Chapter 778: Chapter 778: Really Want to be a Descendant of Mr. Bai
Bai Chuwei was admiring the winter scenery of the Imperial Capital from the balcony when she heard some movement in the scriptwriter’s room and turned around, walking inside with a smile.
Inside, there was a large long table around which a group of assistants sprawled in their seats like salted fish, their faces blank, as if they were savoring something.
Upon seeing Bai Chuwei enter, they all became excited in unison.
A famous scriptwriter known for his venomous tongue exclaimed in admiration, “Mr. Bai’s posthumous work is indeed remarkable, the level of plot design is beyond my reach!”
Clutching the photocopy in her hands, Liu Yuyou felt a mix of reverence and sadness; after reading the latest three chapters, she was suddenly struck by a feeling she might never attain in her lifetime.
After all, to a large extent, literature relies on talent.
The literary talent of Mr. Bai was like a gift from the heavens; she could never match up in her lifetime.
When Liu Yuyou saw Bai Chuwei come in, her heart felt a bit better.
At least in terms of literary talent, she should have been much better than Bai Chuwei, the unworthy descendant of Mr. Bai; her literary talent was a great deal higher.
The old professor, snapping out of his reverie, kept saying, “It’s good that I came, it’s good that I came!”
If he hadn’t come this time, he might have regretted it for life, which would have been such a pity, for there were only three chapters.
Bai Chuwei sat down in the chief scriptwriter’s seat, her slender, jade-like fingers fidgeting idly with the black pen in her hand, “I don’t have much time and I’m quite busy, so I’ll just give you a brief explanation.”
Liu Yuyou felt like laughing, had this junior Bai become so used to being an Immortal Teacher that it became second nature to her? Did she really see herself as such a figure, like a teacher? Read full story at novᴇlfire.net
To give them an explanation now, did she want to start teaching a class again?
But the old professor was more excited than anyone, “Explain, explain, explain!”
Who knows, as the descendant of Mr. Bai, Bai Chuwei might have some of Mr. Bai’s unpublished thoughts on writing, which was probably a lot stronger than their blind adaptations.
Bai Chuwei glanced sideways and uncapped her pen, circling several spots on the paper; everyone looked closely and saw “peach blossom.”
The crowd was bewildered, what did it mean?
“Pay attention to this peach tree, every time Yue Ji makes her appearance, every shift in her inner world is accompanied by this peach tree…”
Bai Chuwei sighed, her ancestors could never have imagined she would end up sharing the initial setup of this book with these kids.
Each deeply buried hint was revealed in just a few words from Bai Chuwei, eliciting gasps of amazement.
They had been studying this book for so long, only to suddenly realize they knew nothing about it at all!
With just a touch from Chuwei, they suddenly experienced an epiphany, as though they had suddenly understood Mr. Bai’s true intentions in his writing!
Bai Chuwei really had some skill, just by the latest three chapters, she was able to analyze many things they hadn’t seen through!
Perhaps she really had seen Mr. Bai’s initial thoughts on writing to be able to analyze so thoroughly.
Director Li was making notes non-stop, recording all the key points for filming.
The old professor pushed the reading glasses up on his nose and, clutching the photocopy in front of him, he said with emotion, “Miss Bai, I actually really envy you.”
Bai Chuwei looked at him in surprise, the professor’s tone full of envy, “I truly envy that you are a descendant of Mr. Bai, knowing so much that we outsiders don’t. I wish I were Mr. Bai’s descendant, too.”
The professor spoke with utmost sincerity, without a hint of jest. He really wished his ancestors were from the Bai family!
Don’t worry, professor, everyone here is her younger friend.