I have a full-time hero system

Mu Ziliang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Liang Shuping has a good habit of posting a review every time he watches a movie.

Leaving aside the follow-up of the movie "The Believer", getting Liang Shuping's comment is not in vain.

After saying goodbye to the crew, Liang Shuping put away the posters and walked into the theater alone.

In the dim light, you can see the empty seats.

There are only six or seven people sitting in the rear corner.

Those are tired reporters, here to catch up on sleep.

In a small country, even movies are not popular, Liang Shuping is still very emotional.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was less than 08 minutes before the 30:10 broadcast.

Finally, when the lights in the theater went out, a few more people came.

As for whether he was serious about watching movies, Liang Shuping didn't know.

The screen lights up, and the movie is officially released.

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The busy streets are bustling with pedestrians.

The car horns that sound from time to time, the jingling bicycle bells...bring a touch of imperceptible temperature to this cold morning.

A woman in a beige trench coat was walking briskly.

She wore a ponytail and swayed as her body swayed.

Looking from behind, she seemed a bit decadent, her back was slightly bent, and her left and right shoulders were a little higher and the other lower.

She walks very fast, which shows that the rhythm of daily life is full of tension.

She stopped at the entrance of a building, surrounded by rows of mailboxes.

When she found her mailbox, she reached out and touched it.

There was a "click", and the mailbox lid flipped open unexpectedly.

Immediately, a thick package fell down, making a "dong" sound.

The girl's face paled slightly, the sudden movement obviously frightened her.

The pupils also contracted for a while, and the fingertips of the outstretched hand trembled slightly.

}

This is a long shot, from the appearance of the girl to the present, in one go.

Liang Shuping raised his eyebrows, he admitted that he underestimated the movie.

From the tone of the picture that appeared at the beginning, the overall movement, to the appearance of the girl and the falling of the package...

There aren't any superfluous shots, or fancy cuts.

Solid and airtight.

Including the girl on the screen, it was difficult for Liang Shuping to connect with the radiant Anjun outside.

A 17-year-old girl actually has such acting skills?

A director who is not in the entertainment industry has such an ability to hold a camera?

And the visuals, the music, the action...

Unlike any movie I've seen before.

Originally, Liang Shuping just came here to make fun of it for Mu Ziliang's sake.

By now, he really wanted to watch the movie.

In the end, the sound of the mailbox and the package was so sudden and harsh.

All of a sudden, all the attention in the entire theater was focused.

At the end, the reporters who were resting whispered to each other.

Then they all sat up straight.

Obviously this beginning completely attracted them.

The movie continues.

{

The girl stared blankly at the package, as if she was thinking about who would give herself such a thing.

Touching it with her fair fingers, she turned the package over.

The above address is a nearby small village - Wuzhen.

The sender's name, apparently, has no meaning to Mr. Somebody.

But the recipient wrote very clearly.

"Accepted by Ms. Tang Mu".

A little surprised, but not too surprised.

Tang Mu, who stabilized his mind, picked up the package and returned to his room.

She doesn't live alone, she lives with her grandma.

"Amu is back." The old woman who was knitting a sweater on a chair put down her sweater when she heard the movement, "Is the work going well?"

Tang Mu casually put the package on the table, and nodded routinely: "It went very well."

Grandma has limited mobility, so she can only do the simplest housework.

When Tang Mu returned home, he needed to cook, clean up and so on.

Back and forth in the room is her busy figure.

Grandma started knitting again: "The day of prayer is coming up this month, Ammu."

"Yes, I remember." Tang Mu paused for washing the vegetables.

Grandma is a faithful believer, and she never misses the prayer day every month.

"Amu," grandma chatted casually, "one cannot live without faith."

"Yes, grandma," Tang Mu smiled back, "I will also stick to my beliefs."

}

At this moment, everyone could see how perfunctory her smile was.

Liang Shuping let out a silent sigh.

An Jun is a girl beyond her imagination.

This acting skill is not inferior to those big names in the entertainment industry!

Chapter 347 Manuscripts

At this moment, in Liang Shuping's eyes, the character on the screen was no longer An Jun.

But a girl whose real life is quite unsatisfactory.

The movie goes on.

{

Tang Mu's parents died when they participated in archaeological operations in the early years, leaving her alone.

If it weren't for her grandma, maybe her childhood would have been spent in an orphanage.

Grandma is a devout believer.

God is the absolute light in her heart.

Unfortunately, this belief was not passed on to Tang Mu.

Listening to grandma's whispered prayer, her eyes fell on the family photos on the table.

The corner of the mouth curled up slightly: "So, where was the god at that time."

If there really were gods, her parents wouldn't have died.

This was the only thought she had when she was only five years old, looking at her parents' remains.

Tang Mu is an editor in charge of a publishing house.

Her work ability is average and she is not liked by her boss.

There are only a handful of writers who write books.

Not to mention, now something is wrong.

"Guo Ziming hasn't handed in manuscripts for a long time," the editor-in-chief called her to the office, "I don't answer my phone calls, and no one is at his house. If I don't hand in my manuscripts, when will his book be published?"

Guo Ziming, a best-selling author, is also the only one in Tang Mu's hand who can afford it.

There is no comparison with rushing to the street.

"Editor-in-chief, I will urge you as soon as possible." Tang Mu whispered.

"What I want is not verbal words," the editor-in-chief threw a letter in front of her, "You can read it."

This letter was opened and addressed to the editor-in-chief.

It was Guo Ziming who wrote the letter, in which he stated that he needed to find inspiration.

As for the first volume of the book, the manuscript has been sent to Tang Mu.

"You'd better implement it immediately." The editor-in-chief issued an order.

Tang Mu frowned, she couldn't remember when Guo Ziming gave her the manuscript.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered the package I received two days ago.

She hadn't had time to open it yet.

Realizing this, she was not in the slightest at work today.

Open Guo Ziming's micro circle casually, the text displayed in the last message is also very strange.

--Do you believe in miracles?

What the hell, Tang Mu couldn't help shaking his head.

After getting off work, she returned home a little tired.

Her exhaustion is the helpless loss of life and pessimism about her future.

In her twenties, she was already depressed.

She was not in the mood to eat, and returned to her room, her gaze fell on the package on the corner of the table.

After opening it, what I saw was a stack of papers.

On the top one, there are three large characters of "believers".

This is Guo Ziming's latest work.

The amount of paper seems to be a lot, but after flipping through it, Tang Mu discovered that there are actually not many words.

On some pieces of paper, there were only a few lines written sparsely.

Turning to the back, she scanned it, and obviously didn't write the ending.

This is an incomplete manuscript.

Tang Mu sorted out the manuscripts, and it was useless for her to take incomplete things.

The editor-in-chief wanted the whole book.

Therefore, the key issue is to find Guo Ziming.

The writer who went looking for inspiration.

Tang Mu noticed that the sending address on the package was a small town in a nearby city.