"Brother Xiusi, keep these letters safe. After I become acquainted with the people from the Hundred Flowers Awards judging panel, I'll help you get all the letters back,"
Lu Xiaoyou said.
Han Xiusi's hand holding the paper bag felt cold. The bag with the letters wasn't heavy, yet he felt as if the weight of the envelopes was about to tear his fingers apart.
"Director Shen, is it because..." Han Xiusi's throat felt as if it were stuffed with cotton wool.
Since entering the industry, how could he believe that the role that made him an overnight sensation was obtained for him by Lu Xiaoyou's help!
This truth was like a slap on his pride!
Shen Danqing nodded at him, "I chose to believe in 'Xiaolu from the Woods' back then, and as it turned out, your performance was quite satisfactory."
