I Became a Hit After Returning at Full Level Chapter 900

Chapter 900 We can't forget

"I begged my grandfather to lend the old house to you, and signed a contract with the show team in black and white. We must write the story of our ancestors into the scripts of your guests."

Ye Wanxi was stunned, and turned her head subconsciously to look at Feng Tianyu, didn't Senior Brother say that he was talking to the show crew? How could this be the credit for this little girl's film?

Moreover, this little girl used to be called Big Brother Yu, so is it possible...

Without waiting for Ye Wanxi's brain hole to open up, she made up her mind that the young lady from a family had a crush on a childhood sweetheart who already had a girlfriend. Rao Shi was unwilling. The little girl said crisply: "sister-in-law, you don't need to look at brother Yu, it has nothing to do with him."

"Sister-in-law...sister?" Ye Wanxi's thoughts came to an abrupt end, and she didn't know whether to mind if the other party called her senior brother so close, or if she was shocked by the other party's familiar name.

"Yes, aren't you brother Yu's girlfriend? I'll call you sister-in-law, right?"

Yang Xiaole spoke righteously. Big Brother Yang's mouth twitched slightly, so he couldn't help but patted her and taught her a lesson: “Yang Xiaole, how many times have I said that, girls should be reserved, don't always make such a fuss, what should I do if I scare people?”

"Oh." Yang Xiaole touched the place where he was photographed, pouted, and cursed inwardly, "Old and old-fashioned."

Brother Yang: "...I heard it."

Ye Wanxi: "Pfft..."

Yang Xiaole was dissatisfied and dissatisfied, and he was still a little cowardly towards this eldest brother, so he stopped murmuring immediately, cleared his throat, and went straight to the topic: "I know that our family really has the suspicion of boasting for this request, the ancestors are excellent, theirs There is no doubt about the precious spirit. And if you want to come to people like them, you will not want future generations to pull their banners and do some things to gain fame."

Yang Xiaole paused when he said this: "The reason why I made this request is just because I can't get angry."

"Can't get enough?"

"Ok."

When Gu Shaoling and others heard this, they thought that young girls in adolescence love to compare, maybe they were stimulated by their peers, and only then did they come up with one.

But after listening to her, I realized that this is not the case at all.

It wasn't the peers around her that irritated her, but some keyboard warriors and brainless fans on the Internet.

"I don't discriminate against star chasing people, and I know that many people who like stars are rational, don't act like demons, and shouldn't overturn a boatload of people with one shot. But some people are really chasing stars and have lost their minds, knowing that the other party is wrong Yes, knowing that the other party has a problem with their character and position, they can ignore everything for the sake of their face, they will die or live, and even slander those heroes who have given everything for their today."

When Yang Xiaole was born, her parents were in their prime, and they were all busy with their careers. She was brought up by her grandparents.

She has a very good relationship with her grandfather. Since she was a child, she likes to listen to her grandfather's stories about her ancestors, and pass on the past that only their family can pass down from generation to generation.

What Yang Xiaole admires most is her grandmother, the fourth grandmother of her family. In that era of war, a girl who never married, carried a camera and traveled south and north.

Where there are wars for others, people flee. She flees wherever there is war.

She brushed shoulders with death countless times, but left behind the most true and accurate information at that time, letting many people know what happened in this homeland.

Because of what his grandfather told, Yang Xiaole always regarded his ancestors as heroes, thinking that when he grows up, he will work hard to make himself excellent, and strive to be like his ancestors.

guard this land for them, guard the people on this land.

But when she grows up, she realizes that the former hero has been forgotten, even slandered and abused in the long river of time and the hotbed that many people enjoy.

"What I want to do is not to bring much honor to our family, but to awaken the memory of some people with a little conscience of that era. It is up to our family to think of those who exchanged their lives for peace by donating blood, but they will always fall at dawn. People before. They may have left their names, or they may not even have names, and they don't care if they have a name behind them, but we can't forget it.”

Everyone at the scene was shocked by Yang Xiaole's words.

Are they happy now? Compared with the era when they could not eat enough, wear warm clothes, or even lose their lives at any time, they were no longer happier.

But if it wasn't for today's episode, would they be willing to learn about that era and those who left bloodstains in the long history?

The answer is undoubtedly yes, people have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Compared with those not-so-good memories, more people hope that what they see is good and have no regrets.

But is this really good? In times of peace, why don't people now understand what people in the past knew?

The most terrible thing is that if you don't understand it, forget about it, and you blindly follow the perpetrators to deny the past and speak on behalf of the perpetrators, as if you are a group with them, and those who are persecuted are not their ancestors.

I don't know if the ancestors of these people knew, and would climb out and kill these unworthy descendants.

"Since that's the case, let the screenwriter rewrite it."

"Me?" The screenwriter brother was suddenly named, and pointed at himself with a confused expression, "Write...what?"

"Write the facts. You were here just now. You should know exactly what happened at that time. Just write the facts."

Ye Wanxi said and glanced at the guests present: "Don't forget the purpose of our coming here this time, and each other's identities."

Zhao Yuner is a professional actor who has acted in many big-screen works, her eyes lit up when she heard Ye Wanxi's words: "Miss Ye, do you want us to show everything that happened at that time?"

"Hmm." Most of the people present were actors, not to mention their acting skills, they have all seen people's memories immersive.

If you can't even imitate this, then you should stop eating this bowl of rice as soon as possible.

Ye Wanxi touched her lips up and down, but the screenwriter wanted to cry: "Writing now, how can there be time?"

It has been so noisy for so long, and the sky is almost dawn. Unless the program group does not broadcast live, and directly edits the subsequent content into one episode, and then puts it on the Internet later, how can it be in time?

Isn't this embarrassing a young bald overtime dog?

"Also, we don't have enough information on hand. The memories we just read after the war are limited to the perspective of the Yang family's big house. We don't know about other people's situations, so we can't just make up them. That way the characters are too thin and can't stand up."

Yang Xiaole's heart moved when he heard the conversation of several people, and he took the initiative to lean forward and asked, "When are you going to start filming again?"

(end of this chapter)

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