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Chen Mo could not tell that Tong Liya was only twenty-one years old this year, about the same age as him.

However, Xu Zheng was only forty years old, and he was not a teacher at a professional school. How could he be Tong Liya's teacher?

Tong Liya explained to Chen Mo,"

"He's not a teacher in school. Usually, when we do our internships in school, we will have activities with various entertainment companies or film crews. If we're lucky, we will meet a teacher who is willing to take us in.”

At this point, Tong Liya laughed quietly and whispered,""I forgot that you didn't come from a professional school.”

Chen Mo could tell that Tong Liya was teasing him on purpose, but he was still surprised because the document in his hand was the first draft of the script, which was an incomplete script with only the story framework.

Generally speaking, after the first draft of the script was out, the screenwriter could start to gather the crew members and actors. Then, according to the characteristics and performance of the actors, they would process and modify it before finally producing the finished script.

The script that Chen Mo received was called 'I'm Not the Drug God'!

Even though there was no name and no fixed plot, Chen Mo could still understand it based on the first draft.

"Are you sure I can go up?"

This time, Chen Mo was not confident anymore. He thought Tong Liya would only be able to find some C-list film crew or web series, but Xu Zheng was different.

Xu Zheng was also a hot star in this world. After he became famous, he even wrote and directed many works. He was deeply loved by the audience and his movies had always been good.

It was just that such a big star and big director would not be able to take a fancy to her talent, but she just had to be a singer!

Which director would hire a singer who had never acted in a movie before?

Unless the top singers and directors were crazy.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo was not a popular singer yet, and Xu Zheng was not crazy.

Tong Liya was initially very happy that the script she produced did not disappoint Chen Mo, but she was immediately put in a difficult spot.""You're right ~"

Chen Mo was dumbfounded. He even felt a little angry. How did he end up with such a manager?!

"You should communicate with Xu Zheng and your teacher first. It would be best if you can get it. If you have the opportunity to talk to him face-to-face, do your best.”

However, Chen Mo understood that Tong Liya could only act as a middleman.

However, Chen Mo was looking forward to getting the show. He still remembered that when I'm Not the Drug God was released, it received a lot of positive reviews. It was a truly outstanding movie.

Not only would it bring him a lot of popularity, but it would also bring in a considerable amount of revenue at the box office.

Chen Mo's vision was not limited to the music industry. After all, he had countless outstanding movies and TV shows in his mind. With the system's Intermediate Ability, which included composing, scriptwriting, and other abilities that could help him, he would definitely be able to make a name for himself in the film industry.

This required a certain number of fans and financial ability.

Chen Mo already had a fan base of over a million. At the very least, he could guarantee that the box office would not fail.

However, Chen Mo did not have enough funds to film and promote the movie. He did not even think of asking Yang Mi for help because he would be able to do it with his own abilities.

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Chen Mo rested for a while after he returned to Shanghai. The snacks he brought back filled Yang Mi's mouth, and the two of them enjoyed each other's company.

In his spare time, Chen Mo browsed through the files and tried to write a script.

Yes, Chen Mo was working on creating 'I'm Not the Drug God'.

Although Xu Zheng had provided a framework, it was not perfect. Chen Mo even felt that there were still many shortcomings.

Even if he had not received a reply from Tong Liya in the past few days, he believed that Xu Zheng would not reject such a complete script as long as he had the opportunity to meet with her.

Similarly, it was also Chen Mo's bargaining chip.

As summer approached, the weather had become very mild. On the balcony, Yang Mi had arranged a soft wool carpet.

Chen Mo set up a small table and sat cross-legged on the carpet. He waved his fingers non-stop and let his imagination run wild.

"Are you really not going to Yuedong Entertainment? I can be your manager. No one can tell you what to do.”

Yang Mi leaned over and leaned on Chen Mo's lap like a lazy kitten. She looked extremely relaxed.

Chen Mo shook his head. He turned around and rubbed his face against hers as he said confidently,""You're already so outstanding. I can't fall behind. Besides, this is also my hobby. I enjoy it!”

The two of them played for a while before Yang Mi snuggled into Chen Mo's arms and said,""Alright, I'll listen to you.”

Yang Mi thought that Chen Mo was still acting like a male chauvinist who liked to fight and win like a child.

In fact, Chen Mo just did not want to see his sister-in-law, Yang Xin. If she knew that he had accomplished his heroic feat, Yang Xin would probably go crazy!

Ding!

All of a sudden, Chen Mo received a message on his phone. Before he could check it, he saw Tong Liya calling him.

"Brother Mo, I have good news for you again!”

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