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Mo Wei'an really didn't expect that this script was actually written by Mr. Luo.

Luo Xuan's reputation is still very big, and it is impossible for Mo Wei'an not to know.

What he didn't expect the most was that he could be selected to shoot Mr. Luo's script.

His favorite author is Luo Xuan!

With this in mind, he had to let this movie continue!

"Director Jiang, don't worry! The movie will definitely start shooting without a hitch! ”

Jiang Shaopeng received Mo Wei'an's assurance, and he was even more uneasy.

However, seeing that Mo Wei'an was rarely so motivated, Jiang Shaopeng didn't do anything more.

"Director Jiang, can you show me the role that Teacher Luo is looking for."

Jiang Shaopeng thought about it and agreed.

"Okay."

Find the character's script and hand it to Mo Wei'an: "Take it." ”

Mo Wei'an left with the script, Jiang Shaopeng sighed and muttered: "I hope this story still has a chance to appear in front of the public." ”

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When Yan Zhuo was looking at his phone, Mo Wei'an's hacked headline popped up, and Yan Zhuo clicked on it and looked at it.

She thinks there's one thing, there's nothing wrong with it.

It's true that Mo Wei'an is "ugly".

At least with her ink, there is no comparison at all.

"Momo!" Yan Zhuo let go of his voice and shouted.

Mo Hancheng heard the voice, came in from the balcony, and hung up the washed clothes just now.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Zhuo held up the phone, and the screen was facing Mo Hancheng: "Your brother has been scolded again." ”

Although Mo Hancheng doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, he still knows a little about Mo Wei'an's current situation.

"Hmm." responded very indifferently, looking indifferent.

Yan Zhuo blinked: "Momo, shouldn't you avenge your brother?" ”

When you are an older brother, shouldn't you all protect your younger brother or sister?

However, Mo Hancheng only had one sentence about this: "He asked for it." ”

Yan Zhuo: "......"

Yan Zhuo was suddenly very curious about a question, and asked: "Momo, if there is one, I am also scolded like this?" ”

Mo Hancheng twisted his eyebrows: "Suppose it doesn't exist." ”

It's just that the thought of someone scolding monsters makes him want to tear those raoes apart.

Although it is a little terrifying and bloody, this is the most direct thought in Mo Hancheng's heart.

Of course, Yan Zhuo was not satisfied with such an answer: "Mine is if, you are fast!" What would you do? ”

Mo Hancheng was silent for two seconds before he spoke, "I won't let such a thing happen." ”

Yan Zhuo asked, "What if?" ”

Mo Hancheng still didn't have a clear answer: "No." ”

Yan Zhuo knew that he couldn't ask the answer, so he pouted his lips without a high heart, fell on the sofa, stretched out his foot and kicked the leg of the servant Mo Hancheng, and said faintly: "I want to eat the noodles you made." ”

Mo Hancheng seemed to be used to it, Yan Zhuo's rude actions from time to time, he didn't feel anything at all, left two words, and went to the kitchen: "Wait." ”

In this world, those who dare to command Mo Hancheng like this are estimated to only be speechless.

The others, in front of Mo Hancheng, probably didn't even dare to raise their heads.

This man's momentum is too strong, and staying with him is enough to shock the audience without saying a word.

Yan Zhuo's feet hung on the edge of the sofa, swaying, turning over and lying on the sofa, staring at the man washing the pot and boiling water in the kitchen, covering his mouth and snickering twice.

"Hey, hey."

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^