I Just Want to Make Friends with You

Wang Tianxing took out a stack of A4 paper from his pocket and handed it to Wang Cheng. "This is your script. Take it and remember the lines when you have time." Wang Cheng took it and flipped through it casually, complaining: "No, boss, how dare you sell such a boring script?" Wang Tianxing glanced sideways at him: "Are you teaching me how to do things?" "I am also the protagonist after all, so I must have some say." "If you want to eat, don't make any ink marks. I'll write you to death in ink marks again." "Hey, people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves." Wang Cheng closed the script and threw it aside. "Leaving aside the quality of the script, I would like to ask, is there... That one?" "Which one?" "That's it, the heroine or something?" Wang Tianxing smiled calmly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "Yes, of course there is. Not only is there, it is also very beautiful."