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Everyone knows that she is a talented screenwriter who emerged from nowhere. She used pen and ink to pay homage to her lost youth and wrote a grand BE. Every word of her story was filled with tears and made a sensation in the literary world. But no one knows that the story is her true past, and that she suffered from PTSD due to that past. She is trapped in a maze of declining memory. She cannot grasp the present and will eventually lose the past. He is the rising sun in the entertainment industry, bright and cheerful, with no trace of gloom in his smile. Just because she saw the indelible shadow of her old friend in him, she pushed him into that role against all odds. "This protagonist can only be him." A play written by her kicked off. She lives for stories and is so rigorous that she is almost paranoid, and every plot seems to be carving an old wound. He fell in love with her because at first he saw the shadow of another person in her eyes. That focused gaze made him unable to tell whether it was appreciation or the sadness of a substitute. During the day-to-day grind on the set, he used his light and heat to warm her frozen world clumsily and firmly. When the script came to an end and the play concluded, she suddenly discovered that the young man who once lived in the shadow of her old friend had already built a new memory palace for her with his unique love. And the tip of her pen also unknowingly shifted from the past tense full of regrets to every future with his participation. From then on, in each of her scripts, the male protagonist had only one name. They walked side by side and reached the peak together. It turns out that the most touching story is not to relive memories, but to write the rest of my life with you in a new chapter.

Zhou Zhou died while performing a mission. He traveled through ancient times and coincided with natural disasters, epidemics, and chaos in the government and the public. How could she, a modern person, starve to death? However, reality slapped her twice. Zhou Zhiguang is speed skating on his knees, just escaping from the famine, I am very adaptable! Farming is engraved in her genes, let's just wait and see if she finds a place far away from the emperor to build high walls, accumulate grain, slowly... And become king. In Lingnan, Zhou Zhou finally recruited the talents he needed, and education, medicine, farming, breeding and other aspects were on the right track. Just when she was about to enjoy life as a hands-off shopkeeper, she received news that the envoys of the new dynasty were visiting. I just want to farm well in my three-thirds of an acre of land. Who the hell wants to help me become emperor! ! !

After the Battle of Songhu, Shen Wangshu returned from the United States with an important mission - to hand over the radio key to comrades lurking in Shanghai and restore the intelligence network. Whoever wants to return to her hometown will be greeted by a broken family, lost contact with the organization, and surrounded by enemies and bandits. Shen Wangshu has no relatives and is forced to temporarily settle in Yun Ni Society, a Beijing opera troupe that was once famous in Shanghai. Are there any comrades or enemies around him? The intelligence rookie, under the noose of "cultural goodwill" carefully planned by the Japanese, was dormant in silence, trying to contact the organization and complete the task, while investigating the truth behind the family's death and looking for his missing brother. The hatred of the country and the family tempers the faith! In this pear orchard, singing red!

Don't ascend! Don't ascend! ! Don't ascend! ! ! The fairy world is a created nothingness. Come from nothingness and go away with true cultivation. We monks seek eternal life! When the peace of the immortal world is an illusion, the immortal is just an identity, and the immortals are all like flies and dogs... Immortals eat people! I will stay in the human world and break this world, the ultimate immortal!