Sure enough.
Xi Zuzi noticed the despondent Ma Xiaogang after being reminded.
"Xiao Ma, are you okay? Is there anything your Ancestor can help you with? Why don’t you sincerely ask for help?"
Ma Xiaogang, lacking energy, didn’t even notice that Xi Zuzi’s words were sowhat creepy and defied logic.
He was lost in his disappointnt, a faint fatigue showing on his aged face:
"Sorry, Zuzi, I originally wanted you to be the leading lady, but things didn’t go as planned..."
Today, for the first ti in his life, this great director was fired by an investor!
So humiliating.
He couldn’t even compete with a screenwriter who hadn’t shown up in person.
Who knows what kind of sweet-talking this screenwriter did in front of the investor that led them to foolishly believe Gu Pinting could handle the leading role?
Did they think they were making a cody?
He initially heard that when he joined this project and secured investnts, the investors were highly interested in Nuwa and aid to make an epic-scale biographical film about her.
How could investors flush with money be so lacking in sense?!
Xi Zuzi smiled slightly: "Xiao Ma, do you really want to make this show?"
Ma Xiaogang: "Yes, young people today know too little about the history of Nuwa’s creation. Apart from the phrase ’Nuwa nds the sky,’ they probably know nothing. So don’t even know Fu Xi was Nuwa’s brother. So I think this show is very aningful for cultural heritage."
Xi Zuzi gently raised an eyebrow, her eyes flickering slightly: "For the sake of heritage... then let’s keep shooting."
Ma Xiaogang was stunned: "But investors have already kicked , the director, out."
Xi Zuzi chuckled, her words particularly captivating: "Wrong. We kicked out that arrogant investor."
"Zuzi, do you an... we continue shooting the show, just with a different investor? Wait, it’s impossible, you saw the attitude of the original scriptwriter just now, Shen Ying, only wants to promote Gu Pinting, there’s no way we can use her script."
"Wrong. Who says we have to use her script?"
"But... only Shen Ying has written a popular story about Nuwa..."
"Wrong. Her writing is completely wrong, there’s no need to use it."
Ma Xiaogang: "..."
The thinking of little Ancestor is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people, no matter how fast they gallop.
He was wrong three tis in a row!
He stopped in his tracks, deciding to listen attentively: "Please, Zuzi, enlighten ."
Xi Zuzi: "Investnt, we don’t lack money, right, Xiao Chenger?"
Bao Gucheng, being @ ntioned, of course imdiately responded: "Money isn’t an issue, as much as you need."
Xi Zuzi: "Xiao Ma, did you hear? For the amount of money you need, find Xiao Chenger."
What?
Mr. Bo himself will be the investor?
This ti not only was Ma Xiaogang shocked, but even Xi Langyue stopped in his tracks, regretting how he was a second too slow; he should have acknowledged the investnt himself just now.
He let that pig snatch away the cabbage without any opportunity to show off!
Xi Zuzi continued to ponder: "As for the scriptwriter, I have a suitable candidate here. Let her write it for you in the next two days."
What?
The script issue is also resolved by little Ancestor?
The color on Ma Xiaogang’s face seed to rise from the dead, a rosy glow returning: "Little Ancestor, then will you agree to play the leading lady and support our show?"
Who would have thought.
He guessed wrong once again.
Xi Zuzi’s red lips curled slightly: "Well, I also have a suitable candidate in mind. I’ll bring her to see you in a couple of days."
Ma Xiaogang: "...!"
In less than a minute.
Xi Zuzi had ticulously thought things through, and without hesitation, directly assembled a new team for him to shoot a genuine Nuwa biographical film.
"What, Xiao Ma doesn’t dare to take on the challenge? Afraid it won’t be as impressive as others’ works?"
"No, little Ancestor! I just want to start filming imdiately! To show that reclusive woman at Shen Ying; to plaster her face on the wall and let her see what true art is."
Xi Zuzi smiled slightly: "Very well."
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