Hao? You...how did you...come?" Under the influence of alcohol, he couldn't even straighten his tongue.

Ren Hao really breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you open the door?" As long as Xia Wanqiu is within his sight, Ren Hao can guarantee her safety.

Xia Wanqiu went back to the house, and used the key to unlock the anti-theft door to let him in, "If you don't ring... the doorbell, how can I hear... can I see it?"

Ren Hao slapped his forehead hard when he heard this, he was so used to living in a bungalow these days that he even forgot to press the doorbell.Seeing her suspicious gaze, Ren Hao hurriedly explained: "Excuse me, I want to borrow a few English books, please read..." It was really rash to say so, but Ren Hao couldn't care less and wanted to stay at her house. Come on, there has to be an excuse.

Xia Wanqiu was obviously taken aback, looked at him ponderingly, and pouted her chin: "You... choose." Turning his back on him, she picked up the unfinished Yanjing beer, her legs dangling and shaking. Sitting on the sofa with his buttocks, Erlang raised his legs, and the little slippers at the tip of the stockings flew out immediately.

Ren Hao stopped in his tracks, turned back and poured a cup of tea on the coffee table and handed it to Xia Wanqiu: "Why are you drinking like this, hurry up, drink a cup of tea to sober up."

Xia Wanqiu glared at him drunkenly: "Pick your...books! Why are you so many!" Pushing the teacup away, the tea splashed out of the cup, messing with Ren Hao.

Ren Hao lowered his head and shook his clothes depressedly. Seeing that his jacket and shorts were stained with water, he couldn't help but smiled wryly and touched his nose. He slowly went back to the bookcase and flipped it up in a fake manner. The trend of late autumn.

Xia Wanqiu was lazily leaning halfway on the back of the sofa. She was extremely conservative and did not button the top button of her black business suit because of drunkenness. Even the second class button was loosely hanging there. At the end, a white edge is faintly exposed...

Compared with people who always dress boldly, conservative women like Xia Wanqiu are more tempting when their springtime leaks out.

This kind of scene is very rare to see, Ren Hao stared there blinking, not even realizing that the book was turned upside down.

really big!

Ren Hao made an unprofessional evaluation of Xia Wanqiu's breasts.

"You! What are you looking at!" Xia Wanqiu's eyes widened, as if she had noticed Ren Hao's thieves' gaze.It seems that Xia Wanqiu drank too much today, so that his temper was a bit more aggressive than in school, and he didn't see anything right.

"Uh, reading, reading."