Chapter 309

"Tang Yin, which scripts do you think are better?"

There are a lot of plays on the desk of the studio.

Xia Wanyuan's Tianling princess has rich levels and is deeply loved by people. Moreover, her ending is quite difficult to calm. Even though the finale has been broadcast, it has caused a lot of heat on the Internet.

Many troupes have thrown out olive branches to her, hoping to make some publicity for their TV plays with the help of the waste heat of Princess Tianling.

"Three of them are OK. One is a female sophomore who makes a big fantasy TV play, one is a female sophomore who is young, and the other is a female sophomore of the Republic of China who is a small drama group I have never heard of." Tang Yin extracted the three plays from a pile of documents,

"These three are really good. Let's give them to Wan Yuan and see what she thinks."

"Good."

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After a day's meeting, Xia Wanyuan felt very tired when she came back home. Even though she only sat in for a day, she also spent a lot of energy and energy to understand the content of the meeting.

In this way, junshiling has been engaged in such high-pressure work for many years. In fact, it is much harder than she imagined.

"What's the matter?" Aware of Xia Wanyuan's eyes, Jun Shiling turned his head.

"Hard work." Xia Wanyuan said seriously.

Jun Shiling felt warm in his heart. "Are you in love with me?"

"Well." Xia Wanyuan nodded,

She is not a man of duplicity. She really feels that junshiling is distressing.

She has also been in charge of the whole Xia Dynasty and experienced the peak of power, so she can better understand how people in power are treading on thin ice.

It's easy to be a dim king, but it's hard to be a bright King.

Moreover, in modern society, the competition in all aspects of politics, economy and culture is much greater than that at that time.

"Can I have a hug?" Junshiling's face was dignified at this time, but he looked very serious and did not laugh in the past.

"Well."

When Xia Wanyuan nodded, junshiling held Xia Wanyuan in his arms, as if holding a rare treasure in the world.

This embrace, without the slightest beauty, is full of tenderness and treasure.

He felt that everything was worth it. The pain of his youth and the sad loneliness along the way seemed to be gently smoothed out in Xia Wanyuan's heartache.

Junshiling never believed in fate, but at this moment, he was extremely grateful that fate had sent her to him.

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Xia Wanyuan receives the script from Tang Yin——

"Come on, brother Li, I still have a suite. I'll sell the house, pay off the debt and go back to my hometown. Even if I think it's good to write, who will notice?"

"Let's hold on a little longer, in case Xia Wanyuan is willing to accept our script?"

"How can it be? I heard that the crew of" on the moon "also sent her a script. How can people abandon the big production and come to our small crew?"