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I'm not a genius

"Of course I want to make a big splash, but what can I do? No matter what I do, I am labeled as Xue Ranwen's son. [ ] Everyone has a young work, and others are highly praised, and I

I must compare myself with my dad, and I am useless. My dad has been a director for decades. How long has it been? I am not a genius."

His amber-like pupils appeared faintly behind the rising smoke. What kind of look was that?

negative?

Disdain?

Even...

World-weary...

He had already given up on himself, but Ye Ayen still saw the helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't be so unconfident," Ye Ayen patted his shoulder, his eyes clear as water. "I've seen the short drama you shot, and the shooting angle was very clever, especially in the end I found that the world they criticized did not exist at all.

This is refreshing. You are very creative, just lacking great scripts and good actors, and most importantly, luck."

Xue Huaixi was slightly stunned and turned his head to look at Ye Yanine.

He never thought that she had actually watched the short drama he filmed. She did not want to compliment him, but indeed knew him better than others.

Obviously, her brain has more content than those jealous women.

"If you persist, you will succeed one day, but you give up when you don't do anything. Do you think people who don't buy lottery tickets may win five million? Your father's light is really too

It is dazzling, so it becomes your shadow, but if you think about it in another direction, your father is not your obstacle, but your shortcut to success. No matter what you do, it will be caught by the media and spread quickly, saving expensive publicity costs.

Isn't this good?"

Ye Ayin's words made Xue Huaixi's heart turn upside down.

Why has he never thought so before, why has he always trapped himself in a narrow grid?

He clearly came out with just one step, but he was afraid of the light and shadow that did not exist at all, and let the monsters in his heart gradually swallow him.

The cigarette between his fingers was getting shorter and shorter, and when he was about to burn his fingers, Xue Huaixi suddenly came to his senses. He pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, glanced at Ye Yiyin with a smile, and his eyes returned to his initial injustice:
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