He is currently studying in the Screenwriting Department of the X University Performance School. In his first year at the university, his scripts were spotted by well-known directors and he won the gold medal in the Newcomer Huabiao Screenwriting Competition that year.
Wan Qing still remembers the day of the award ceremony. On TV, the host asked him how he could be so talented in screenwriting, and Ning Junyu's answer.
"I have a very important friend who wants to learn acting, so I think I should become an excellent screenwriter. My wish is that in every story I write in the future, she can be the heroine.
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"I don't dare to accept the talent. I just hope to have a good start and prepare her for the future. Therefore, I am here for the Newcomer Huabiao Screenwriter Award!"
As she thought about it, Wan Qing raised a smile on her lips, like a mimosa with soft leaves.
When school starts in September, Ning Junyu will be his senior. With his care, his days at the X University Performance Academy suddenly become worth looking forward to.
After being in a daze for about twenty minutes, a burgundy Bentley parked at the west gate of the park. A handsome young man wearing a red plaid shirt got out of the car and ran towards the park with a worried look on his face.
Still looking around.
In the end, he didn't even care about the people coming and going in the park and started shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Wan Qing——"
"Wan Qing, where are you?"
"Wan Qing—Su Wan Qing—"
From a long distance, Su Wanqing heard Ning Junyu's call. She stood up and was about to wave in response, but she felt a little embarrassed when she saw so many people around her.
So, she had no choice but to run in the direction of Ning Junyu.
On a tree-lined path to the west of the park, Ning Junyu stood on the left side of the path. His anxious eyes immediately softened when he saw Su Wanqing, who was running out of breath.
His complexion is fair, his facial features are delicate with a touch of handsomeness, and he is handsome with a touch of gentleness. His temperament is very complex, with a touch of etherealness in addition to bookishness.
Ning Junyu's handsomeness is very unique, and you can quickly catch it in the vast sea of people with just one glance.
He took a few steps up, stretched out his hand to rub her messy hair, and said with a hint of complaint in his tone: "You are really worrying."
Su Wanqing lowered her head in embarrassment, enjoying the warmth of being touched on her head like a kitten, and murmured in a coquettish way: "Brother Junyu, I'm sorry."
She treats him as a sweetheart, a brother, and a best friend.
He regarded her as his childhood sweetheart, his sister, and his best friend.
"Tell me, Wan Qing, what's going on?" Ning Junyu's jaw is rounder and he looks very friendly. He has single eyelids and small eyes, but his eyes are very gentle. "Why did you run to Xihuan alone?
Coming on the way?"
The two of them walked side by side along the tree-lined path. The sunshine after the rain was very beautiful, with tiny rays of light shining in the silhouettes of the slender leaves.
Su Wanqing, who had always talked about everything about Ning Junyu, hesitated for the first time about what he was about to say.
How to speak?
Said that her mother beat her because of her lover Luo Mingxuan?
That Luo Mingxuan has been frivolous to him again and again?
My mother's lover is trying to get involved with me. It's such a shameful thing. Even Brother Junyu would feel disgusted and look down on himself...