At this mont, Lu Xinyou stood by the edge of the set, watching from afar as the man descended from the palace where the group of ministers was paying their respects, the brilliant warmth of the morning sun shining behind him.
His face partially hidden by the dazzling sunlight, casting a long, slender shadow.
Lu Xinyou stared, sowhat lost in a daze. In a trance, she felt as if she was transported into the great dynasty she had created, witnessing the majestic palace and the handso, mighty emperor...
As the noble emperor moved closer and closer to her, his tall figure blocked the sunlight behind him, and she finally snapped out of her trance.
"You’re here?"
Tang Jingxing looked down at her, a smile lurking in his eyes.
Without the aura of pressure unique to an emperor, Tang Jingxing appeared extraordinarily amicable at that mont.
He was naturally an eye-catching presence; wherever he went, people’s gazes would follow.
At this mont, as Tang Jingxing stood in front of Lu Xinyou, everyone’s eyes widened in surprise.
It was their first ti witnessing Tang Jingxing showing such a gentle expression in front of outsiders, unlike the seemingly polite but distant deanor he had with others.
Their gazes towards Lu Xinyou beca more profound.
Many people were secretly speculating about the relationship between Scriptwriter Lu and Tang Jingxing, or perhaps the rich backer behind Lu Xinyou had connections with Tang Jingxing, explaining his special treatnt towards her.
Naturally, Nan Xiang noticed this scene too. Recalling how he had approached Lu Xinyou imdiately after finishing his play just now, her heart soured.
Especially thinking of the words Lu Xinyou had used to threaten her at the door, she couldn’t control her anger at this mont.
"Hmm, I... just arrived."
Facing Tang Jingxing, Lu Xinyou inexplicably felt slightly apprehensive.
Did her husband know about that incident?
Her lips pursed, a hint of hesitation swirling in her eyes.
"Do you have sothing to tell ?"
Seeing her hesitate to speak, Tang Jingxing raised an eyebrow and asked.
As Lu Xinyou was unsure how to phrase her thoughts, the assistant director of the crew approached, "Teacher Tang, the next scene is about to start."
Tang Jingxing frowned slightly, seemingly unwilling, but still agreed.
After Tang Jingxing went back to the set, Lu Xinyou didn’t linger and headed towards the screenwriter team to report.
The chief screenwriter was a very famous senior scriptwriter in the industry and also the chairman of the Z Country Writers Association.
Both his literary accomplishnts and creative reputation were extrely high.
"Teacher Xu, hello."
Lu Xinyou ca forward to greet him.
Teacher Xu was flipping through the script she wrote for "Seeking the Marquis." Upon hearing Lu Xinyou greet him, he looked up.
Seeing a very pretty young girl standing in front of him, he initially thought she was a new young actress from the crew.
As a screenwriter, Teacher Xu was no stranger to dealing with people who shalessly requested more screen ti, relying on their rich backers.
Thus, his first impression was that Lu Xinyou ca to request more screen ti for herself. As a result, his attitude was sowhat cold and stiff.
"For this play, the investor demands that it is adapted faithfully from the original work. If you want more screen ti, go find the original author of the book. Talking to is useless."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xinyou imdiately understood that Teacher Xu intended to pass the "trouble" to the original author, and she couldn’t help but smile wryly inside.
She stepped forward to explain:
"Teacher Xu, I am the original author, Ancient Heart. I’m not here to ask for more screen ti."
Only after hearing these words did Teacher Xu truly look her in the eye, his drooping eyelids temporarily lifting to reveal a glimr of surprise—
"You are Ancient Heart?"
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