General, you got the wrong script [holographic online game]

Recently, Huangfu Mo had a happy thing, that is, he dreamed that the ultimate trump card protection for knee injuries he held was about to expire, and the first reward he had been waiting for for a long time was coming. Looking forward to seeing through, almost going crazy.

However, the serious problem that followed was that I dreamed that I finished revising the script of "No Frost in the Rivers and Lakes" and handed it over to Zhao Qixin. Zhao Qixin quickly determined the start time. In his work, he consolidated his hard-won popularity.Whether it's a bridal chamber or a honeymoon in reality, he probably has to work hard to squeeze in time.

As for when the identities of the two lovers will be disclosed to the public, the two of them reached a consensus after discussing, temporarily slowing down the public for the time being, looking for an appropriate time, and then using a suitable method to minimize the negative impact as much as possible.And I dreamed about whether Yuki's identity as a playwright would be made public, and I was extremely worried in the dream.

Don’t make it public, I always feel that something is missing, let’s make it public, those who come to Ximu for cooperation must immediately come straight to the dream, the planning team is small, he has nowhere to hide, especially the one who is pestering Xiaona The ink marks He Yu who has been hoping for cooperation opportunities for a long time.

If He Yu knew that he was Ximu, he would probably be so annoyed by He Yu that he was smoking.

The grandparents' attention has always been on the question of when the new family members will be officially in place, and then, when the great-great-grandchildren plan will start.In this regard, I dreamed that my face was covered with blood, and the progress plan was too fast.

Father Meng escaped back to the research institute after the happy family gathering, but this time, he took some time to go to the research institute next door. The provider was amazing, and he chose to get results earlier.The dream mother rested at home for a few more days, and then went on a trip to find design inspiration.Before going out, she recorded Huangfu Mo's basic data. Not long after, she sent back a set of couple outfits, one for Mengmeng and one for Huangfu Mo. It was said that it was a new design style, so they could try it out first. Still the same as before, no sense of trends.

Before the start of busy work, the frequency of Huangfu Mo's visits to Mengmeng's house suddenly increased. On the surface, he used the signboard of acupuncture and moxibustion treatment, but in fact he came to Mengmeng's side to take advantage of it. Huangfu Mo's top priority is to achieve the full set of goals as soon as possible.

One evening, after dinner, grandparents went out for a walk as usual. They dreamed that they were intimate with Huangfu Mo in the living room. They dreamed that they were the first to strike decisively, throwing Huangfu Mo on the sofa and kissing him. They groped Huangfu Mo while kissing. touch.

This hateful full-score figure, the culprit of one hit, caused him to embark on a road of no return.Meng Meng firmly believed that Huangfu Mo had downsized his appearance on purpose, but not his figure, and used his figure to seduce him time and time again.

Huangfu Mo let him kiss vigorously, the kisses in his dreams are always trivial, usually not serious.Tired of kissing, dreamed of lying on Huangfu Mo's chest, listening to the other's heartbeat.

Huangfu Mo raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "I carefully read the final version of the script of "No Frost in the Rivers and Lakes", and the scale is actually set so small."

How could he possibly say such things as smiling triumphantly in the dream and deliberately lowering the standard? Huangfu Mo tried to do things openly to other people, so he would not personally give Huangfu Mo this opportunity.He smiled and asked, "How big do you want the heroine to be?"

He must not let this beast general go out to poison the masses of the people. It is enough for him to do this kind of self-sacrifice.

Huangfu Mo coughed: "As the named male protagonist, I have two dissatisfaction with the script. First, the scale is lower than our encounter. The lower clear soup and clear water, and second, I strongly request that the scriptwriter play the role." Another leading man."

"I'm not you, I don't know how to act." Meng Meng tilted her head and rubbed Huangfu Mo's chin.

Huangfu Mo raised the corners of his mouth: "You played the NPC with thousands of faces very smoothly, the team leader, you are too modest."

As soon as he finished speaking, he dreamed that he was punching Huangfu Mo on the waist, a thousand-faced NPC, this kind of old story with his vest stripped off is not allowed to be mentioned again.

Huangfu Mo shrank his body innocently, and bit Mengmeng's earlobe flatteringly: "To be honest, after reading the script, I do feel that there are some problems."

"For example?" Dream asked.

"For example," Huangfu Mo smiled brightly, "You didn't write that the musician fell in love with the swordsman's figure at first sight."

Dreaming of a mouthful of blood, which pot will not be opened and which pot will be lifted. Huangfu Mo has become more and more arrogant recently. Since getting the approval of his family, this big Mo cat has completely disobeyed discipline.

The two wrestled on the sofa for a while, getting a little tired, Huangfu Mo put his arms around Mengmeng and said, "I'm not going to lie to you, after I read the script, there were a few emotional scenes between the two protagonists that I didn't handle well."

"How is it possible?" Meng Meng looked at Huangfu Mo in disbelief. He really didn't have a lot of emotional experience, but he had never eaten pork, and he had always seen pigs running. How could the emotional drama not be handled well.

"I knew you didn't believe it." Huangfu Mo asked, "Where is the script, I will show you which plots are problematic, so that you can be convinced."

"The servant has gone back to the room to update the program online, you can get it yourself." Mengmeng turned sideways and gently pushed Huangfu Mo out, "There is a blue memory in the second drawer on the right side of the bedroom desk."

Huangfu Mo kissed his forehead in the dream, got up to get the memory, he went into the bedroom, found the blue memory, and when he came back, he went straight to the big screen of the home theater, and after a while, there were big black and white letters, dreaming is not allowed. throw in the towel.

Dreaming of sitting upright, facing the big screen, Huangfu Mo actually complained that his writing was not good, and he would definitely refute the other party to be speechless, so that Huangfu Mo could see the demeanor of the playwright.

After opening the script backup, Huangfu Mo paused for a while, his face darkened instantly in his dream.

There is no eye-catching title, but a small script 10 with a smiley face symbol, indicating that its identity is the tenth small script of Musician X Swordsman written in a dream. According to the time, the scripts 09 to small Script 01, and after that, is the text of the harmony section that should appear.

Ah hello, General, you got the wrong script.

No, he was too used to it, so he made a mistake. The script released to the public is in the red memory in the left drawer.

General, you can't watch the restricted-level and high-standard small episodes.

Facing the unfamiliar little script, Huangfu Mo was at a loss at first. He secretly glanced at the livid face in his dream, and instantly understood the deep meaning in it, so he read it happily and with great interest.Unexpectedly, the passionate segment between the musician and the swordsman that he had been looking forward to for a long time finally appeared, although the way it appeared was a bit strange.

What’s also strange is the content. The dumb musician’s attributes are weak. How could a swordsman overthrow a powerful swordsman? Don't touch it, stuff like that.

If you have to say it, these should belong to the lines that the mute musician can't say.

For such a small mistake, Huangfu Mo made brain corrections to the small script, automatically replaced the identities of the two parties, and changed them to Swordsman X Musician, which made it much more pleasing to the eye.He was very interested, and after reading ten episodes in one go, he sighed with satisfaction: "It's well written, better than the main text."

Dreaming of vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

Dreaming of staring down at the patterns on the floor in distress, it's over, this time there is no way out.

He was thinking about how to escape from the tiger's mouth when he suddenly felt his body lighten. He was hugged by Huangfu Mo. He subconsciously struggled twice. Huangfu Mo lowered his head and smiled and said, "Don't move around, be careful of falling. It's heavy, it really is like eating a lot of roast goose."

dream:"……"

Whether he gained weight has little to do with the roast goose. If there is any difference between him recently and the past, it must be that his mild insomnia has been controlled. It's quite normal to have some flesh on your body.

Huangfu Mo carried Mengmeng back to the bedroom and threw him on the bed. He leaned over and stroked Mengmeng's lips with his fingertips, a hint of desire appeared in his eyes: "Let's do it, I've been waiting for a long time for my full set of rewards."

As he spoke, Huangfu Mo pushed Mengmeng down on the bed, wishing he could tear off all the buttons of his shirt, his hands wantonly stroked the skin of Mengmeng's chest, causing Mengmeng's whole body to tremble.

Dreaming of looking up at the other party: "Huangfumo..."

Huangfu Mo straightened his body slightly, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one. With the progress of his movements, the curves of his muscles were gradually exposed to the air.Dreaming of swallowing, every time Huangfu Mo seduces him like this, he knows that his concentration is not good, and he will immediately be smitten.

Taking off his shirt and throwing it on the side of the bed, Huangfu Mo lightly pecked Mengmeng's lips, his breathing became a little short, and he stared at Mengmeng: "Dream, I'm ready and can start anytime. What about you?"

Dreaming of meeting the other party's gaze, he instantly fell into the surging emotion in the black eyes. Before his face fell to the bottom, he hurriedly avoided Huangfu Mo's fiery gaze. He glanced at the open bedroom door, his cheeks twitching. Tang: "Close the door first."

He avoided a direct answer, but he believed that Huangfu Mo understood his answer.Huangfu Mo closed the bedroom door, and then returned to Mengmeng's side, gleefully threw himself at Mengmeng, bit Mengmeng's neck, and said with a hint of excitement in his voice, "I've been waiting so impatiently for this moment, finally let me wait .”

I dreamed of taking a deep breath and dying generously.Come on, you have to do everything anyway, do it early to stabilize the relationship, anyway, you have done it so many times in the game, the first time in reality should not be too difficult.

This time, however, it turned out to be pretty rough.

An impulsive animal is terrifying and incomparable, far more lethal than data. The dream overestimated Huangfu Mo's self-control, and self-control is simply a cloud in Huangfu Mo's dictionary.

In the dream, Wei Wei clutched Huangfu Mo's arm desperately and shouted, "Easy...lightly..."

After yelling for a while, he gave up. Huangfu Mo was already crazy. He was crazy in their love. There was no suspense. Someone would play a hooligan in his future. This hooligan was called Huangfu Mo, a madman in love.

Due to the bravery and ferocity of a certain general, his performance is extraordinary, the whole process of sex has a tight rhythm, ups and downs, the plot is full, closely linked, the characters are vivid and in place, and not a single shot is wasted.

Huangfu Mo showed his perfect performance enough to win the best actor, followed by the little chrysanthemum in his dream...was stabbed...

The price is heavy.

At the same time, the grandparents returning from a walk easily discovered the small script on the big screen.

Grandma glanced at it, and said calmly: "My little grandson is writing weird things again."

Grandpa glanced at the closed bedroom door and nodded: "Little grandson likes to write impossible dreams in words. It seems that he needs to make soup tomorrow morning."

"By the way, prepare some medicine for my little grandson." Grandma smiled kindly, "I remember that Xiao Mo's knee seems to have recovered."

Hearing this, Grandpa laughed loudly: "I almost forgot about this."

Dreaming that at this moment, he still doesn't know his family's considerate care for him. He is working hard in XXOO, and he will probably spend his whole life fighting for it.

As autumn goes and winter comes, snowflakes cover the bustling city in white.

On New Year's Eve, the robot servants prepared all the necessary ingredients early, and grandma and dream mother have been busy in the kitchen, planning to sit together as a family to drink hot soup and eat home-cooked food.

Huangfu Mo filmed an interview, came back a bit late, and just entered the room, dreamed that he immediately came forward with a smile, dreamed that he patted the snowflakes on Huangfu Mo's shoulder, took off his coat for him, and put it on the coat rack.

Huangfu Mo took off his gloves, lifted Mengmeng's chin and kissed Mengmeng's lips: "I called my mother, and she asked me if I could go to dinner tomorrow, and I told her, I will go with you. We will go to my house at noon tomorrow. Mother's house, at my father's house at night, do you have any objections?"

Dreaming for a moment: "So suddenly?"

"Suddenly?" Huangfu Mo raised his eyebrows, "Although the matter of us being together has not been disclosed to the public, it should be known to my family, so why not hide it from them for a lifetime?"

After dreaming for two seconds, he agreed, and he took Huangfu Mo's hand: "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

Huangfu Mo smiled reassuringly.

The robot servant started to serve the dishes, and the dream mother poked her head out from the kitchen and shouted: "Chess players, stop playing, it's time for the New Year's Eve dinner. Xiao Mo, dreaming of your baby, come and wash your hands."

Huangfu responded with a smile, turned around to wash his hands, dreamed of a black thread, and when he passed by his mother, he complained: "Mom, don't shout like that, it's so embarrassing."

"There are no outsiders here, so I can't throw it anywhere." Mengmu laughed.

In the living room, I suddenly heard Grandpa say: "General."

Dreaming and Huangfu turned their heads irrationally, and then found that it was the grandfather who had pushed his father's general into a corner, and Meng's father sighed helplessly: "I lost again."

"Son, you are still young." Grandpa was very proud.

Dreaming of seeing Huangfu and smiling at each other, it seems that the general that grandpa said is different from the general they understand. Their general is a first-rank general, and they are living a happy married life in the game.

On the first day of the new year, the snow stopped and the lazy sun poked out.

I dreamed that I had breakfast with Huangfu Mo and was about to go out.Before going out, they unexpectedly found that the trip was not easy. Grandpa brought Mengyun Mountain’s specialty herbs, grandma brought out Mengyun Mountain’s dried meat and wild vegetables, Mengmu prepared several sets of new clothes, and Mengfu carefully handed them to her. I dreamed of two boxes of seeds of an excellent variety: "This is a new variety, not yet on the market, with tenacious vitality, easy breeding, very beautiful bright red flowers, and a delicate fragrance."

Huangfu Mo: "..."

dream:"……"

The robot servant walked in front carrying big and small bags of New Year gifts, and carried them to the car. He dreamed of walking behind with Huangfu Mo, and went out under the caring eyes of the whole family.

Huangfu Mo took Mengmeng's hand: "Are you nervous?"

"A little bit." Dream answered truthfully.

"It's okay, I'm here." Huangfu Mo held Mengmeng's hand tightly, "Don't worry, they're not difficult to get along with."

The dream answered, and he took a long breath to soothe his emotions.

He collected himself, firmly clenched Huangfu Mo's hand, and strode forward...

<End of Extra Story>

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