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Zhang Liguo was very surprised to see Han Molai. It stands to reason that there was no interaction, but he politely asked Han Mo to sit down on the sofa.

Zhang Liguo was still wondering, and before he had time to ask, the assistant director's phone call came again.

"How many? Well, send them all to me. Yes, now."

Deputy director Guan Hui said on the phone that he has found a lot of people who are related to literature except screenwriters who have hm in their names and have been recorded by the Copyright Association. He also found the authors of the online articles, although he does not know what to do with these names. , but he still tried his best to find it.

Guan Hui has followed Zhang Liguo for many years. He used to be a drama manager. After Zhang Liguo found out, he became an assistant director with him. Although he was always scolded, he knew that Director Zhang really wanted to teach him something.

When Zhang Liguo hung up the phone, it was like grass growing in his heart, but Han Mo was embarrassed to go through the emails on the computer immediately, so he could only sit with him with an embarrassed smile.

Han Mo didn't take the initiative to say why he came, and Zhang Liguo couldn't let the family leave immediately. The two of them couldn't help chatting for a while, "I don't know why Xiao Han came to me to teach you."

Zhang Liguo was much older than Han Mo, and without pretending to be polite, he called Xiao Han directly.

Han Mo smiled slightly, "I don't dare to give advice. In front of Director Zhang, how dare I say anything to teach me. I have heard Director Zhang's name for a long time, and I happened to pass by your place today to visit."

This sentence is too strange to pass by. Originally, Zhang Liguo thought that Han Mo had something to say quickly, and he was busy with other things, but when he passed by, he had a toothache.

Who knows when to go. Zhang Liguo was anxious and didn't want to wait any longer.

After being polite to Han Mo, he went to the computer again, and someone who had never contacted him suddenly said that he would come to see you someday, as long as normal people would not believe it.

Zhang Liguo guessed Han Mo's intention in his heart. In fact, the world of adults has never been very simple. When strangers approach for no reason, they will use you in addition to pitting you.

Zhang Liguo thought about it carefully, the only thing he has a little value now is the legend of the Red Concubine that is about to start shooting. Could it be that Han Mo wants to sing the theme song?

According to Han Mo's current reputation, there should be many large-scale film and television dramas that want him to compose and sing the theme song, so he doesn't have to come to the door to find him in person.

If it is not the theme song, it is to seek a role in the legend of Hongfei.

right,

This is very likely. Zhang Liguo thought to himself.

Han Mo has a very good image and is very popular now. Although he has no acting experience before, several important roles have long been selected, but it is more than enough to play a prince or a noble.

Zhang Liguo is also an old man. He guessed the intention of others in his heart, and he did not contradict it, so he would always agree.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liguo took the initiative to say, "The choice of the fourteenth prince in the legend of the red concubine has not been determined. I think your image and temperament are very suitable. I don't know if the schedule is suitable."

Zhang Liguo smiled, waiting for Han Mo's satisfactory answer, then the two of them made a preliminary confirmation, and then they talked to the agent, and the matter was settled. He mainly wanted to hurry up and find hm with all his heart.

Han Mo smiled, "Thank you Director Zhang for your love."

"It's easy to talk about." Zhang Liguo thought that he had guessed right. Han Mo was for the role. He had been in the circle for so many years and had already figured out the routine. circle development.

Zhang Liguo thought it was all over, and Han Mo should leave contented after getting the role.

But Han Mo didn't mean to leave at all. He pursed his lips and said, "The Legend of the Red Concubine is indeed a little more creative than the previous script, but it is not the best work."

Not great work? Zhang Liguo was a little stunned when he heard this.

It's not that he thinks The Legend of Concubine Hong is the best. Of course, there are other scripts that are better than this. For example, the opening in his mailbox is very good. It's only in the form of words. It's enough to make him feel it. But he can say this himself, Han Mo is here to ask for a character, and since he came to ask for a character, he still thinks that their script is not a good work, which makes people sound a little disturbed.

Zhang Liguo was very depressed. He had something in his heart, and Han Mo seemed to come to find fault on purpose. Zhang Liguo wanted to see off guests, and his eyes gradually moved from Han Mo to the computer screen, and he began to read the messages sent by the assistant director Guan Hui. The name of the person related to hm.

What he meant was obvious. This was seeing off guests silently. Anyway, he was polite, but he didn't want to take the initiative to talk to Han Mo.

"In the first year of Yongzheng, a seventeen-year-old girl participated in the draft. Standing in the empty courtyard of the Forbidden City, she could see an extremely clear sky. It was as blue as a jasper, without a single cloud. Occasionally, geese flew by in groups."

Zhang Liguo didn't look at Han Mo, and Han Mo didn't look at him either, just sitting on the sofa and talking to himself.

Zhang Liguo was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened subconsciously, and his mouth opened in surprise. His stunnedness was not because of how deep Han Mo's words were, but because of the depth of what Han Mo said.

"She originally had the idea of ​​​​charging up the number, but the emperor favored her wisdom, integrity and dignity"

When Zhang Liguo collided with Han Mo's eyes again, every line on his face was a little deep, and the corners of his eyes trembled fiercely. It can be said that you are so familiar that you don't need to open your mailbox to compare.

But how did Han Mo know that these contents were clearly lying in his mailbox. Could it be that the mysterious person not only sent them to himself, but also sent them to others.

Impossible, this is unscientific, why send it to Han Mo? He doesn't fit in with TV at all.

Zhang Liguo couldn't figure it out. He stared at Han Mo, but Han Mo's eyes were a little unpredictable. Han Mo continued to speak as if he was reciting the text silently. Instead of following the original text, he was more like telling a long story. .

Soon Han Mo talked about the end of that part of Zhang Liguo's mailbox.

Zhang Liguo swallowed his saliva and let himself tell the plot of the story independently. Although he had watched it three times, he could not retell it so well. Could it be that Han Mo had watched it more times than himself? No wonder Han Mo said that the legend of Hongfei is not The best script, indeed, people who have read this story will be attracted by it, and other harem texts will be boring.

Zhang Liguo smiled and wanted to ask Han Mo where he got this part of the script and if he knew who sent the story. If Han Mo knew, he would save a lot of time looking for someone.

Before he had time to speak, Han Mo's voice sounded again. He did not end at the end of the mailbox, but continued to talk about the follow-up plot that Zhang Liguo wanted to know very much, but was unable to obtain.

Zhang Liguo was completely stunned, the hand that had originally pressed the mouse slid, and the cursor on the screen rolled.

How can there be the next plot, does HM only give me a small part of the rest and take care of Han Mo? Zhang Liguo said in his heart.

Han Mo?

Han Mo!

As if thinking of something, Zhang Liguo suddenly looked at the computer screen, because he accidentally clicked the mouse just now, and the cursor randomly scrolled to the top of the page.

Zhang Liguo's pupils shrank suddenly, and a name was written on it, Han Mo.

hm

Zhang Liguo looked back at Han Mo in disbelief, "You, you are!"

Han Mo did not answer Zhang Liguo directly, but said calmly, "She is the Legend of Zhen Huan."

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