Chapter 1 This man is not too cold

"Uncle."

"Um?"

"Is life always this painful? Or is it only like this when you were a kid?"

"How the hell do I know this? You are already a grown man. You need to learn to think independently."

"Ah? Shouldn't you say 'always'?"

"Why do I say this? Oh, did you peek at the script I wrote again? If you don't clean it up, you won't have a long memory, will you?"

"Because it's wonderful."

On a winter night, under the neon lights on the side of the road, two people, one large and one small, were squatting there. The older man was wearing a black coat that was somewhat outdated, with a light-colored shirt underneath, and his pants and shoes looked pretty good.

They are considered fashionable, but they look like they have the potential to go into the recycling bin.

Looking at the face alone, the man seems to be young. However, it is obvious that the messy beard has not been carefully cleaned for a long time, which slightly casts a layer of mist on the man's age. Although the face is quite carelessly groomed, but

With his exquisite facial features and graceful facial contours, he doesn't look very annoying.

The little girl's clothes look unusual. Although she has been washed several times and looks a bit lost her original luster, anyone who knows the goods can tell at a glance that the girl's outfit is almost all from big brands.

, two of them are even the kind that can no longer be found on the market.

As for the face, it is even more tidy. Although there is no makeup and the face is a little immature, but with just a casual glance, the brilliance of the face can occupy people's full attention and refresh people's minds.

The definition of beauty.

Thin snow continued to fall slowly, the soft light showed the outlines of different snowflakes again and again, and the two people, one big and one small, were also talking without a word.

"Uncle, since you've written the script, why don't you try to film it?" The squatting girl held her head with one hand, then looked sideways at Ye Che, who was chewing a cigarette butt out of boredom, and said, "I have a hunch.

, this kind of film will definitely be very popular in the West! Even in China, there will definitely be many people buying it!"

"What the hell is my money?" Ye Che rolled his eyes speechlessly, "The little money you earn from part-time work is not enough for you to eat, and you still go to make movies."

"Huh?! You eat twice as much as me, okay?" Su Mo, who felt that he had been wronged, protested with some dissatisfaction: "And uncle, you have to go out to restaurants all the time. It's no wonder you don't spend the money quickly."

"Why should I go to a restaurant?" Ye Che sighed sadly after hearing what Su Mo said. "Before I met you, I really didn't think that someone could cook so deliciously."

"You just learned it not long ago! It's understandable that the cooking is a little unpalatable, right?"

"Isn't that just a little bit unpalatable to you?!"

Giving Su Mo another roll of his eyes, Ye Che, who felt sad again, reached out to hold the cigarette in his mouth, and then exhaled a deep breath of white breath into the air.

Of course, this white gas is simply due to the cold weather and has nothing to do with tobacco.

After all, Ye Che didn't like smoking, he even hated it, so the cigarette in his mouth was just a decoration.

As for the reason why he still holds it in his mouth even though he doesn’t like it, it’s probably because the more disgusting something is, the easier it is for Ye Che to wake up?

Ye Che put the cigarette back into his mouth and looked up at the sky.

Speaking of which, as a serious time traveler, he has been in this world for almost a year.

As a result, I have been so successful that I can’t afford to eat and I have to go out to sing. What’s going on?

Speaking of which, Ye Che is not a waste. After all, in his previous life, as a middle-aged and artistic man, he had read countless works and had a few skills in many fields. After time traveling, the memories in his memory

Those things are even more clear, and none of the things in my memory exist in this familiar and unfamiliar world.

As for why he is still having such a miserable time carrying such a huge treasure trove, it is simple to say, it is just that he is too lazy to engage in any art.

Even when he first crossed over, Ye Che, dragging this new body with him, was still ready to die anywhere just like in his previous life. However, due to the emergence of some things and timely changes in his mentality, those bad thoughts were always

Was thrown into the trash can.

But now, Ye Che no longer thinks about death, and finally has some determination to live out the rest of his life.

Once a person wants to continue living, the first thing that comes before him is the issue of survival.

Although all kinds of social welfare in China in this world are quite good, and people's pressure is not that great, people like Ye Che, who will only work when he thinks about it, certainly have a tight life, and his expenses are a little

When I grow up, I will be like today, unable to even afford a bowl of noodles.

By the way, Ye Che did not inherit the memory of the original owner, but roughly got some information about the original owner from the surrounding living environment. Speaking of which, this guy not only looks similar to Ye Che, but also has a lot in common with him in life.

place.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a father or a mother, the key is, you are still damn poor!

grass!

Since he couldn't eat his old age, Ye Che was naturally ready to think of other ways. After so many days of thinking, Ye Che finally decided to engage in his old business, writing scripts and submitting manuscripts as a screenwriter.

Even sell some songs or something

With such a large treasure house, no matter how hard it is, you can still get along pretty well, and you can even realize some of your own ideals.

However, the script was newly written recently, and he hasn't had time to run around like a dog among the major film and television companies. In this life, Ye Che is not prepared to do the same, so he keeps it all in his own hands for the time being.

The most likely way to get money at the moment is probably from some novelist competition that I just participated in a few days ago?

But after all, it was just cast out not long ago, so it still can't change Ye Che's current living situation.

Logically speaking, there should be a reply soon, right?

Shaking his head and no longer thinking about these troublesome things, Ye Che sighed deeply and said: "Let's go there later. The flow of people is about the same. I hope I can at least make some money."

"Oh." Hearing this, the girl who looked like she was not over 18 years old expressed her doubts again, "But uncle, can you really sing? This broken guitar of yours was just bought from the second-hand market last month.

I haven’t seen any use from you after buying it? Let me tell you, uncle, you’d better sell your looks! It’s much more reliable than selling your singing!”

"Bullshit, I don't sell my art." Ye Che, who stretched out his hand and gave the pretty girl a brain-shattering look, said angrily: "It's up to you, just hurry up and go home to admit your mistake to your rich father.

, and then cheat some money to support me, a poor man."

"I don't want to. It's impossible to go back. It's impossible to go back in this life." The girl who heard what Ye Che said shook her head like a wave drum. "If I want to go back, I have to wait until the old man is dead. In this way, I can go back directly."

Wouldn't it be great to inherit the family property? Besides, the old man's health is not in good condition, but he still insists on marrying a young man. If the old man plows new land, who will die sooner if he doesn't?"

"You are still young and ignorant." Hearing this, Ye Che couldn't help but sigh, and then taught him earnestly: "It doesn't matter whether you are a father or not, money is king! What if your father goes back?

What should you do if you’ve already been ignored and forced to sign a will? You won’t get a cent from this!”

"So that's it, uncle!" Su Mo said as if he suddenly realized, "As expected of you!"

Not far from Ye Che, a passerby standing on the side of the road who seemed to be waiting for someone stopped lighting his cigarette, then looked at his companion with a slight trembling, and then whispered: "Although it is...

I urge you to go back, but is this really okay?"

"How the hell do I know." He lit up his cigarette with a slight trembling, and the man's companion looked at her nose and nose and said: "Miss seems to have a good impression of this person, why do we care about such nonsense?"

"Yes." Nodding, the man no longer took out the lighter, but directly came to his companion with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Fuck! What are you doing?"

"We are old partners. What's wrong with lighting up a cigarette mouth to mouth? What a fuss."

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