When Cheng Haiyuan finally adjusted his mentality and just walked towards the First Guesthouse, he was stopped by two big-sleeved and round-waisted security guards!

The two security guards had a momentum, and they were obviously soldiers. They both held batons in their hands. After stopping Cheng Haiyuan, a security guard took the lead and said, "Who are you? What are you here for?"

Two security guards were on duty at the door all day, and there were too many people they had seen. Just by looking at Cheng Haiyuan's condition, you can tell that he was definitely not a high-ranking official.

Cheng Haiyuan said nervously: "I am Fengtian's intern editor. Our Mr. Dong asked me to send scripts to Mr. Hu."

After two security guards looked at each other, the other took out the intercom and said, "Front Office, please inform me of Mr. Hu. There is a young man outside the door who claimed that he was Fengtian's editor and was coming to send Mr. Hu's script."

"receive"

A nice female voice sounded inside the intercom, and the two security guards still looked at Cheng Haiyuan with a vigilant look on their faces.

Cheng Haiyuan looked around with curious expressions, looking like a curious baby.

Within two minutes, the security intercom rang.

"Guard, that person is here to find Mr. Hu. Please take him to the backyard to find Mr. Hu."

"receive!"

A security guard agreed, and his tone finally relaxed a little. He looked up and down at Cheng Haiyuan and said, "Come with me, don't go blind."

"Why"

Cheng Haiyuan quickly agreed and followed the security guard. The two walked through the hall and walked through the back door to the garden.

At this time, Cheng Haiyuan discovered that there was a unique world. There were rockery in the back garden, green trees, and koi swimming happily in the pool.

Traces can be found in the pavilions and towers in the garden, and each place is so clever, giving people a particularly pleasing feeling.

Cheng Haiyuan couldn't help but sigh, is this the rich man? No, is it the retirement life of a powerful man?

The security guard led the way in front and didn't care about him at all. When he saw a koi, he was almost thrown away by the security guard. He hurriedly trotted and followed him two steps.

The security guard took him to a pavilion, where two old men were playing chess.

The old man who was holding the red chess had white hair and beard. The most conspicuous thing was that his eyebrows were extremely long, which made him look like a fairy-like look.

The old man who was holding black chess was completely opposite to him. Although his hair and beard were white, his eyes were sharp, giving people a very murderous feeling.

Especially now that I am playing chess seriously, my serious look has put great pressure on Cheng Haiyuan, who was meeting for the first time!

After the security guard brought the person there, he did not dare to disturb the two old men. After respectfully saluted, he turned around and left quietly.

Cheng Haiyuan swallowed nervously, but did not dare to disturb the other party. He could only stand beside the two old men with a restrained look on his face and silently watched the two of them playing chess.

The rules of chess are simple, and you can understand it even with Cheng Haiyuan's half-baked level.

He understood that the two of them were in a deadlock now.

The old man with long eyebrows was eaten without a single chariot, horses and cannons, but three pawns had crossed the river, which caused great trouble for the other party.

With three small pawns, the old man with long eyebrows made the scene anxious.

"You can't stop! Your old silver coin's personality hasn't changed for so many years! You have retired and you can't change your habit of calculating!"

The other party directly messed up the chess pieces on the chessboard, looking dissatisfied.

The old man with long eyebrows laughed and said, "Aren't you still changing? If you have any unpleasant things, you will turn over the table."

The old man with long eyebrows smiled while packing up the chess pieces. After he finished packing up, he looked at Cheng Haiyuan and smiled: "Are you here to deliver the script?"

"Yeah, yeah, my name is Cheng Haiyuan. This is the script we selected from Fengtian. Please read it all."

The old man with long eyebrows smiled and nodded, and took over two scripts.

At this moment, two guards flashed out from somewhere, holding reading glasses in their hands and handed them to the old man with long-browed eyebrows.

Cheng Haiyuan was shocked and thought to himself, where did these two people come from? Have they become a living person?

"My leader, my group? This name is good."

"There is another script? Let's take a look!"

The old man with long eyebrows picked up the script, and the script of "Bright Sword" was snatched away by another old man. The old man with long eyebrows didn't care, but silently brought reading glasses and looked at the script in his hand.

Cheng Haiyuan was still standing in his original position. The other party didn't let him go, so he didn't dare to leave! He could only hold his already sore legs and try his best to hold on.

The old man with long eyebrows smiled when he first watched, but as he looked, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he turned around and looked at the script in front of him with a serious face.

The exact opposite of him, the old man sitting opposite him laughed once a while ago, as if he was not reading a war anti-Japanese script, but a comedy script!

Cheng Haiyuan didn't know if these two scripts could catch each other's eyes, so he could only wait anxiously.

In this way, one of them was serious and the other laughed. After an hour, they moved their waists that were already stiff.

The old man with long eyebrows sighed first: "This script is good, but it can't be filmed now!"

When he heard this, Cheng Haiyuan's heart was cold and he looked at the script in the old man's hand. It was "My Leader, My Group".

Cheng Haiyuan sighed slightly in his heart, and at the same time understood why the old man said he could not shoot it, because the script was too cruel.

In this script, there is no good person who will win, nor is there a protagonist halo.

A person who was alive in the last second may die in the next second, cruelly almost real!

The old man opposite snatched the script from him and handed his "Bright Sword" to the other party and said, "Let's watch it in a different way! Look at this book, it's so interesting, hahaha, I want to laugh now when I think about it!"

Cheng Haiyuan felt bitter! He had been standing for more than an hour and his legs were straight!

The old man with long eyebrows seemed to have just noticed him, and said with a smile: "Get a chair for this little comrade."

"yes!"

A bodyguard walked out from behind the pillar not far away and trotted all the way away. In less than a minute, he brought a stool and handed it to Cheng Haiyuan. Cheng Haiyuan hurriedly thanked the other party.

After looking at the name of the script, the old man with long eyebrows smiled at the old man opposite him and asked, "Lao Hai, do you think this script?"

The old man named Lao Hai nodded repeatedly and said, "You can tell if you look at it. Although I have never seen the protagonists of this kind of TV series! But I have seen many such soldiers!"

The old man with long eyebrows became interested and opened the first page of the script.

Mr. Hai opened "My Captain My Group". In just a few minutes, the two of them had completely reversed their previous states!

Old Hai frowned, as if thinking about something.

Mr. Hu on the opposite side laughed once every few minutes and once every few minutes, and he was particularly happy.

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Chapter completed!