"No? It's been four or five months since you submitted the manuscript for "Wreaths Under the Mountains," right?"

Zhang Dening's face was full of surprise, and his eyes were filled with doubts.

With the lessons learned from "Garland Under the Mountain", she has now become a frightened bird.

"Really not. I have been tinkering with dramas recently and have no time." Lin Chaoyang explained.

"What are you doing with the drama?"

"Help my wife."

Lin Chaoyang's words made Zhang Dening fall into silence. He looked at Lin Chaoyang with a mixture of admiration and contempt in his eyes. What he admired was that he had the talent to write dramas, but what he despised was that he, a novelist, actually started writing scripts without doing his job.

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"Novel is the foundation of your life." Zhang Dening seems to be afraid that Lin Chaoyang will have fun in the drama circle and forget his old profession.

"It's just a student drama."

Zhang Dening nodded, "Okay, I'll come back after a while."

"good."

"By the way, what's the name of the play you made for your wife and the others?" Zhang Dening asked before leaving.

"The best building in the world!"

"The best building in the world? It's a student drama, and the name is quite domineering." Zhang Dening muttered.
Chapter completed!