Figure Wang Zhongwang

Chapter 137 A Girl Like Mao Lilan
When Xu Yawen saw Writer Mao coveting his own dry noodles, she pushed her plate forward and said:

"Try it, it's really delicious!"

Writer Mao took a deep look at Xu Yawen, picked up chopsticks and picked up a few noodles in her dry noodle bowl.

Then put it in your mouth and chew slowly.

It tastes really good!
So good that Writer Mao's nose is a little sore.

His Xu Yawen, when he ate noodles with him for the first time, was also willing to share a bowl of noodles with him just like this Xu Yawen.

"Eat slowly to get the taste."

Xu Yawen said with a smile.

She saw that the uncle ate very quickly, as if he hardly had time to chew.

"I know, but I can't change the habit. I don't know because when I was a child, four children scrambled to eat together.

It was because I was forced by life, exhausted all day long, and had no time and thought to enjoy delicious food, that I developed these bad habits. "

Writer Mao said bitterly.

When he was a child, he grew up with his elder brother and younger brother in his grandmother's house.

At that time, my uncle was only four years older than him.

The four children who were waiting to be fed had to grab food faster than others and eat faster so as not to starve when it was time to eat.

"I'm different.

There is also a brother in my family who is five years older than me, and he leaves all the delicious food to me.

In addition, maybe the reason for my surname is Xu, our family members are chronic, so half an hour for a meal is the most common. "

Xu Yawen started to kill the big lobsters. The way she ate was really elegant and clean.

Slow down to see the world clearly,

to know yourself,

Talent, enjoy a meal, enjoy life.

Writer Mao looked at Xu Yawen and found that she must be living a happy life, close to the meaning of life.

And myself, living in this fast-paced Guangdong-Hong Kong city for 20 years, is like a gear on a tire, running at high speed involuntarily.

exhausted,

forget the meaning of life,

Just be happy!

"If the fast-paced life is the daily life of each of us, then maintaining a happy heart can make people calm.

Like a rapidly spinning wheel, its central point is stationary.The world seems to be contradictory, but it is actually unified.

So I have been looking for the center of the circle, looking for inner peace and happiness.

Seeing you made me see the same Xu Yawen I used to be.

I want to thank God for giving me two chances to find the one person I lost, the one who gave me meaning and purpose in my life. "

Writer Mao seemed to have realized something, and said these words from his heart.

Xu Yawen looked at the uncle in a daze. At this moment, his face glowed, as if he suddenly looked 20 years younger.

At this moment, his Mandarin was very standard, and the emotion contained in his words was very deep, which infected himself.

Xu Yawen tried her best to wake herself up, so as not to be "bewitched" by this uncle to the point of losing her mind.

At this moment, she regarded the uncle as a statue, and had an urge to hug him.

hug him
comfort him,
Return him to the center he once was.

"I am me, not the Xu Yawen you know, if you say that again, I won't eat!"

Xu Yawen must have an attitude.

Otherwise, this strange uncle would always say some ambiguous words that seem to contain philosophy, which would be embarrassing.

"Okay, don't talk about food, don't talk about bed, I shut up and eat noodles!"

Writer Mao began to eat noodles slowly, challenging the half-hour eating process.

Half an hour was already the limit that this noodle shop could bear, and some people began to line up at the door.

"If we don't leave, the owner of the noodle shop will come over and beg for half price."

Seeing the diners queuing outside, Xu Yawen said with a smile.

"Anyone who wants to enjoy the joys of life, there is an environmental limit."

Writer Mao sighed.

He also lamented that his first half-hour meal challenge was not ideal.

Xu Yawen felt that the uncle's words always had a deep meaning.

"Now, can we discuss work matters?"

Xu Yawen asked.

"Of course, how about finding a coffee shop with a quiet environment?"

Writer Mao proposed.

"Okay! But this time I'm treating you."

Xu Yawen said with a smile.

Writer Mao was stunned for a moment, thinking that she must have seen that I was short of money, and when I paid the money just now, I even took coins.

Such a considerate Xu Yawen!
One picked up the plane, arranged a hotel, accompanied Xu Yunmei, and five Korean models led by Liu Duoyan had lunch, held a meeting, and brought them to the exhibition center in the afternoon.

Inside the exhibition hall, there was a busy scene.

More than 3000 toy exhibition booths, more than 2000 exhibition stands of animation companies, and more than 1 staff members are all doing preparation work in their booths.

Weimei's booth has a novel design, and its overall appearance is like a fairy palace above the nine heavens.

White clouds fluttered outside, and the silhouette of a flying fairy appeared above the white clouds.

Inside is resplendent and magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, dragon pillars and gold bricks, and the throne of the Jade Emperor.

This is a Q-version design imitating Lingxiao Temple.

On the entrance of the main hall, there is a large plaque of "Manual King of Kings", which can be seen from a long distance and is very easy to find.

Xu Bijun is responsible for the work arrangement of these Korean models.

Costumes, props, make-up and other aspects are all ready, and Xu Bijun mainly explains the technical essentials.

It was the first time for Xu Yunmei and the others to play cossplay at a large-scale animation and toy exhibition, and they were very excited to try on the character costumes in the theme of Wang Zhongwang.

The original theme was "flying".

Writer Mao suggested changing the name to "The King of Figures".

This is to avoid copyright disputes.

The male protagonist is played by Yi Zun, and the role of the villainous boss was snatched away by Lei Xiaotianlei's master.

"I am domineering and Lingyun, and I am the most suitable to play Mie Xiaoluo!"

The name of the villain boss is composed of the names of Thanos and Hu Xiaoluo, which is really very appropriate.

This is also writer Mao's suggestion.

Lei Xiaotian has explosive muscles, a face like a diamond with glaring eyes, and a voice like thunder. No one is more suitable to play Mie Xiaoluo than him.

Lei Xiaotian was responsible for the production of Mie Xiaoluo's prototype, and his understanding of the character was able to meet the requirements in his mind.

Moreover, Lei Xiaotian doesn't look old at all.

But he needs to shave off his "beautiful" three long beard and gray hair.

"Artists dedicate their lives to art, why can't I bear with my hair? Shave it!"

Lei Xiaotian closed his eyes, and said loudly to the hairstylist with the heroism of "seeing death as home".

Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and suddenly a beautiful voice sounded in the exhibition room:
"You are all here, why don't you ask me to come and help?"

A girl in a blue dress and a short skirt appeared in everyone's sight.

Her hair was disheveled down her back, but there was a big spike of hair on top of her head.

The white shirt is the base layer, and a green tie is hidden in the blue suit collar school uniform.

Black stockings were worn on her slender calves, and brown leather shoes were worn on her feet.

With a black leather schoolbag in his hand, and a pair of big misty eyes flashing, he looked at everyone with pursed lips and a smile.

"Are you Maorilan?"

Xiao Lizi asked with a surprised face.

"Yurou! Are you here?"

One also asked with a confused face.

(End of this chapter)