Chapter 65 Entering the Short-Form Video Drama Market

Arriving at the micro-drama set, she was greeted by a female director in her late thirties to forties, whom everyone addressed as Director Jiang.

Director Jiang looked at Su Xingwan and asked, "You're the one introduced by Director Li, right?"

"Yes, Director Jiang."

Director Jiang looked her up and down, very pleased with her appearance.

Before even discussing the role, she remarked, "In standard-length dramas, unless you have exceptional acting skills, massive popularity, or strong connections, it's very hard to make your way. You—"

"Yes! I'll keep watch here tonight, and I guarantee nothing will go wrong again," Wang Xiaoyi said solemnly.

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The nurse wrapped the baby up and carried him out to show the family; it was a baby boy. Then she carried him back into the delivery room and placed him beside Xia Yun.

Yun Chuxuan neither wanted her husband to risk his life going to war again, nor did she want him—who held immense prestige among the common people—to become the target of public criticism and gossip.

Blocking the doorway, she continuously killed the zombies charging in one by one. The strongest of these zombies were only Level Two, and they stood no chance against Moyu, who was at Level Three.

At least riding a bicycle wouldn't be so bumpy, and one could enjoy the scenery along the roadside. It turned out to be quite a pleasure.

Mr. Liu wore a look of helplessness and a relatively calm expression, but his thick, long snake tail was not as serene as his face. The hefty tail had twisted itself into a knot, and its slender tip whipped against the ground like a long lash, betraying the inner irritation he felt.

Qi Feiyang felt a bit apprehensive. He knew nothing of the history of the Demonic Spirit Sect, but from these two clashes, he knew for certain it belonged to a malevolent cultivation sect. Since they dared to re-enter the martial world this time, they must have come fully prepared, or at least possessed absolute confidence in their own strength.

Perhaps because both the general and the princess were present, Qiao'er found some unknown source of courage and vented her pent-up frustration to her heart's content.

The older neighbor's imagination ran wilder by the minute, and her tongue was exceptionally sharp. Li Dabao was terrified; if he stayed any longer, they would end up imagining some astonishing scenario.

Yajing: I have no idea where things went wrong. In the past, children completed their homework independently; where did we ever hear about this class and that class?

Bright Moon: Knowing that, why make a fuss? There's no point in competing for those rankings—they have nothing to do with us. Just live your own life well and ignore anything insignificant.

"That's right, if you want to ask us about anything, you have to tell us your name first!" Following that, the dark-skinned, muscular fellow spoke up as well.

Wuming did not hesitate in the least. With a single stride, he pursued Chilin directly. Compared to Xiang Baiyu, his injuries were not as severe. Although the Asura True Form was not as tyrannical as Wuming's Hegemonic Body, it was still much stronger than Xiang Baiyu's. That previous strike hadn't actually caused him fundamental damage.

This technique, which he had once unleashed unintentionally out of anger, had already reached Lorin's ears through rumors from Los and the others.

In Chou Biao's ears, Lin Jue's casual remark sounded like mockery and a challenge, an announcement that Lin was the victor and he, Chou Biao, was the loser.

Draped in a blue mage's robe with his long blue hair tied into a ponytail, he wore a gentle smile on his exquisitely handsome face.

Meanwhile, Clan KK, who had deliberately withdrawn from the battlefield, paid no heed to Xu Liang's sarcastic remarks at the moment. Keeping his eyes tightly closed, he suddenly muttered with a strained, bitter smile.

Dan Fang: Learning cannot fall behind, let us cultivate the flower of harmony together. A little more understanding, a little less misunderstanding; a little more tolerance, a little less hostility—only life like this will never grow weary.

"I see. What a pity then. Such a precious item is something I cannot accept," Lorin refused.