Chapter 196 The Villain is a Mental Patient (3)



"Yes, I know him. He's the famous screenwriter Tang Munian."

As soon as Chu Qingxuan finished speaking, a glint of light flashed in Tang Munian's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "You really do know her."

He gently pushed up his glasses with his index finger and said, "If I remember correctly, I have never published my own photos, and as far as I can recall, there is no artist like you whom I have ever worked with."

Tang Munian glanced at Chu Qingxuan and said something that was absolutely infuriating.

"And I don't remember ever knowing anyone as ugly as you. Let me first comment on your figure: your breasts are too small and your waist is too thick. As for your face, it's simply unbearable to look at."

Chu Qingxuan: "..."

Tang Munian, just don't regret what you said today.

Chu Qingxuan rested her chin on her hand and nodded, saying, "Actually, Screenwriter Tang, I think what you said makes a lot of sense."

Chu Qingxuan continued Tang Munian's words, leaving Tang Munian at a loss for what to say next.

He paused slightly, then crossed his arms and said, "Sure, what did you need me for?"

Chu Qingxuan nodded obediently, "Yes, I was fine just now, but something's wrong now."

Tang Munian frowned slightly. What did this mean?

"I want to curry favor with someone powerful," Chu Qingxuan said bluntly.

Tang Munian was both amused and exasperated. There were many artists who would climb the ladder by following the crowd, but this person in front of him was different.

While others kept their intentions hidden, the little girl openly declared that she wanted to curry favor with powerful figures.

It really is the first time I've ever seen this.

Tang Munian smiled mysteriously and asked, "How do you want to hug me?"

Chu Qingxuan tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Do you need an assistant?"

I'm short of money.

I'm really short of money.

The original owner was too poor; she only had a few dozen yuan in her card, and she was about to be starving.

Life is really too hard.

Tang Munian said expressionlessly, "We don't lack anything."

Chu Qingxuan then asked, "So what are you lacking?"

Tang Munian thought for a moment and then asked Chu Qingxuan a few questions.

Can you cook?

Chu Qingxuan: "No."

"Would you disturb the cleaning or housework?"

Chu Qingxuan: "No."

"So what can you do?"

Chu Qingxuan thought for a moment, then raised her chin and said, "I will like you."

Tang Munian: "..."

A grown woman saying such things to a strange man, doesn't she feel ashamed?

Tang Munian felt his cheeks getting hot.

The next second, Chu Qingxuan added, "I like you because I like your work."

Tang Munian: "..."

Smooth talker!

Chu Qingxuan blinked and looked at Tang Munian with great sincerity. Tang Munian's eyes changed slightly, and he said, "Okay, see you at the International Film City on Wednesday morning."

"Okay, see you on Wednesday. Let me introduce myself, I'm Chu Qingxuan."

After saying that, Chu Qingxuan showed no intention of leaving. Tang Munian lowered his head and typed a few words on the keyboard before asking Chu Qingxuan, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Chu Qingxuan thought to herself, "They're already trying to kick people out."

She just wouldn't leave.

Chu Qingxuan feigned distress and said, "It's not easy to meet my idol, so of course I want to spend more time with him."

Tang Munian stared intently at Chu Qingxuan with his deep phoenix eyes. As a senior screenwriter, he had seen too many actors perform, and he could tell at a glance that this person was acting.

He didn't expose Chu Qingxuan, but just glanced at her casually before rapidly typing on the keyboard.

I had no inspiration just now, but now I do.

He added an ugly female character to the script, and her appearance was exactly the same as Chu Qingxuan's in front of him.

This role was tailor-made for her.

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