Excuse Me, I Am The Real Female Lead

Chapter 275: Invited a Scriptwriter

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You want to hire me to be a scriptwriter?”

In the small rented room, Hu Bei sat shyly across from Fang Mo’er and carefully handed her a glass of water.

The furniture in the living space was very simple and crude. Hu Bei suddenly felt as if he was being neglectful of the female celebrity in front of him.

What was even more unexpected to Hu Bei was that she had actually invited him to be a scriptwriter?

“But I’m not famous at all, and I haven’t even officially studied to be a screenwriter.”

Originally, Hu Bei had wanted to enroll in a screenwriting course, but because his family was poor, he had chosen to work for a year before attempting to apply for university the following year.

“Haven’t you studied it on your own? Just treat it as practice. I can provide you with a platform. You just need to focus on writing.”

Fang Mo’er took a sip of tea and smiled at him.

She was also surprised that the person who was capable of adapting the Hua Mulan story into a script that would become a classic work was such a shy and unconfident young boy.

In the book, Hua Mulan had originally written the script around this time. However, after two years of neglect, Hu Bei had already given up on his dream by the time someone had bought the script and made it a hit. He had never taken the screenwriting course. Instead, he had become an ordinary worker. The saddest thing in life was that even though he had talent, it was only discovered after it had been buried.

And now, Fang Mo’er wanted to let the other party’s talent be discovered in advance.

It could be said that Fang Mo’er would be Hu Bei’s patron, a person who could change his life.

Hu Bei had not expected that she would have investigated him and even known that he had taught himself to be a screenwriter.

“But, I haven’t completed my work yet.” Hu Bei’s eyes flashed with uneasiness.

He felt that she must have made a mistake. “The only piece of work I have on the Internet is only a half-finished product from half a year ago, and it has been rated very low.”

Not only was it rated very lowly, but it had also been criticized as being useless.

Although during this time, Hu Bei had readjusted his mindset and planned to create another work, Hua Mulan, he was not confident at all.

Fang Mo’er saw that a lot of information about Hua Mulan had been placed on the corner of the table.

It was obvious that he was already working hard to prepare this work.

Fang Mo’er was willing to take a gamble.

Without saying anything, she took out a card and placed it on the table. “No matter what the outcome of your work is this time, I will buy it. This is the deposit, 500,000 yuan.”

Hu Bei looked at Fang Mo’er in shock.

She had not even seen his work, yet she had already given him the deposit and even offered such a high price.

“This...” Hu Bei felt his heart beat faster.

“When you finish your work, I’ll ultimately buy it for 3 million yuan.” Fang Mo’er knew that the value of this work was several times higher than this amount of money. Thus, to her, she already profiting from it.

However, Hu Bei gulped.

Three million? To buy a script written by an amateur screenwriter?

This person in front of him was even more confident than himself.

To be honest, Hu Bei was very moved.

He had come out to work just to earn money so that he could go to university and study screenwriting.

Even with this five hundred thousand down payment, it would be enough for him to live at the university.

“Why do you trust me so much?” Hu Bei had hesitated for a moment, but he still voiced out the doubts in his heart.

Fang Mo’er raised her eyebrows. “It’s because you’re confident enough. I happen to be planning to film Hua Mulan and since you’ve dared to take on the challenge of adapting this classic work, I decided to come.”

Hu Bei only thought that Fang Mo’er had discovered him on the Internet.

Indeed, in the entire scriptwriting industry, no one dared to take on the challenge of adapting the story of Hua Mulan into a script.

Only a newborn calf like him was not afraid of tigers. He actually dared to adapt it without being fully prepared.

Although Hu Bei’s last script had failed, deep down, he felt that the ideas in his heart were enough to support the work.

So he had decided to do it.

He would not turn back until he had hit a wall.

“Okay.” Hu Bei took a deep breath and said, “Based on your trust in me, I only need this deposit. We can sign the contract now.”

He actually felt that three million was too extravagant for him.

Without saying anything, Fang Mo’er took out the contract.

Hu Bei then saw Fang Mo’er write down the entire sum of three million.

After she had finished writing and signed her name, Fang Mo’er pushed the contract over.

Hu Bei looked at her in surprise.

“I have a request,” Fang Mo’er said.