Gu Xia hopes that Dong Chunhua can wake up from hatred and face life with a realistic attitude.

But Dong Chunhua didn't want to hear a word. Gu Xia's persuasion made her feel uncomfortable all over and turned around and left.

Because I was too anxious, I almost ran into the person in front of me. I was a middle-aged woman wearing glasses, wearing a gray suit, and looked very gentle.

Dong Chunhua thought she was a teacher at the school and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, teacher, I almost bumped into you."

"I'm not a teacher, I'm fine, you go." The woman didn't pay attention to Dong Chunhua, but walked straight towards Gu Xia.

Dong Chunhua was very curious and didn't know what the teacher was looking for her. She didn't leave and quietly observed them.

The woman went over and said with a smile, "You are Gu Xia, right? Do you still remember me? I was there when I was looking for an actor at school."

Gu Xia nodded: "Yes, is there anything you need to ask me?" She didn't want to recall what happened at that time. The fact that he chose an actor was a very unpleasant memory for Gu Xia.

"I am from the drama troupe. I am here to work with you. I hope you can help our drama troupe."

When Gu Xia heard her words, she was a little confused. In addition, she had something to do with Gu Qianqian, so she immediately refused.

"Sorry. I'm not interested in dramas. Besides, have you chosen others to be actors? I'm not easy to participate in it, so you'd better go find someone else." I feel that if the matter with Gu Qianqian continues to be related, I'll probably not be able to calm down in my life.

So Gu Xia firmly rejected this matter.

"Are you afraid of Gu Qianqian?"

"I'm not afraid of Gu Qianqian, but I think it's better to stay away from a gentleman if he doesn't stand under a dangerous wall. My life is very busy, and I have a lot of things to go, and I don't want to disturb my peaceful life because of this."

The woman said, "I think you've misunderstood. Actually, I'm not here to be an actor, but I hope you change your novel into a script and sell it to our drama club. What do you think?"

Gu Xia was completely confused: "What are you..."

The woman smiled, "Actually, when I saw a magazine, I read a story about a family living in the village, my brother joined the army, and my sister married a well in the village. I think it's very good, so I look for authors everywhere."

Gu Xia thought about it, and then suddenly realized: "Is it the story of Hexi Village? It's just a short story. It's less than three thousand words."

"Yes, after searching for a long time, I found that you were sitting there! I think it was really a coincidence! If our drama club wants to sign up for a competition, we really need a new script. I think this is very good and has very positive significance. Just change it to a short drama."

Gu Xia said: "Actually, there are many novels of this type."

"I also contacted several novel writers, but the price is too expensive. We can't afford it. In fact, in terms of price, I can't give you a high price. Why is our drama club not very good? But I promise that we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future. Maybe there are people who care about you for movies and TV series scripts. I will definitely recommend it to you actively."

Gu Xia never dreamed that such a thing would fall from the sky, not the actor, but the screenwriter!

She is a screenwriter. This title looks really high-end, and she is really interested in this industry. Although she doesn't make money, if she can, she really wants to try it.

Seeing Gu Xia's attitude softening, the woman quickly said, "I was optimistic about you when I came to cast the last time. Actually, I think you have a very good grasp of the character and it is really suitable for that character. Unfortunately, I don't have the final say. This time I have the final say. We can finally cooperate this time."

"But I haven't written a script."

"This is nothing. I can teach you. I have brought several scripts this time, and you can just write them. In fact, we also have special playwrights to revise them. It's just that our only screenwriter has a child and can't do the job for the time being. Time is tight, so I thought of asking you. You are the original author of the novel, and you can better express the character's personality. You will perform well."

Gu Xia understood that if it weren't for the screenwriter's birth, time would have been tight, and she wouldn't have been remembered.

After all, a small person like himself would not have the opportunity to get in touch with this industry, so Gu Xia agreed.

"Okay, then I'll try it."

The woman was very happy: "I knew you would help. I'll give you tickets at that time. You can come and read the drama adapted from your novel. That feeling must be very wonderful!"

Gu Xia was also looking forward to it. It would be even better if she could watch it with friends she knew. The woman gave Gu Xia the address of the drama troupe and asked her to go to the theater to find her after the summer vacation.

"You can write during this period. Try writing and reading, don't be afraid of making mistakes. I will teach you."

Gu Xia agreed and sent the woman to the school gate.

The woman left behind several scripts, which were used by their drama troupe during rehearsals before, and asked Gu Xia to write them according to this framework.

Gu Xia took it and smiled, "Okay, I will read it well and write it well."

The woman touched Gu Xia's hair: "Don't worry, no one will take away your chance this time. Even if she wants to write it, she can't write it." After that, she left.

Gu Xia savored this sentence. There were actually quite a few people standing on her side at that time, but she had no right and could not help her. This time she was very moved by being able to remember her.

Gu Xia went back to the dormitory with a happy mood. She was very happy because what she had done finally paid off. Even if she was even more tired in the future, she was willing to do so.

Dong Chunhua, who was eavesdropping on the side, was bleeding from jealousy. She kicked the big tree on the side hard. Can she actually be a screenwriter? Just a first-year high school student, is there such a future?

I worked so hard, but I could never beat her?

Xia can get anything, but she has nothing! Gu Xia is good at studying, looks good, and can also write, but I can only rely on learning! The people I like don’t like, I just like Gu Xia!

Why is God so unfair?

Gu Xia is the shining protagonist, but I am not even a small supporting role?

Why! The more she thought about it, the more she became, the more she became desperate. She actually sat on the side of the road and cried. Jealousy had already twisted her. She hated Gu Xia to death, and she thought, why can't Gu Xia die of illness, or she would be hit by a car!
Chapter completed!