Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Chang Jin didn’t understand Meng Liang’s messy thoughts, but he knew very well what he should do, and he was not worried about his future livelihood.

He is now writing a book for Qingyun. If the response is good, he will calm down and continue writing. If it is unknown and there is no wave, he will study hard and find a job after graduation.

If he also had a good idea like Cheng Yu, he could also borrow some money from Ayin or his sister. If nothing else worked, he could go to Ayin or his sister's company to work. Anyway, he felt that his loyalty to them was evident to all.

After figuring all this out in the afternoon, Chang Jin felt much calmer and inexplicably felt more confident. He had underestimated himself in the past, but today, his boss, who cared the least about him, came to support him. He really understood a lot all of a sudden.

Qingyun poked the rice in the bowl boredly, thinking about finding something delicious to fill his stomach if he got home before eight o'clock in the evening. The next second, he saw Wu Xuedai, who had changed into a purple fishtail skirt and a pearl cardigan on her upper body.

Qingyun quickly raised her little hand and shouted in a low voice: "Sister Xuedai, here, here."

Wu Xuedai was holding her food tray and regretting not going to the private room with her father to eat. It was hard to find a seat in such a big cafeteria. When she saw Qingyun's overjoyed smile, she hurried over.

When Feng Huayang was getting her lunch, she saw Wu Xuedai standing in line, but she kept looking down at her phone, so she didn't think of saying hello. Now she knew why Wu Xuedai was here.

"Sister Huayang, Xiao Qingyun, you are eating here too." Wu Xuedai sat down at Feng Huayang's original seat. When she put down her plate, she quickly glanced at Chang Jin.

"Come and see my Ajin. He's studying in the Faculty of Arts."

Chang Jin would still unconsciously get nervous when meeting strangers. He tried desperately to think about the post he saw two days ago, wondering how to relieve his nervousness. He was so nervous that he forgot everything.

"Really? Then you must be good at studying."

Qingyun pretended to be proud and said to Wu Xuedai: "Sister Xuedai, my brother Ajin is amazing. He can write books and he writes very well. My father said that Ajin's teacher often praises him."

"Oh? Really? So amazing." Wu Xuedai reached out to touch Qingyun's messy hair, then glanced at Chang Jin curiously.

"He does have some talent, but he still hasn't learned enough." Feng Huayang praised him a little, then turned to Chang Jin and said, "Ajin, you need to work harder in the future so that your abilities can match your talent."

"I will try my best, sister." Chang Jin was very happy to be reminded. He felt that every part of his body was full of strength. He wished he could go back and study hard for three days and three nights.

There was no more news about Chang Jin and Qing Yun afterwards. Wu Xuedai also revealed to Feng Huayang why their team came here.

Qingyun felt like drooling when she smelled the spicy noodles in Wu Xuedai's bowl. She had been in this place for so long, and the spiciness she tasted came from garlic and ginger. Now she really wanted to taste the spiciness of the chili peppers.

If you tell yourself to ignore something, you tend to pay more attention to it. Qingyun now stuffed two mouthfuls of tasteless rice into her mouth and glanced at the plate in front of her. In order to take care of her, there was not a single spicy bite.

Qingyun was a little disheartened. He didn't taste the spiciness but instead took a few bites of rice. Now, neither his brain nor his stomach were fooled and both were protesting.

There was really no other way, Qingyun showed a shy and flattering smile and said to Wu Xuedai: "Sister, is your noodles delicious? I smell it so delicious."

Qingyun originally wanted to be more subtle, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his tone. In front of the three adults, this was just more polite than highway robbery.

Wu Xuedai put down her chopsticks with laughter. She was not used to Qingyun's smile, so she stretched out her hand to pinch her little face and said, "Qingyun, do you want to have a taste?"

Qingyun tilted his head to free the flesh on his face from Wu Xuedai's hands, and said hesitantly, "How can I be so embarrassed?"

"Haha." This time even Feng Huayang couldn't help laughing out loud. Qingyun's face turned red with embarrassment and she didn't know where to hide. She had to cover her face with her hands, leaving only a pair of red ears exposed. Even so, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

Finally, Chang Jin poured the rice in Qingyun's bowl into his own bowl. Wu Xuedai picked up two noodles and poured a spoonful of soup on them for her to taste.

Qingyun's face was still red, but she still happily tasted the spicy noodles that she had earned by acting cute and silly.

It had a very ordinary spicy taste, a very ordinary numbing taste, and upon careful tasting, it also had the taste of inferior seasoning, which disappointed Qingyun greatly. He felt he was cheated by such a good aroma.

Maybe she hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time, or maybe her stomach was too delicate because she was too small. After taking these two bites, her stomach felt a little burning and uncomfortable, and Qingyun soon became weak.

Not long after, everyone finished eating and packed up to go see the night view on campus. Chang Jin said that the blooming cherry blossoms and crabapples looked particularly beautiful under the street lights.

Qingyun felt a little tired looking up at the flowers, but it was very relaxing to look at the flowers under the next street lamp. They were indeed very beautiful, and more gentle and graceful than those under the sunlight.

Wu Xuedai asked about campus life in a random manner, and Chang Jin answered in a serious manner. Occasionally, Feng Huayang asked a few questions about Director Wu's movies.

Thinking that she would have to stay in Fengzhou for a while, Wu Xuedai decided to give Feng Huayang this face. After all, Chang Jin had demonstrated decent abilities.

After walking for another ten minutes, we arrived at the fork in the road between the dormitory building and the school gate. Finally, we saw Director Wu Tangbei and several members of his team coming from another road.

"Xiaoxue, you and your friends are here." Wu Tangbei looked at the man, woman and child.

"Dad, hello Uncle Sun." Wu Xuedai greeted and introduced, "This is Sister Huayang and Sister Qingyun whom I met today. This is a student from the Faculty of Arts and Sister Huayang's younger brother."

"Hello, Director Wu and Screenwriter Sun. I'm Feng Huayang, the agent of Fufeng Fort." Feng Huayang extended his hand first. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you." The three of them shook hands and greeted each other, and then Wu Xuedai introduced Chang Jin a few words.

The three people also greeted each other. Chang Jin was so nervous that his hands were shaking and he felt like his teeth and mouth were chattering.

The two sides exchanged a few harmonious words, and screenwriter Sun said, "It seems that you are very capable. Unfortunately, I have already found an apprentice. But teaching one is the same as teaching two. Do you have time to choose a few days a week to learn from me?"

Chang Jin was almost stunned by this huge pie. He was so nervous that he was confused before. How come he could suddenly become a student of a big boss?

"This kid is so happy that he is silly. Naturally, he is free. I will discuss with his teacher to adjust the time of his class." Feng Huayang patted Chang Jin on the back and told him to come back to his senses quickly.

"Yes, Teacher Sun, I'm free." Chang Jin said stutteringly, making everyone laugh kindly.

"But I only have one book in my hand right now. If you learn from me, I won't let you practice. By then, I'm afraid it will just be paper talk." Screenwriter Sun said with some regret and sighed softly.

"When the time comes, let him come to my side to practice. He can also claim to be Uncle Sun's student. I'm also a novice here. If Chang Jin joins in, I'll be even more powerful." The screenwriters in Wu Xuedai's team naturally have some achievements, but they have to help people to the end, and don't help halfway and then leave a difficult problem behind that is a headache.

"Girl, I will definitely teach you well." Screenwriter Sun pointed at Wu Xuedai with a smile, then looked at Chang Jin with satisfaction, "I have also written two books before, and adapted several books. You can also bring your book to me and I will show it to you."

"Thank you, Teacher Sun." Professor Chang Jinyou helped to look at it, but he couldn't be too disrespectful to the new teacher when he asked for help.

"If it's well written, we can adapt it together and ask Teacher Wu to direct a big movie." After screenwriter Sun said this, everyone laughed happily.

Qingyun pinched Chang Jin's pants and her face was about to turn red with anger. That was her notebook! That was the notebook she reserved! That was the notebook she wanted to use to help her own son transform!

Chang Jin also responded with a foolish laugh, and reached out to pat Qingyun's head to comfort him. What a joke, this was Qingyun's stuff, he was just there to help, he had no right to decide whether to write or direct it.

This is Chang Jin's opportunity, Qingyun cannot interfere. Don't be angry, don't be angry.

Qingyun comforted herself for a while and became happy for Chang Jin again. Wouldn't it be fine if she could be the investor then? She wouldn't have to take all the responsibilities on herself. With famous directors and screenwriters around, she could have the benefit of the shade.

Everyone chatted for a while, exchanged contact information and then went their separate ways. Feng Huayang also had to take Qingyun back home as it was too late and didn't want to disturb Qingyun's good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.