"Now that the apprenticeship has ended," Jiang Ruoyun moved closer to Wang Hao, no more than half a foot away, and asked, "Little Master, are you really the screenwriter Wang Hao from 'Domestic Agent'?"
What do you want to do, huh? Brother doesn't fall for that!
"No way," Wang Hao replied casually, "You actually thought I was that Wang Hao?"
"I knew my luck couldn't be that good," Jiang Ruoyun was slightly disappointed, but she quickly recovered and laughed, "But it doesn't matter, at least you're quite skilled and lucky, so this lady isn't at a loss!"
"You country bumpkin," Wang Hao teased, "If you're disappointed, just say it. No need for excuses. But speaking of which, I really am that Wang Hao. Surprise, isn't it?"
"Psh, you're just trying to cheer me up." Jiang Ruoyun was even more skeptical now, "But it doesn't matter, since 'once a teacher, always a teacher!' I won't despise you!"
Wang Hao: "..."
Why does no one believe the truth when Brother Mao says it?