As an author,
Tang Xiaoxiao, like other authors, held onto a dream of film and television.
She dreamed that one day her works could be adapted into films and dramas, and many people could bring the stories she wrote to life.
However,
She never imagined, even in her dreams, that this day would come so soon.
Yes.
She thought that as long as she persisted and stayed true to her heart, her work should be adapted into a film or drama within a decade.
But now, dreams had become reality.
Feng Nan said, "I've been following your book, and although the writing is a bit immature, the main and supporting characters in your story are well-developed, and your story is very healing. It can definitely be adapted for film and television."
"Not to mention the boost from that mysterious benefactor last night."
"Do you know how popular your book is online now?"
Tang Xiaoxiao shook her head.
