Since joining the program "Looking for That Singer", Zhang Yu has met a lot of weird contestants. Some of them are struggling in a foreign land with their stories, and some of them want to become famous and make a fortune through music...

Although I have met many people, it was the first time today that Zhang Yu, a middle-aged man in his late fifties, was shocked by just one sentence...

"Sickness is a place..." The more he thought about this metaphor, the more subtle he felt. Zhang Yu's eyes suddenly looked different when he looked at Ye Che. Even his sitting posture was straightened subconsciously.

"That's very well said. What an amazing attitude."

Speaking of which, when Zhang Yu was young, he was also a moderately artistic young man. He had read a lot of works and had some opinions of his own. It was precisely because of this that it was easier for him to be attracted by this paragraph.

The words moved me.

After sighing with emotion, Zhang Yu asked impatiently: "Then your current lifestyle should be very healthy, right? After all, you came out soon after you rang the doorbell today."

A street singer who struggled with the disease and then slowly reconciled with it, finally gained a new lease of life and faced the future positively!

In an instant, Zhang Yu had already thought of a rough copy to introduce the player Ye Che!

"I think he should be very healthy." Ye Che, who touched his chin and thought about what time he went to bed last night, smiled, "But it's not that I got up early, I didn't seem to sleep at all.

"

Everyone: "???"

Seeing the ghostly looks in the eyes of the program team, Ye Che explained in confusion: "Is it normal for young people of my age to stay up all night and work day and night?"

Everyone: "......"

That sounds like...a ghost?!

Didn’t you realize the meaning of life after suffering a serious illness?!

What kind of routine is this now?!

Also, is this serious about working day and night...

Several people in the program team exchanged vague glances. In the end, Zhang Yu ignored the risk of being harmed and coughed slightly before bravely asking: "Then what were you doing last night? You have been busy for so long.

"

"Of course I'm doing something that a man would like." Ye Che said with a smile that everyone understood.

Everyone: "......"

Ah, can this be said...

Just when the hearts of everyone on the program team jumped violently, they heard Ye Che continue to sigh: "It took me all night, but I finally finished writing it, so I don't have to stay up late."

Hmm? Finished writing? After hearing Ye Che's words, Fei couldn't help but look at his good friend, and when they looked at each other, they both saw the black lines and question marks on each other's faces.

Finished writing.......

"Ahem, are you a writer?" Zhang Yu, who felt that Ye Che seemed to have misunderstood things that all men like, raised his forehead.

Frankly speaking, Zhang Yu never thought that Ye Che was joking or saying it deliberately for the effect of the show, but this guy looked really serious...

It's as if every word he says is carefully considered before speaking. Coupled with that extremely deceptive face, people can't help but choose to believe him...

"It should be soon." In fact, Ye Che, who really had no intention of showing off, thought for a moment, then stood up and led Zhang Yu and the photographer to his study.

Although Ye Che did regard this door-to-door shooting as a very normal thing, but thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have a simple bet agreement with the very young manager. Although he had a certain degree of confidence that he could stay behind

The songs he sings will attract fans, but it’s not a bad thing to take advantage of this show to gain fans now.

What's more, this is also a medium-sized publicity opportunity...

"I submitted my manuscript to the novella essay contest of Huaxia Publishing House. Thanks to your kindness, the manuscript was finally approved and will be published soon. The name is "Metamorphosis". If you are interested, you can take a look then." Simple.

After talking about this matter in front of the camera, before everyone on the program team started to be surprised, the next second, the scene in Ye Che's study once again made everyone stop in surprise.

The room was basically full of books, and the only space left was covered with a lot of handwritten papers with very powerful handwriting. Some were crumpled into balls and thrown aside, and some were completely thrown away somewhere.

I don’t know whether it is a waste manuscript or a valuable text.

"There is no need to go into this room. There seems to be no place to start." After looking at the situation in the room, Ye Che shrugged and said to Zhang Yu behind him.

"Okay." Zhang Yu, who slowly recovered from his surprise, looked at the books on the three large bookshelves and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Have you read all the books on the bookshelf? This is at least necessary.

There are hundreds of copies, right?"

"I haven't read any of them."

"Is that really...?"

Zhang Yu, who was already accustomed to wanting to praise, was stunned for a moment, although he looked at Ye Che in surprise, "Not even one?"

"Yes." Ye Che nodded seriously, "It's ready to be put on the agenda."

This is indeed not a lie. Although the literature in this world has some similarities with the literature in Ye Che's memory, it is still very different when it comes to specific works. In other words, almost every book has a great influence on Ye Che.

They were all new books for Che. Although he had read some of them this year, the ones he had finished had already been piled in another room, so they would not be placed on the bookshelf to disrupt the order of his reading.

"That's really easy to learn..." Zhang Yu, who always felt that Ye Che was a bit unconventional, smiled helplessly, then took another look at the manuscript on the ground and said to Ye Che: "Then the writer is the one

In terms of identity, what do you want to say to our audience?”

Having said this, Zhang Yu consciously stepped aside, and then left all the shots to Ye Che, who was standing at the door of the study.

The entire shot has bookshelves and hundreds of books as the background, with manuscript papers on the floor as the background embellishment. Ye Che, who is standing in the middle, thinks for a moment and then looks towards the camera.

His eyes were so serious, as if he really wanted to look at every audience member through the camera.

Then, Ye Che said this.
Chapter completed!