The night before their wedding, her fiancé ran off with his mistress. Out of frustration, she grabbed the man standing in front of the Civil Affairs Office, "President Mo, your bride has not arrived and my groom has run away...May I suggest we get married?" Before marriage, she said, "Even if we were to share the same bed, nothing would happen between us!" After marriage, he said, "If we don't try, how would we know?"
"She was an obsessed science fiction writer," Mo Ting replied guiltily.
"Then let's stick with that..." Tangning responded. "Since the writer chose that career for her, there must be a reason. Plus, didn't you tell me to treat the past as a form of experience?"
"Fine...I can't argue with you." In reality, whether her character was a military personnel or writer, it would have been equally interesting. But, the weakness of a writer added to the suspense. It was, after all, a disaster movie, if people didn't feel on edge, then the movie would fail miserably.
Actually, the thing Tangning was most comfortable with, was the fact that the entire production involved people she knew and trusted. Whether it was the producer or director, she was confident they were going to work well together.
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