Bai Yiqing, “…”

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Inside the hotel, the banquet hall.

As soon as Bai Yiqing came in, she went to socialize with all kinds of celebrities. Bei Wanxing stood by the long table beside her and ate dessert.

The hall was very lively and people who met frequently, so naturally they knew each other. Bei Wanxing had never attended such an occasion. From childhood to adulthood, she never allowed her to go out with the Bai family.

The happiest thing is to wait for snow in the yard in winter and then bury the wishing stars in the snow pile. It is said that the wish will be realized.

Although it has never been achieved, she has been waiting.

As more and more people were coming, everyone started to taste wine and laugh. Bei Wanxing held the manuscript that he had revised countless times and held it tightly with his hands.

Although she has been rejected many times, she believes that as long as she still persists, there will be a day of success.

She will never give up.

come on!

Bei Wanxing took a deep breath. Before she put down the glass, a figure hurriedly walked past and ran into her head!

His shoulder was hit, the glass was poured on his body, and Bei Wanxing's high heels squirmed, and he fell directly to the right!

The man's gentle voice sounded in his ears, "Be careful!"

Bei Wanxing held her feet firmly, but was still in shock. The man held her waist and asked politely, "Miss, are you okay?"

Bei Wanxing shook her head quickly. She took a step back and put her hanging hair behind her ears, "I'm fine, thank you."

"I hit you, I should say sorry," Qiao Zihao said with a smile. When he glanced at the water stain on her body, he hurriedly took out a tissue, "Your clothes... I'll help you wipe."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

Bei Wanxing took the tissue and was about to go to the bathroom, but Qiao Zihao squatted down and picked up the wet manuscript.

Bei Wanxing glanced at him and reached out to get it, "This is mine..."

"Is this what you wrote?" Qiao Zihao turned the page and looked at her side, "Is it a story about modern love?"

"Yes," Bei Wanxing didn't shy, she nodded, "A small story, not long, is only 300,000 words."

"It just so happens that I belong to the entertainment company," Qiao Zihao's eyes fell on her fair face. It was the first time he saw a woman wearing a white dress for dinner. "If I don't mind, can I see it?"

"Of course!" Bei Wanxing's eyes lit up. She bent her lips and said with an unconscious smile, "My story revolves around two people who live together, and the heroine is..."

She said and introduced her, and gestured with her hands from time to time, as if this was the scene in the story. Qiao Zihao listened patiently. He looked at her excited little face and narrowed his eyes.

Interesting woman.

Halfway through, Bei Wanxing suddenly realized that this was a dinner party. Her gestures suddenly stopped and looked up embarrassedly, "That, I..."

"I understand, it seems very interesting," Qiao Zihao said with a smile, and raised the manuscript in his hand, "I will definitely finish reading it when I go back."

Bei Wanxing unnaturally withdrew her hand, and she touched her head awkwardly, "Okay, thank you, that... Remember to read the character profile, I wrote it in detail!"

Qiao Zihao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay, I will definitely see."

Suddenly, the phone in my pocket vibrates.
Chapter completed!