Bab 622: The Sculpting Master

Both the landscape and the man in it were worth painting.

Director Zhang paid no attention to the riot. He just kept pushing the camera forward to capture the perfect scene. It was a wonderful combination of emotion and reality.

Qin Guan's handsome looks, calm expression and smooth handwriting made him look very graceful. Suddenly, the handsome man started murmuring to himself.

The scene must be coming to an end. I'm so tired of raising my wrist to write. How long has it been now? Ten minutes? Fifteen? There is no spare space left on the bamboo slips. Shall I keep writing?

When Qin Guan's hands began to shake, Director Zhang stopped the camera.

"Well done, Qin Guan! Stay here. I have some good news for you."

Qin Guan agreed before he ran back to Sister Xue, who gave him a windcoat to put on.

Don't get sick, my boy. You have so much work during the next few days.

What a considerate agent!