Zhang Wenbing's office.

Push open the door.

Then I saw my teacher so happy that he was almost incoherent.

"Dongyang, come here quickly."

“I discussed it with Mr. Li last night, and we plan to recommend your short drama for this year’s short drama competition.”

"Here is the registration form. Please fill it out."

"A short drama competition?" Li Dongyang asked in surprise.

There are requirements for this.

You must have three years of screenwriting experience to be eligible to apply.

Isn't it a bit too brazen to let him apply for this back door so soon after he's been officially promoted?

"Those are all external factors. Do you know that your short drama has already received over 100 million views? Even the company's board of directors will support it."

"This is like a windfall from heaven, what are you waiting for?"

In previous years, it was always Wang Jiansheng's group that participated in the competition, and the best result they achieved was only a shortlist award.

I think he won't have any objections if I give it to you this year.

No objections?

I feel like there must be a lot of opinions.

Based on that murderous look in his eyes just now, how could he not have any objections?

"Alright, the reason I called you here today, besides this matter, is for the later parts of your short drama. Everything has been arranged here, and your team will go to Hengdian tomorrow. We need to strike while the iron is hot and take advantage of this popularity to boost the data."

"I just wanted to ask, is it possible for you to do this?"

Zhang Wenbing was worried that this arrangement would be too strenuous for Li Dongyang and that his body might not be able to handle it, so he needed to consult Li Dongyang's opinion.

"Teacher, I'm fine. I've already finished writing the script."

"I just don't know if there are any problems with the actors!"

"I'll make a call and ask later."