Director Liu sighed. "This is already more than good enough. You've only put out one movie script, but with just that single one, you've already taken home the top prize. You've been a top-tier screenwriter in the industry for a while now."
"If you were a master of everything else too, would you even let anyone else make a living?"
Tan You thought about it and agreed. "You're right. I guess I'm doing alright, huh?"
"Alright? It's more than alright! It's fantastic," Old Zhou laid on the flattery. "Director Tang, you're just too modest. Look at those people who win minor awards—they all walk around with their noses in the air. Who among them is like you? So low-key all the time? Not flashy at all."
"Let's forget about being flashy. I still think it's better to be a little modest." Tan You politely declined the praise. "By the way, can Ye Qian sing? Can she read sheet music?"
