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Chapter 84 Super Queen, Super Love (Please Subscribe)
Huh? Filming a movie?

Wanlong's glasses fell into his coffee cup with a clatter.

Hey, hey, hey, we've built up the atmosphere to this point, and this is the last thing you do? Why don't you just go to an internet cafe and get two computers?!
However, as an artist, Wanlong had an excellent imagination, and she quickly began to fantasize.

Wait a minute, if we were to collaborate on a movie, we'd have plenty of time to build relationships over time. With all that back and forth, it would be hard for our relationship not to develop!

Soon, the clever Wanlong thought she understood Mo Zhen's meaning, and excitedly said while supporting herself on the table with both hands.

"No problem! Such an excellent work absolutely deserves to be adapted into a movie. I'll contact the director right now to find investors and start the project preparation, aiming to begin filming before the end of the year!"

A woman in love is no better than Tang Long in her thinking. The moment that pretty boy in front of her opens his mouth, all the risk assessment and market research are thrown to the back of her mind.

Seeing Wanlong's firm decision, Mo Zhen said with a hint of shyness.

"Um... I have another favor to ask. Actually, besides being a writer, I also have considerable expertise in filmmaking, so... could I be the director of this film?"

"Eh?"

Wanlong was stunned for a moment. To use an amateur director on a Bollywood-level project like this was like drawing cards without any guarantee.

Such an unreasonable request...

I had no choice but to agree!

……

Kanto region, Golden City.

Naza stood by the window, her long, dark green hair gleaming mysteriously in the moonlight, her slender figure casting an elegant silhouette in the moonlight.

Her slender fingers gently stroked the phone screen, which displayed Mo Zhen's latest novel chapter.

"It's been another week since my last update."

She muttered to herself, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in her eyes. Though her voice was soft, it carried a barely perceptible sense of disappointment.

As a gym leader and a psychic, Sabrina is used to having everything under her control.

But this author, named Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen, always does things differently, updating her work at varying speeds.

Sometimes he wouldn't update for a week, and other times he'd release a dozen or so chapters at once, making her, a loyal reader, suffer greatly.

She put down her phone, her long legs moving with elegant steps towards the carefully decorated little space in the corner of the room.

The room features a comfortable bed, an elegant desk, and state-of-the-art computer equipment.

This was her secret world, unknown even to her closest relatives.

"If only I could make you my personal writer..."

Naz's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and she lightly licked her upper lip with the tip of her tongue.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her cheeks, and began to fantasize: using her superpowers to shrink Mo Zhen to the size of a doll, and then locking him in this little dark room she had carefully prepared for him...

Just thinking about that scene made her chest rise and fall slightly, and her breathing became rapid and intense.

"You don't need to worry about the trivialities of life. Just focus on writing. Write 10,000 words every day, and I'll give you my favorite reward. If you don't listen... I'll use my superpowers to make you behave, my writer."

Nazi imagined Mo Zhen trapped in a dark room, working day and night to create her favorite stories.

Thinking of this, a blush rose on her cheeks, and her breathing became more rapid.

"Hehe, this way you and your novel will belong to me forever..."

Suddenly, her Psychic-type Pokémon Alakazam appeared in the room, looking at her trainer with concern.

That yellow skin paired with that tense expression perfectly replicates the image of the sweaty little man from the movie "Yellow Beans," almost as if he's about to read those words aloud.

That's enough.

Naz realized that she had fallen into those unrealistic fantasies again.

She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slowly, regaining her usual aloof and elegant demeanor.

"It was just a joke, Alakazam." Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the silence of the night. The screen displayed the words "Boss Banmu".

The shrill ringing made Naz frown slightly, but she still answered the phone.

"Naza, my superpowered star, how have you been lately?"

A deep, magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Speak plainly, Itagaki. I don't like small talk."

Naz responded coldly, her fingers tapping lightly on the window frame.

A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"Hehe, as direct as ever. Alright, I have a new project that requires you to go to the Unova region."

Naz raised an eyebrow, her fingers lightly fiddling with the ends of her hair, her movements revealing her impatience.

"United Entertainment, making another movie? Sorry, I'm not interested right now."

Her voice was as cold as ice, as if she had already ended the topic.

But on the phone, Banmu's voice carried the unquestionable authority of a boss.

"Don't rush to refuse. The director of this movie is a newcomer. His name is something like Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen. I took a look at the script, and it seems to be adapted from his own novel. It's quite interesting and definitely worth investing in."

"Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen?!"

Naz's fingers suddenly stopped, and the coldness in her voice was replaced by a subtle, almost imperceptible fluctuation.

"Yes, his novel is called 'Battle Through the Spirits,' and I heard it's very popular on Qidian.com. Do you know this person?"

Naz's breathing quickened slightly, her chest rising and falling gently, but she quickly regained control of her emotions.

“I’ve only heard of it.”

She uttered the coldest words, yet the laptop on her desk displayed her account page on the online novel website, "Zhidu Novel Network."

The ID is 【Super Queen Super Love】, and the first author I follow is 【Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen】.

When will the project start?

"Naza asked, her voice regaining its calmness, but her fingertips trembled slightly."

The out-of-control superpowers left a shallow scratch on the table.

The boss was clearly surprised by her change in attitude.

"Tomorrow, we'll go to Bollywood in Liyong City to meet with the director and producers. So, you've accepted?"

"I will go."

Naz gave a brief answer.

Her voice was calm, but her eyes gleamed with undisguised anticipation, and the upturned corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than an AK firing.

"Send me the detailed information."

After hanging up the phone, Naz stood there, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen..."

Her fingers gently traced her lips, as if savoring the pronunciation of the name.

"Finally, I can meet you, my writer. I was once just your reader, but now... I will become the heroine in your story, and you, my dear writer, will become the hero in my story."

Naza muttered to herself, her fingers gently tracing the photos Sakaki had sent her on her notebook.

Her gaze softened and became infatuated, and a sweet yet dangerous smile appeared on her lips.

"You're even more handsome than I imagined, but that doesn't matter. What matters is your talent, your writing, and... you, who will soon belong entirely to me!"

(End of this chapter)