“It’s all about writing stories, they’re all interconnected. Besides, you’ve studied painting, so you must have a visual image in your mind for a story, which is very important for a screenwriter.” Jiang Yun put down her paintbrush and earnestly advised, “Besides, aren’t you about to graduate and haven’t found a job yet? This company is hiring full-time screenwriters, and the work is relatively flexible. I think you should really give it a try.”

"It's not that easy. These are two different sections. I don't even know what the script looks like." Although Ni Sitian was somewhat tempted by what he said, she still shook her head, feeling that she was probably not capable of handling it.

“Everyone starts as a newbie. Did you start writing because you were born with the talent? There’s always a gradual learning process. Usually, experienced screenwriters mentor new screenwriters as assistants. The main storyline is handled by the senior editors, and the supporting characters are only written by the newcomers. If you’re not up to the task, they’ll send you back.” Jiang Yun continued to persuade, “Besides, a screenwriter’s career is much longer than most writers’. Don’t you want to see your writing become a reality and be seen by a wider audience?”

“This…” Ni Sitian was indeed very tempted, especially by his words about her professional life. In fact, she had considered it before. She could only write romance novels until she was thirty at most, and then she might not be able to continue. Either she would run out of inspiration, or she would be too mature to write about the feelings of a young girl.

Screenwriting is indeed a much broader field, and it wouldn't be a bad idea to give it a try before I have a specific job in mind.

"I'll take that as a yes. I'll ask Producer Tian tomorrow." Jiang Yun, having swayed her, seized the opportunity to finalize the matter.

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Ni Sitian couldn't refuse and nodded in agreement.

That evening, Ni Sitian went home and brought up the matter with Xu Tingchuan.

Xu Tingchuan had always known that his little one wanted to go out to work, and he had no objection to it, but he asked her to find out the name of the company and the producer when the time came.

To be honest, although Jiang Yun had never shown any signs of harming Ni Sitian, he always felt that he should be wary.

"You're just jealous," Ni Sitian said, chuckling as she poked his chest.

Xu Tingchuan grabbed her hand, pushed her down onto the sofa, and bit her lip. "I'm just jealous, so what?"

"Nothing, I just love seeing you jealous." Ni Sitian raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck.

Xu Tingchuan lowered his head and kissed her lips, gently sucking on them, his hands starting to wander, touching her waist, then he looked up and asked, "Have you lost weight recently?"

"Really?" Ni Sitian looked at him happily, then touched her waist and didn't feel like she had lost weight. "You're just trying to make me happy again!"

"You've really lost weight, at least two or three centimeters less than before." Xu Tingchuan placed his large hands on both sides of her slender waist.

Ni Sitian didn't believe it, so she got up, took out a tape measure from the drawer, and measured it. It turned out that it was indeed two or three centimeters thinner.

"That's great!" She happily hugged Xu Tingchuan and jumped up and down, then looked at him admiringly: "You're so amazing, you could even tell that."

“I didn’t see it, I felt it.” Xu Tingchuan put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, “I know your body better than you do yourself.”

Ni Sitian blushed. He would touch her and hug her all the time, so she knew perfectly well that he would do it.