Feng Xiaoyue was still full of artistic flair.
She wore a white skirt dotted with rust-yellow spots, complented by a high-end custom bag in matching colors, indescribably embodying the vibe of an avant-garde director.
In terms of facial beauty, figure, and temperant, she was outstanding among mature won.
Subconsciously, Liu Zhizhong felt an urge to compare her with his mother-in-law, Lu Yui.
As a result of this comparison, aye, the artistic and mature charm of Feng Xiaoyue stirred the soul yet could also bring tranquility.
Lu Yui, belonging to the extrely beautiful and graceful mature won, had delicate and radiant facial features and a perfect sensual figure, which only agitated people and never brought peace. The most beautiful widow in Yangzhou, with an unrivaled allure!
However, his mother-in-law was currently nice to Liu Zhizhong, showing a lot of concern and care, making him feel quite comfortable inside.
Of course, his father-in-law, who had unexpectedly passed away, had been very good to Liu Zhizhong, promoting and nurturing him, which made Liu now even less daring to think about his mother-in-law's ideas.
In the past, when Lu Yui coldly mocked and aloofly treated Liu Zhizhong, making him accept hardships passively, he harbored thoughts of vengeful damage—yes, vengeful damage!
But that was just a fleeting thought that soon disappeared.
Now, he no longer held such thoughts. Sigh...
Liu Zhizhong brewed so tea, served so of his own grilled snacks, skills he had honed while serving as a slave in the Zhao family ho.
Feng Xiaoyue didn't drink tea but brought her own coffee beans, hand-ground and brewed professionally with great stylistic flair.
Thus, they drank and snacked, finding everything delicious. The beauty of the day remained as exquisite as ever.
Of course, their conversation soon veered toward the adaptation of the script, and Feng Xiaoyue had even brought a beautifully packaged original copy.
As for the voiceover narration for the promotional film by the Provincial Departnt of Culture and Tourism, there was no rush. As long as Liu Zhizhong familiarized himself with it, he could enter the studio to record in a week.
With Liu Zhizhong's vocal talent, emotional foundation, and understanding of the arts, Feng Xiaoyue believed his voiceover would reach an incredibly impressive level. Once publicized, it would undoubtedly make him famous overnight.
But what Feng Xiaoyue didn't know was that Liu Zhizhong, under the pseudonym "Mulang Qingfeng," was already a sensation on social dia platforms like TikTok and Kuaishou, the top male idol of the acapella scene, and that was no small feat.
Moreover, Feng Xiaoyue enjoyed listening to this style of singing by Liu Zhizhong and was familiar with this TikTok idol.
However, Feng Xiaoyue had never heard Liu Zhizhong sing live; otherwise, she might have recognized him. But what of it? Liu Zhizhong would deny it—no, it's not , then it's not , ha ha...
They discussed the script all morning, debating and writing, effectively collaborating.
Liu Zhizhong led the writing, his fingers flying across the keyboard, inputting faster and faster, in a manner that delighted Feng Xiaoyue.
As a director, Feng Xiaoyue indeed had her own ideas, which Liu Zhizhong greatly admired and found inspiring.
However, just as the morning's work was nearing its end, Feng Xiaoyue expressed her surprise, "Zhizhong, how co you have such a strong grasp of the content of this book? You write many things without needing the manuscript, without any hesitation! Your familiarity makes suspect that this book isn't written by Zhang Hongyang but by you, hehe..."
After saying this, Feng Xiaoyue sipped her coffee, a playful smile spreading across her face, which was quite enjoyable to see.
Seizing the opportunity, Liu Zhizhong decided to show off!
He humbly smiled and said, "Honestly, Director Feng, the truth is that I wrote this book alone. Of course, being from a place like Yangzhou and with my background, I had no choice but to be a ghostwriter, which was just unavoidable."
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