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D*mn it! Was she a demon? Sure enough, she was a demon, right?   She could even play on that junk…   Qi Yan gritted her teeth, but just as she was about to voice her doubts, someone suddenly spoke up behind her.   “Miss Lu, your Louvre collector’s piano has arrived.”   “Huh?”   […]

Fine, let them see how awesome she was!   Qi Yan didn’t believe it. Lu An had been a sickly child since young, and had spent all her time studying Chinese medicine. Where would she have had the time to learn the piano?   Qi Yan wanted to see what kind of song Lu An

[D*mn, what’s going on with this Lu An? Is there something wrong with her?]   [Of course our Yan Yan’s song is an original composition. She first played it when she was ten years old. At that time, it became popular all over the Internet, and even gained recognition from piano masters. Is there something

The person in question was also a little embarrassed. She rubbed her nose lightly with a slightly plump hand. As the music began, Director Qiu immediately turned serious and started to dance.   She was already in her fifties, but her figure was still agile and light. She was like a purple swan, beautiful and

Lu An and Ye Minglan finally came up with the scripts before 4 pm.   Who would have thought that the two of them would hit it off so well, from their aesthetic tastes to their values. They simply regretted not meeting sooner!   When the scripts were done, the actors naturally started to get

On the other side, Lu An didn’t care at all as she focused on picking people.   In the screenwriter test between Ye Minglan and Wang Shu, Ye Minglan had a lot of ideas. She didn’t follow the book, yet was also familiar with the standard routines. She also had her own style, which was

Lu An was immediately relieved, and said immediately, “I don’t care why you didn’t come last week, or why you’re only showing up today. First, I have to say this: I have my standards when it comes to using people.   “Since you were selected by the production team, there must be something outstanding about

Lu An chuckled and didn’t think anything of it. She just asked, “So, Sister, you’re here to…”   “Hm, you’re short of a screenwriter, right? I just quit, and I’m very picky when it comes to finding a job!”   Big Sister Ye crossed her arms, her appearance haughty and extremely confident.   Lu An

On the other side, Lu An had just selected her team.   What was outrageous was that there was a total of 40 people who had slipped in like beans. 40!   That was seven more people than in the first round!   Lu An gave them a fair chance to demonstrate their skills. They

Fan Hui was dressed in a pure traditional Chinese outfit at the request of his elders. He looked like an elegant gentleman and was as gentle and refined as jade.   “Huh?”   Lu An was dumbfounded. So what if he hadn’t brought a gift? He didn’t owe her anything, so why would he do