[Wife Chasing Crematorium] + [Unfortunate Regret] + [The Heroine Awakens] + [Reunion] + [Substitute Literature]
Jiang Ning stayed up all night in the basement for more than a dozen nights, sweating on the keyboard with stomachache, and forcibly stitched Pei Yanxi's unfinished debut novel into a masterpiece.
At the award ceremony, Pei Yanxi held up the trophy, but gave the signature of the first screenwriter to his Bai Yueguang.
Backstage lounge. He casually wrote a check for 100,000 yuan: "Wanwan needs to be gilded. You should be more sensible. Without my inspiration, what you write is worthless."
Jiang Ning stared at the check. The turbulence in the bottom of my stomach completely turned into deathly silence.
She ripped off the access card and threw it into the trash can. Clear all backups of the 130,000-word manuscript. Open the door and leave.
Pei Yanxi was sure that she would come back to beg for mercy after only three days.
But what he was waiting for was a shocking scandal in which the logic of his new film collapsed and the management withdrew funding.
And Jiang Ning, wearing cold-toned couture, stood next to Huo Ci, the well-known cold-blooded tyrant in the industry.
At the press conference, Huo Ci pointed to the only signature on the big screen, "Screenwriter: Jiang Ning", and sneered at the camera: "What kind of rubbish crew deserves to have my chief as a screenwriter?"
Pei Yanxi's eyes immediately became bloodshot in the audience.
Later.
There was a fire on the set, and Pei Yanxi rushed into the sea of fire. He dragged his twisted and broken left arm and stuffed the only unbacked master disk into Jiang Ning's arms.
The man whose face was covered in blood suddenly fell into the ashes, his voice was hoarse, and he didn't even dare to ask for peace.
"I have paid off the outline I owed you back then. Are you... Still angry?
