I Am the Emperor with My Acting Skills and Take Charge of the Entertainment World of Dynasty

——My first book, I finally meet you "The pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods." When the last punctuation point fell, I looked at the brightening morning light outside the window, and suddenly understood: those late nights at the desk writing, the confusion of overthrowing and starting over, and the stubbornness of fighting with words, turned out to be paving the way for this encounter. This book is not a gorgeous pearl, but a string of clumsy but sincere shells—— - It hides the first inquiry about the world: about the pain of growing up, the glimmer of ideals, and the folds of human nature; - It is engraved with a silent dialogue with oneself: those secrets that dare not be spoken, those cries that no one listens to, all find their home between the lines; - Reflecting the distant resonance with readers: If you smile knowingly or your eyes warm when you turn a certain page, it is our handshake across time and space. It may not be perfect, but it is real enough. Just like the staggering of a boy when he first learns to walk, it is the first step into the distance. I hope this book, with its original intention of ink-scented ink, can become a special presence on your bookshelf. (Let our story start from here.)