Xiao Hua stealthily reached out and touched the document.
As soon as she opened it, she was instantly absorbed.
No matter when you read this story, it has a captivating charm.
Unconsciously, she had already read half of it.
Only afterwards did she realize that this was a screenplay.
A screenplay adapted from a novel.
Although several years had passed, she still remembered the plot of 'Wind on the Clouds' very clearly. However, this script had made reasonable adaptations that fixed many of the bugs, making it logically consistent and making the story even more beautiful and emotional.
Ming Jing took a sip from her glass of water and glanced at Xiao Hua.
Xiao Hua asked anxiously, "Did you write this screenplay, Miss?"
Ming Jing smiled and said, "Yes."
"Ah...," Xiao Hua jumped with excitement: "Is 'Wind on the Clouds' being turned into a movie? And it's going to use your script, Miss, I'm so surprised and happy..."
This girl was like a crazy person, speaking gibberish.