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Chapter 382 - Chapter 382 Chapter 381 Little Cuis Screenwriting Class

Chapter 382: Chapter 381 Little Cui’s Screenwriting Class Chapter 382: Chapter 381 Little Cui’s Screenwriting Class After he absorbed that ring underwater, with contents unknown, his vision had become much stronger than before, making it easy for him to spot flaws in antiques and curios.

Now when he looked at top-quality jewelry, he would see a faint halo around them, like the string of top-quality pearls Bai Yaning wore around her neck. And for antique treasures, he could see a slight mist enveloping them, which was exactly the legendary pearlescent luster, although it was difficult for the average person to discern.

“Brother Hao, with you having this ability, I can rest assured,” Principal Zheng said excitedly, “Although we weren’t successful this time, we’ll have another chance at the Zisha enthusiasts’ meetup. Brother Hao, come with me then, I’m sure we’ll find something suitable.”

Of course, there wasn’t an issue with that. Wang Hao immediately nodded, “Alright, no problem. Principal Zheng, just give me a call when the time comes!”

“Great to hear!” Principal Zheng immediately exchanged phone numbers with Wang Hao.

Wow, this is a big shot, hahaha! Awesome!

…

The next day, bright and early, Wang Hao got up and took out the lucky dice–

“Man, ever since that streak of bad luck, it’s been quite a while since I’ve used this thing.” Wang Hao sighed, missing the times he used it.

“Lucky dice, off you go!” Wang Hao tossed the dice onto the table and watched it spin around, and then…

“Haha, good luck! It is indeed good luck!”

Seeing the bright red characters ‘good luck’ on the dice, Wang Hao laughed out loud–today was definitely going to be another smooth-sailing day!

Time to go downstairs and head out!

Humming a tune, he went down to the hotel’s first floor for breakfast and saw Yu Junpeng engrossed in his phone, eating and checking messages.

“Yu, you’re up early!” Wang Hao greeted cheerfully, “I heard you did a great job revising the script yesterday. Second Master praised you, and so did Director Yang and the others! Yu? Yu?”

Yu Junpeng was so focused on his phone that it took several shouts from Wang Hao to get his attention. Finally noticing Wang Hao, he quickly stood up, “Brother Hao, you’re back! Come sit here!”

“Sure,” Wang Hao casually picked some breakfast pastries, then sat opposite Yu Junpeng and asked, “What are you so focused on?”

“Ah, it’s nothing,” Yu Junpeng replied with a smile, “I just I figured the stuff I’ve learned isn’t enough, so I enrolled in a screenwriting training class. I was just looking at the discussion in the WeChat group.”

Screenwriting training class?

Hearing this, Wang Hao became curious too: “They have classes for that? How’s the teacher?”

“I think it’s okay,” Yu Junpeng turned off his phone and explained, “I’ve attended two classes and haven’t gotten much out of them, but the tuition isn’t cheap–five hundred yuan a class. I figured with such high tuition, the teacher must be good, right? They say it’s a Jinying screenwriting department lecturer! Jinying, now that’s an impressive place!”

Wang Hao: “…”

Yeah, impressive place, just yesterday I helped their principal expose a fake…

“That expensive!” Wang Hao exclaimed, “How many classes a month? Four?”

“Eight classes a month,” Yu Junpeng said, shaking his head ruefully, “The tuition is four thousand yuan. Sigh, nothing’s easy these days.”

Damn, four thousand a month for tuition?!

“Oh, by the way, Brother Hao,” Yu Junpeng took another couple of bites and then said, “For the screenwriting class, the first visit is free. How about you come with me and have a listen? There’s a class at nine this morning, which is perfect timing from now.”

Attend a screenwriting class? Well, I don’t really have anything planned today, so why not have a look around!

“Alright,” Wang Hao readily agreed, “then let’s go after this!”

After they finished breakfast and tidied up, they gathered in the garage.

“Eh, Brother Hao, is this your car?!” Speaking of which, Yu Junpeng had never seen Wang Hao’s beloved Maserati Presidente before. He walked around the car several times, exclaiming, “Brother Hao is really awesome, this car, nice!”

“You’ll have the chance to drive it too,” Wang Hao said with a smile as he opened the car door, “Let’s go!”

He got in the car and started the navigation. Little Cui’s Screenwriting Class was on the sixth floor of an office building in JH city, just 600 meters away from the city’s largest Yida Square, very easy to find.

They quickly reached their destination. After Wang Hao found a parking spot and parked the car, he strolled towards the office building.

After all, this was a base area, with quite a few freshly graduated film and television students living in rented accommodations nearby, so the whole Yida Square area was full of aesthetically pleasing young men and women walking and shopping.

“Oh, I’m so happy today, I bought a lot of discounted items. These were all things I’ve always wanted to buy but never wanted to spend the money on.” Look at that, such an innocent girl just out of university, knowing to save money and wait for discounts!

“Exactly, I’ve been waiting for this day for a whole month. These items must have saved me over a thousand yuan. So thrilling!” Holy cow, how much stuff did you buy that you saved over a thousand?

“Alas, there are still many things I can’t afford. Let’s just keep working hard. If we can become a top star like Lan Zihuang, that would be awesome. Who would need discounted items then?!” Huh? Lan Zihuang? Little Huanghuang?

“Of course, but I admire Du Shengyun even more. He’s the most famous pianist from Jinying in China, an absolute idol!” Du Shengyun? Never heard of him…

As Wang Hao listened, he casually glanced over the group, my, worthy of a film and television base indeed. Look at the quality of these passersby, the men starting at a handsome eighty-five points at least, and the women basically all above ninety points. Cool!

The group was chattering nonstop, and Wang Hao casually listened in, quickly grasping the gist of their conversation. To put it simply, these girls were clearly devoted fans of Lan Zihuang, who was recently filming in the area, which explained their fervor. As for the two guys, they were hardcore fans of Du Shengyun, whose piano playing was renowned worldwide for its charm.

Awesome!

The young people quickly boarded a bus. Wang Hao and Yu Junpeng each lit a cigarette and continued walking and smoking. Yu Junpeng said, “Brother Hao, this place is not bad, huh? I was also stunned when I first came. Now I’m used to it.”

“Yeah, indeed,” Wang Hao sighed, “Everywhere you look, handsome guys and beautiful girls!”

The five to six hundred meters went by in a blink, and soon they arrived at the foot of the office building.

Wang Hao looked up to see a huge sign hanging on the sixth floor–“Little Cui’s Screenwriting Class”!

Is this Little Cui’s rhythm of doing things?

That wasn’t so surprising, but when he looked around the office building, he was instantly dumbstruck…

“Holy shit! So many cars!” Wang Hao exclaimed, “This is almost like a car show!”

No wonder he was so surprised. At the Jinying entrance, on the wide plaza, there were easily a hundred luxury cars parked! BMW! Maserati! Lamborghini! Porsche! Ferrari!

A lot of young people were standing in front of their cars, holding big bouquets of roses, as if they were about to profess their love to a girl. What’s going on here?

“Yu,” Wang Hao pointed to the people around, “What’s happening?”

“You mean those holding flowers?” Yu Junpeng shrugged his shoulders, “They’re all Jiang Ruoyun’s suitors. Super enthusiastic!”

Jiang Ruoyun? A big star? What’s the background?

“That…” Wang Hao asked quietly, “Who is Jiang Ruoyun?”

“The daughter of the owner of Jinhua Tianhai Animation Technology Company, a student from Jinhua Film and Television Academy,” Yu Junpeng began to inform Wang Hao, “A super imposing princess. Not to mention she’s beautiful, but she’s also well-proportioned. What’s most awesome is she doesn’t like acting–instead, she loves writing screenplays!”

Wang Hao: “…”

Is this the legendary rich and beautiful girl?

Just as Wang Hao was getting curious, he suddenly heard a “vroom vroom vroom” roar of an engine, and turned his head out of curiosity. Then he saw a white Aston Martin One 77 charging straight in!