For three days, Mu Qingyun sat in his study and read the upper and lower scripts of "Urban Strange Talk".

Xu Tao is not a professional screenwriter, and his script is not very well written to meet the specifications, a bit like it, but the more so, the more simple and moving.

Mu Qingyun was fascinated for a while.

She also likes to write very much, and she has been writing tirelessly over the years, although the finished works are only a drop in the bucket compared to the unfinished works, but her appreciation level is indeed not low.

This script is logically self-consistent, very down-to-earth, basically one or two episodes of a complete story, with a variety of themes, some about human nature, some about revenge, and some about great love in the world, each story is real and moving, multiple branches are connected in series, and the grass snake gray line generally brings out the main line.

Now that the drama has just started filming, Mu Qingyun can't wait to see the finished product, she has also invested in several plots that she knows before, and finally the box office is very good, and the ratings are very high, those works are even much more successful than this "Urban Weird Tales", but she has never had this feeling of reading the script and can't wait to watch the drama.

The success of other works may always be caused by many reasons, investment, publicity, plus the script is okay, and the actors are excellent, but this drama is different, at least its script is really godlike.

Mu Qingyun suddenly felt a huge sense of regret in his heart.

In the plot, if this drama invests a little more, even if it is increased to several million, even if it is found with a few professional actors who can do a little bit of acting skills, instead of letting a few students who don't know acting skills at all, or have the opportunity to give these student actors a little guidance, don't delete all the big scenes that can improve the style of this drama in order to save money, even if only a few are left......

Then this drama must be a classic work that countless audiences will never get enough of after watching it, watch it again and again, and remember it forever.

Now, she can make up for it.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Qingyun took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xu Tao and Du Chengbin: "I have read the script, and now I will give you a list, all of which are villas, manors, castles, horse farms, cars, helicopters, in addition, I sent the designer and a batch of clothes over, you can talk to the designer about the clothes you need, and a batch of jewelry, see which ones can be used." ”

Xu Tao: "......"

Lao Du: "...... I forgot that this Mr. Mu has his own designer, and Qiao's Si Lilan brand has opened a theater for others. ”

Soon, a bulletproof transport truck and security personnel drove directly to the entrance of the old building of their old community and carried a box of jewelry into the door.

Lao Du: "If you sell us, you can't afford to lose it!" I think the crew is going to buy a sturdy safe right away. ”

Xu Tao exhaled, suddenly had a strong sense of urgency, and hurriedly called desperately, called the team, quickly turned on, and hurriedly went to work!

After arranging the work, Xu Tao turned on his mobile phone again and stared at the list sent to him by Mr. Mu, and tears suddenly flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, hey!"

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After spending the New Year at home and achieving the achievement of acquiring the company, although she didn't spend any effort, Mu Qingyun said goodbye to her mother and siblings and set off to return to the imperial capital.

As soon as this year passed, half of Mu Qingyun's first year of college had passed, and the assessment of Mu Chuncheng's class was imminent.

A few years ago, Mu Qingyun submitted the registration form in a serious manner, although he didn't make a big deal of it, but all the students who were a little self-motivated knew about it.

For a few days, at Yanzhou University, which was full of talents and there were countless stories, Mu Qingyun saw many pairs of curious eyes on the way to the dormitory when he went to school.

"Isn't that class a legend of Yanda? Can you really join? I'm in my third year of college, so I don't know anyone who has ever made it to this class. ”

"Do you think the 'Mu God' is our wastewood? Compared with those seniors and seniors in Mu Chuncheng's class, is our Mu God worse? How many of them can send four heavyweight papers in their freshman year, or the kind that professors are amazed by, we can do it, why can't we take the exam? ”

The junior sister Wang Bei lives next to Mu Qingyun's dormitory, usually talks a lot, cares a lot about the students, has a very lively personality, and has a close relationship with Mu Qingyun.

Although Mu Qingyun usually has fewer times in the dormitory, her communication skills have been greatly improved compared to before, and after a few months, her neighbors are quite familiar.

At this time, the classmates who usually brought each other food and occupied the seats called 'Mu Shen' one by one, and among them there was a gentle and considerate big sister and senior sister, Mu Qingyun finally couldn't hold back and rolled his eyes slightly.

"Look down, do you see, I've dug two big villas on the ground with my toes and come out, who wants to go in and live?"

Wang Bei also smiled.

In fact, every year, there are students who sign up for Mu Chuncheng's class, but in the past few years, the thunder and rain are small, except for the friends of the students who signed up, other teachers and students in the school have not paid much attention to it.

The main thing is that everyone understands that these students are still a little immature, and even if they sign up and meet the requirements, the chances of joining are very small.

If Mu Chuncheng's class is so easy to take the test, it will not be considered the peak of the pyramid in the education industry by students all over the world.

Now the reason why everyone pays attention to Mu Qingyun's registration is that even when she meets a teacher on the road, the teacher can catch her and tell her three or five sentences, which shows that everyone still believes that she can be admitted to Mu Chuncheng's class.

Once admitted to the 'Mu Chuncheng class', it is equivalent to having half a foot on the pinnacle that no one else can see, at least the least, Yan Da Zhibo is sure.

Yanzhou University didn't say anything about it, but most of the students in Mu Chuncheng's class ended up being almost straightforward.

There are also people who only study to a master's degree, and even graduate directly after completing a bachelor's degree, but that's because people don't think it's necessary to continue studying, and they have reached the point where they don't care much about their academic qualifications.

Entering Mu Chuncheng's class, if he graduates smoothly, there is no accident, then he is the top batch of talents in the world, no matter what he wants to do, it will be much easier.

However, Wang Bei blinked, and her gaze flickered over Mu Qingyun's delicate and beautiful face.

She, a junior school girl, even if she doesn't take the exam, seems to be the top talent.

Wang Bei came back to her senses and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, that Xing Jingjing in the preparatory class yesterday made a joke, do you know?" ”

The students gathered across the floor shook their heads.

"Xing Jingjing? Familiar with the name? ”

"Huh? Is she still in prep class? I thought she had dropped out of school. ”