Others kept calling him a eunuch, but the way Wen Jiu said "Jiuqiansui" sounded far more pleasing to the ear.
"Teacher Wen Jiu, I want to play this role," Qingyue, who had been silently reading the script, suddenly said.
Qingyue was confident that Wen Jiu would assign him this role. After all, she had already attended Duan Wenhu's party yesterday and knew exactly whom to favor and whom to ignore.
"You?" Wen Jiu cast Qingyue a sidelong glance, the contempt in her eyes fleeting but unmistakable.
Sang Ning had been watching Wen Jiu intently. She caught the subtle shift in Wen Jiu's expression and found it surprising.
How could someone as amicable and easygoing as Wen Jiu display such a hostile look toward Qingyue?
At that moment, the screenwriter leaned in and whispered something quietly to Wen Jiu.
Despite Wen Jiu's unfriendly gaze, Qingyue still believed this role was in the bag for him.
