"Lao Li, Lao Li?" Jiang Dafeng walked closer. "What are you doing?"
Old Li was interrupted and slammed the table in anger, shouting, "Go away! Didn't I tell you? You are not allowed to interrupt me."
The others looked at each other.
"Teacher Jiang, look, that's it."
Jiang Dafeng felt strange and nodded to look. The letter was covered in Lao Li's sloppy handwriting, clearly written too quickly. Many of the characters required careful deciphering. But somehow, Jiang Dafeng was completely absorbed in reading it.
The more I read, the more interested I become.
He stood behind Lao Li, without moving for a long time, and his head was getting closer and closer.
The clerk covered his mouth and grumbled to his assistant, "It's over! Another one has gone berserk."
In this way, one wrote, the other read. Jiang Dafeng even took the letter paper that Lao Li had already written and read it page by page. No one dared to interrupt. After more than an hour, Lao Li finally put down his pen.
It turned out that the pen had run out of ink, and the story had just been finished.
"Huh!" Old Li let out a breath, his eyes shining with excitement. He looked at his dream lover excitedly and crazily, muttering to himself.
"Okay, it's finally done."
"Old Li, you went a whole day and night without eating or sleeping just to write a script?" Jiang Dafeng's eyes were complicated. "But it's well written. This script has great potential and the core idea is also very good."
He watched for a long time and had a general idea of the story.
"You want to make a movie? Why haven't I heard you mention that before?"
"This is written for Xiaobai."
"noob?"
"Yes!" Old Li suddenly stood up. Because he had been sitting for a long time, his vision became dizzy and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Jiang Dafeng helped him in time.
"Dafeng, do you know? Xiaobai is Wanwan's daughter. She...she is the little girl from back then. I never expected it. I'm so happy. The little baby, so tiny when she was born, has grown into a big girl."
Jiang Dafeng was struck by lightning and didn't react for a long time.
Old Li was still dancing with joy. "There were rumors before, saying Wanwan and Xiaobai couldn't survive the famine and had starved to death long ago. It was so convincing that I was heartbroken for a long time. I ran to ask Hu Meizhen, and she swore it was true, so I gave up. But unexpectedly, there was a silver lining, and Wanwan and Xiaobai are both fine."
Jiang Dafeng finally realized what was going on, but he wasn't as excited as Lao Li. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said grimly, "Hu Meizhen didn't tell the truth. Maybe she started the rumor."
Old Li gritted his teeth and blamed himself: "We are too honest."
"It's not that we're too honest, it's that others are too mean." Jiang Dafeng gently stroked the letter, as if caressing something dear, but his eyes gave people a creepy feeling. "Hu Meizhen should have known that Wanwan was back a long time ago."
"So what about Xiaobai? Was it her doing behind the scenes?"
"Who knows!" Jiang Dafeng sneered. "She is now the daughter-in-law of a deceased historian and a virtuous wife and mother admired by everyone. Wanwan is an unfilial daughter who angered her own parents to death. Whatever she says is true, and no one will believe Wanwan."
"I want to meet Xiaobai." Jiang Dafeng put down the letter in his hand and said in a firm tone.
When I think about the girl who came for the interview with great anticipation, was driven away at the front desk, and had to go upstairs with the help of Pan Yue's introduction, it turned out that she was Wanwan's daughter.
She was born with the sin of killing her grandparents. She was regarded as his own daughter and he vowed never to marry for the sake of Wanwan and Xiaobai.
He felt heartbroken.
He actually didn't recognize Xiaobai the first time he came.
What’s even more outrageous is that Xiaobai is so talented and gifted, but the opportunities that should have belonged to her were cut off by someone.
But he couldn't do anything.
For the first time in his life, Jiang Dafeng's pride and unwavering determination were shaken.
Maybe the assistant was right. You should bow your head when you should bow your head, and ask for help when you should ask for help.
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