Chapter 778: Really Want to be a Descendant of Mr. Bai

Bai Chuwei was admiring the winter scenery of the Imperial Capital from the balcony when she heard some movement in the scriptwriter's room and turned around, walking inside with a smile.

Inside, there was a large long table around which a group of assistants sprawled in their seats like salted fish, their faces blank, as if they were savoring something.

Upon seeing Bai Chuwei enter, they all became excited in unison.

A famous scriptwriter known for his venomous tongue exclaimed in admiration, "Mr. Bai's posthumous work is indeed remarkable, the level of plot design is beyond my reach!"

Clutching the photocopy in her hands, Liu Yuyou felt a mix of reverence and sadness; after reading the latest three chapters, she was suddenly struck by a feeling she might never attain in her lifetime.

After all, to a large extent, literature relies on talent.

The literary talent of Mr. Bai was like a gift from the heavens; she could never match up in her lifetime.