Yang Jingshen was going through one of the scripts Feng Xue found for him from the company's common script pool. Gu Zhen was also sitting by his side, ready to help him search various new terms that he'd stumble upon while reading the script.
Suddenly, she gasped, drawing his attention. "What is it?"
"I almost forgot. Sister Xue told me to pass you another message."
"Another script?" Yang Jingshen felt vexed. "I still need to go through two more of them."
Is his cousin trying to make him go through all the available scripts in the company's common script pool? Like– can't she be a bit more patient? It was true that it had been about a month since he finished filming The dream of death, but he still participated in a talk show in the middle ne. It also had a good response, so why the rush?
Gu Zhen waved her hands in the air in refusal. "Aai. It's not about that. Not that."
"Then what?" Yang Jingshen impatiently prompted her.
