After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan sat in the living room, drinking tea and chatting with Chen Feifei.

"I heard that the short drama adapted from your novel has finished filming and is scheduled to be released in early June," Chen Feifei said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lan Yujuan's eyes widened in surprise.

"real?"

Chen Feifei nodded with a faint smile, "Yes, of course it's true!"

Then he asked, "By the way, would you like to try writing short dramas?"

"I know a screenwriter who runs his own scriptwriting studio specializing in short dramas. He has already produced many hit dramas that have grossed over a billion views, and he is currently recruiting."

"Her studio is also by the river, not far from your coffee shop."

"You have a solid foundation in writing and are able to focus on learning. You should definitely give it a try; you might be pleasantly surprised."

After hearing this, Lan Yujuan couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Sister, I'm just a small-time author, I don't even have a famous representative work yet."

"Can a creator like me really write screenplays?"

Chen Feifei raised an eyebrow slightly. "Why not?"

"You are perceptive, empathetic, and have a lot of stories in your mind."

"If you're interested, I can introduce you to this friend, and she can guide you through the basics."

"As for what kind of stories you can create after you've mastered the basics, that depends on your own talent!"

"Think about it, if you succeed, the story in your mind can be directly brought to the screen and seen by more viewers."

"Moreover, if a short drama is successful, the rewards far exceed what ordinary people can imagine."

Hearing what was said earlier, Lan Yujuan was still just madly excited.

When Lan Yujuan heard that the rewards for writing short dramas far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine, she immediately made a decision.

"Okay! I'll write it!"

After listening, Chen Feifei immediately patted her on the shoulder, her eyes full of admiration:

"That's wonderful! I like girls like you, so hardworking and ambitious!"

"Although our family isn't short of money."

"But often, money can reflect a person's value to society to some extent."

"When a person feels valuable to others and to society, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction they experience brings them a strong sense of happiness!"

Lan Yujuan nodded vigorously, completely agreeing.

Chen Feifei acted quickly, immediately picking up her phone and contacting her screenwriter friend.

A few minutes later, I sent them my WeChat contact.

After Lan Yujuan added the other person on WeChat, she felt her heart and hands trembling slightly with excitement.

She never imagined that the screenwriter Chen Feifei mentioned was actually a renowned teacher in the industry, and that the two of them were the same age, both 26.

However, the other person, at the age of 26, had already reached the pinnacle of the emerging short drama industry, while she had not even entered the field yet.

The two chatted briefly, and the other person said that he was on a business trip to a film and television city in another province and would not be back for about half a month.

The two agreed to meet and talk in detail when she returned in half a month.

Even after Lan Yujuan put down her phone, her heart was still pounding nervously.

She was surprised to find that she gained something extra every time she met Chen Feifei.

The other person wasn't like that; they simply gave her a gift.

Instead, after fully understanding her, we act as guides, providing her with good resources to help her grow better and faster.

"Thank you, sister!" Lan Yujuan said sincerely.

Chen Feifei took her hand, gently patted the back of her hand, and smiled:

"We're family, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Besides, if anyone should be thanking someone, it should be me thanking you!"

"If he hadn't met you, I don't know how much more worry he would have had!"

The two were holding hands and talking, unaware that Qin Shuyi had already come out of the room at some point.

He was standing not far away, staring blankly at the two holding hands.

"What were you two talking about just now?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lan Yujuan turned around in surprise.

A little girl in a school uniform, with a simple ponytail and red-rimmed eyes, stood not far away, staring intently at him like a lotus emerging from the water.

"It's you?" The little girl's voice trembled slightly, filled with grievance and resentment.

If it weren't for the familiar voice, Qin Shuyi, after removing her heavy makeup, would almost not have been recognized.

It was her!

It turns out that the girl she bumped into on the eighth floor stairwell on the day she went to find Qi Lei was actually Qin Shuyi!

Originally, Qin Shuyi was curious about her aunt-in-law, whom she had never met before.

Looking at Lan Yujuan now, all that remained in his eyes was anger:

"I knew it! How did my uncle find me so quickly?"

"So, it was you who betrayed me!"