Because the script he wrote was questioned, Su Ying was so angry that she puffed up her cheeks, "You are a general, it doesn't mean you are a general."

Yao Ye didn't understand what she said, so he complained, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm a script! A script! Do you know what script means? It's artistic creation! It has nothing to do with your ideas."

Feeling that his language expression skills were not very good, Su Ying hurriedly asked Xia Sijing for help, "Xia Sijing, tell him that actors can only act according to the script, and they don't need to have their own ideas."

Xia Sijing smiled and explained to Yao Ye: "Because the content of the song is a tragedy, you are the male protagonist of this song, and the ending must be tragic."

"I am the male protagonist?" Yao Ye didn't believe it, "Is the male protagonist the one who married the princess?"

"You listen to the lyrics, 'Your wedding dress burned the world like fire, and from then on, the setting sun was burning my heart like cinnabar', this 'I' is obviously a general.

So the whole story is viewed from the general's perspective, and the general is the absolute male protagonist.

As for the prince who is married to the foreign country, he should be a villain in this story."

The character she was told was the male lead in the story, and Yao Ye was really helpful. He accepted it half of his emotions and his emotions eased a lot.

Su Xingchen on the side thought: Xia Sijing is so powerful. He immediately caught Yao Ye's mind and knew what to say to him the most.

No wonder Kexi always has a "little persimmon" in his mouth and likes to talk to him because Xia Sijing is indeed very emotionally literate, and what he says always makes everyone around him feel very comfortable.

Yao Ye is just the opposite. He speaks like a thorny person, and one sentence can make everyone angry.

but……

It's very strange. He clearly didn't listen to his words, but it was unexpectedly not annoying. Maybe because he didn't deliberately cover up his words and deeds, giving people a sense of authenticity?

"Although the tone of the story is a tragedy, I still don't understand why a general is so cowardly and gives up the person he likes?"

Xia Sijing explained, "In ancient times, marriage was for the sake of national stability and for the people not to suffer from war. The reason why the general and the princess did not elope was that they sacrificed themselves for the sake of the people of the country."

"I can't understand."

Yao Ye felt that he would never sacrifice for anyone.

On the weekend, Mucheng personally went to Yao Ye's uncle's house and found Yao Ye. He was very happy to learn that he was going to school to rehearse the show with Kexi in the afternoon. "It seems that your relationship with Kexi is getting better and better."

Yao Ye muttered casually, "No matter how good it is, it is not as good as Xia Sijing. No matter what he says, Shi Xi feels it is very powerful."

"What did he say to Kesi?"

"Just explain the script. Maybe because he has been filming since he was a child, he always speaks very well. Unlike me, he doesn't know anything."

He mentioned his role as a general and complained: "I don't understand why I sacrifice myself for others? Only fools will do this! I actually want to play a fool."

When the little boy was making noise alone, Mu Cheng seemed to have thought of something and fell into silence.

"Hey, old man!" Yao Ye pushed Mucheng, "What are you doing? Why are you stunned?"

"Nothing, I just thought of something that happened a long time ago."

Seeing that Mu Cheng was old and had a hint of sorrow in his slightly cloudy eyes, Yao Ye asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"You want to know?"

"I don't want to know, but it seems that you have thought of something unhappy, so I just want you to say it."

Yao Ye coughed awkwardly and continued, "Well, my mother tells people about unhappy things, don't keep them in your heart, and then you won't be so unhappy."

Mu Cheng sighed long, "Oh, there are some things... that cannot be told to others."

"Why?" Yao Ye was puzzled, "If you don't want to tell me, you can tell your daughter."

After saying that, when he saw the old man smiling without saying a word, he looked full of thoughts, the little boy was puzzled, "Can't even Mu Kexi say it?"

Mu Cheng did not answer his question, and took a cane and took a two-step back, slowly sitting on the chair behind him.

Seeing that his feet were not flexible, Yao Ye was afraid that he would fall accidentally, so he hurriedly ran up to help him.

After sitting quietly for a while, Mu Cheng spoke slowly and said: "I used to adopt a little boy...

That child is like you, with a very lively personality, but he doesn't understand the rules, he is neither big nor small, and he always talks back to me, not afraid of me at all."

When Yao Ye heard this, he was unhappy, "Old man, are you cursing me in a different way?"

"It's just telling the truth."

"And what?" Yao Ye guessed, "Is it because that little boy makes you hate, you don't want him anymore? Otherwise, why haven't I heard Kexi say that she has an older brother?"

Mu Cheng smiled and shook his head, "How could I hate him? He made my granddaughter laugh so happily every day. I like him too late. I think that as long as he is here, my granddaughter's illness may be cured."

"granddaughter?"

"Yeah, granddaughter...

Very cute, as cute as Kossi.

It’s a pity that I have a serious heart disease as soon as I was born. I was out of breath after walking a few more steps and could not go out to play like other children.”

Yao Ye couldn't help but feel sad when he heard this, "Your granddaughter is so pitiful. You can't run or jump."

"Yes, I feel sorry for this granddaughter and I am determined to cure her illness, but unfortunately, I tried all the methods and didn't work."

Yao Ye asked: "What about it later?"

"later?"

Mu Cheng seemed to have thought of something very sad, "Later, my poor granddaughter left. After she passed away, my son's heart also died, and he wanted to die again and again."

Yao Ye was surprised and sympathetic, and sighed: "I never thought that old man... Grandpa, you have experienced such a sad thing. By the way, your son is too unfilial. You are still alive. How could he always think about dying?"

"A man has no hope, just like his soul is pulled away, only a body is left, and there is only pain left when he is alive."

Mu Cheng thought of snatching Mu Kamwu from the Gate of Ghost again and again, and he always sent a bunch of people to stare at him every day, afraid that he would jump off the building and cut his wrists...

He will never forget that such a tall man lies quietly in the cold water with his eyes closed, surrounded by red blood.

People can shed so much blood.

"Awu, I can resurrect Kexi," he sent him to the hospital and stared at his empty eyes and said, "Don't you want to see Kexi again? If you die, you will never see your daughter!"

Mu Kamwu's eyes gradually regained their anger, "Resurrection?"

He grabbed Mu Cheng's hand tightly, as if he was holding a life-saving straw to survive, "Dad, can you really resurrect my Kossi?"

"Yes! And I promise you that I will make her healthier and stronger than all children, and no longer have to stay in the house and live in the hospital bed like before.

Awu, you have to live well to see Kexi running and jumping outdoors, looking happy."
Chapter completed!