From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 756: 385 Script_3

Xiao Hua stealthily reached out and touched the document.

As soon as she opened it, she was instantly absorbed.

No matter when you read this story, it has a captivating charm.

Unconsciously, she had already read half of it.

Only afterwards did she realize that this was a screenplay.

A screenplay adapted from a novel.

Although several years had passed, she still remembered the plot of ‘Wind on the Clouds’ very clearly. However, this script had made reasonable adaptations that fixed many of the bugs, making it logically consistent and making the story even more beautiful and emotional.

Ming Jing took a sip from her glass of water and glanced at Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua asked anxiously, “Did you write this screenplay, Miss?”

Ming Jing smiled and said, “Yes.”

“Ah…,” Xiao Hua jumped with excitement: “Is ‘Wind on the Clouds’ being turned into a movie? And it’s going to use your script, Miss, I’m so surprised and happy…”

This girl was like a crazy person, speaking gibberish.

“Miss, your script is really well-written. Although I don’t quite understand script adaptation, I feel your script is better than the original. The emotions are fuller, and the bugs are all fixed. The story has become fuller, like a person with flesh and blood. Miss, you are like an idol to me.”

“Really? I also like this story. So when my friend wanted to make a movie, I volunteered to do it. I’m so relieved that you like it.”

“Really? Who will play my idol, Mu Feng? I feel like no male actor in the entertainment industry could play Mu Feng’s temperament…”

“We haven’t decided on the actors yet. Next week, we’re holding an audition. If you’re interested, you could come.”

Xiao Hua pointed to herself: “Can I also audition?”

Touching her own face, she commented: “I suppose my look is best suited for playing a maid by the female lead’s side.”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“You’ve seen the script, which role are you interested in?”

Xiao Hua’s eyes rolled. Was Miss offering to pull some strings for her? “Yan Ge, I like Yan Ge the most. She’s brave in love and very loyal to the female protagonist. Most importantly, she has a baby face. I feel I fit rather well.”

“But you don’t need to pull strings for me, Miss. I want to compete fairly. This is my favorite novel. If I can be involved, I will be extremely happy.”

“Well, I hope your wish comes true.”

Ming Jing sent the script to Xiao Hua’s email: “You can make a print-out. If you have any questions, just ask me.”

A play script of Count of Monte Cristo written by Ming Jing.

Xiao Hua laughed and said, “Once we start rehearsals, Miss, you, being the head screenwriter, must come, ok?”

At this moment, Ming Jing’s cellphone rang. She answered it.

“That Bo Yujiang is coming to Jiangzhou. I’m going to be busy for the next few days and won’t have time to entertain her. Send someone to the airport to pick her up at six o’clock this afternoon.”

“Who knows what that woman is up to. Her twin brother is in Jiangzhou, isn’t he? How come she doesn’t seek him out? It seems that the siblings’ relationship isn’t very good…”

Zheng Qing found that Ming Jing was silent throughout and asked: “If it’s inconvenient for you, just randomly assign a driver to pick her up.”

“Alright, I got it.”

After hanging up the phone, Ming Jing checked the time. If she left now, she could just make it.

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Bo Yujiang walked out of Jiangzhou Airport into a swarm of people. She saw a young girl holding up a sign with her name on it.

“Hello, I am Bo Yujiang.”

The girl giggled and said, “Ms. Bo, hello. Mr. Qing asked me to pick you up. Give your luggage to me. I will take you to the hotel.”

Following the girl, Bo Yujiang walked out of the airport. It was six o’clock, and the city was just beginning to light up.

Taking a deep breath, Bo Yujiang removed her sunglasses. Her eyes took in the city lights twinkling in the distance.

Jiangzhou, she had finally returned.

End things where they started.

After sending the woman to her hotel, where she would stay in the presidential suite, Xiao Hua smiled and said, “Ms. Bo, you should rest early. Call me if you need anything.”

Once Ms. Bo closed the door, she sneered derisively to herself.

In the middle of the night, a figure carefully disguised from head to toe left the presidential suite and vanished at the hotel entrance.

Inside a black car parked across from the hotel, a girl put away her tablet and calmly said, “Follow her.”

Sitting in the driver’s seat, Xiao Hua gripped the steering wheel, her face filled with excitement. Was this a stakeout?

It was too thrilling.

“Miss, don’t worry, I won’t lose her.”

The moment she saw this woman, she had a bad feeling. This woman indeed had a problem.

The woman got into a taxi and soon disappeared into the traffic.

Xiao Hua, with her exceptional driving skills, maintained a safe distance at all times.

Eventually, the taxi stopped in front of the Earl’s Mansion in the upscale villa area in the West District.

Through the night, Ming Jing watched the woman easily walk into the residential area. Her eyes deepened like a cold abyss that ran for thousands of years, bone-chillingly cold.