Ye Linlang shrugged and explained, "I heard that tragedy is more memorable. Besides, the beginning is so sweet!"
"It's because the beginning is too sweet, and the end is so heartbreaking. When the male protagonist died, my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all ached."
The considerate Tong Jiaojiao did not ask Ye Linlang why she wrote novels under the pen name "Thanksgiving".
She heard from her grandfather that their family had originally prepared a check as medical treatment fee for her grandmother.
As a result, after finding out that grandma and Ye Yin were relatives, Ye Linlang returned the check through Uncle Guo.
With a large family living in Zijing City and servants, there are places to spend money everywhere.
Ye Linlang had to find ways to make money.
Her sister Linlang really... works so hard.
"Linlang, then you can use this novel to invest in my entertainment company."
"OK."
Ye Linlang immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter of authorization to Tong Jiaojiao.
Tong Jiaojiao signed the authorization letter, and the contract was officially established.
"Linlang, you don't have any actors you like?"
Ye Linlang thought for a moment and said, "No, but we can hold an audition for actors."
"What does audition mean?" Tong Jiaojiao asked.
Ye Linlang explained, "We're a newly opened company. If we were to make a new film, the expenses would be huge. Using already famous actors would result in relatively high salaries. We can select some ordinary people and have acting teachers teach them how to act."
Tong Jiaojiao listened attentively and nodded frequently.
"Linlang, you are so smart."
Sisters Ye Linlang and Ye Linlang were upstairs dreaming up a perfect vision for their own entertainment company.
But Ye Wusheng downstairs had a nightmare.
In his dream, Ye Wusheng seemed to have returned to the small town with green mountains and clear waters.
The white mist in the mountain stream in the early morning lingers on the mountainside like a ribbon in the hands of a fairy.
The brilliant morning glow shines through the thick clouds onto the top of the mountain.
The golden sunlight spreads all over the earth.
He sat on the back of a buffalo and looked into the distance.
He heard someone calling him, "Wusheng, go home for dinner."
He tied the buffalo to a big cypress tree and ran back home like the wind.
Everyone in town is talking about the big news that happened recently.
Ye Wusheng remained calm on the surface, but in his heart he was listening to this big news with his ears perked up.
Then, on an ordinary morning, he left home under the watchful eyes of his brother.
Smoke and blood.
War, foreign countries.
When he brushed shoulders with death every day, he missed home very much.
I miss my parents at home.
Missing my family at home.
Thinking about everything at home.
The more beautiful his hometown is, the harder he tries to protect everything in front of him.
At the moment of death, his head was buzzing.
There was only one thought in my mind.
I'm going to die.
I hope that those who come after me will do their utmost to protect our country and our home.
If, if there is an afterlife, I would still like to be my parents’ son.
Dad and Mom.
I miss you guys.
Ye Wusheng covered his chest and woke up from a nightmare.
No, not a nightmare actually.
But he finally remembered his past.
Ye Wusheng's handsome face was covered with tears.
He supported himself with his hands and sat in the wheelchair.
He couldn't wait to see his biological brother Ye Yunkai and tell him that he remembered everything.
My name is Ye Wusheng.
I'm not Li He.
elder brother.
I remember now.
I miss my parents.
I want to go home.
Brother, take me home.
Now, take me home.
There was a loud "bang".
Ye Wusheng fell onto the marble floor along with his wheelchair.
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