second benefactor

After a late dinner, the two of them nestled on the sofa to watch a variety show. There was a familiar face on the variety show. It was Gu Zijin, Wei Yutian's new wife.

Tan Sheng picked up the remote control to change the channel, but Ye Ziyou stopped him: "Just watch this."

Tan Sheng curled his lips: "I don't mind looking at you."

Ye Ziyou said: "No, this variety show is quite funny."

...Tan Sheng felt that Ye Ziyou didn't get his point at all.

But Ye Ziyou, who didn't get what he ordered, suddenly asked at the end of the variety show, "Do you need a lot of money for filming?"

Tan Sheng didn't know why: "Yes."

Ye Ziyou said: "You don't go to film now, is it because you don't have money?"

"Nonsense, I have sneaked out of the house, where the money came from, I was forced to—"

"Let me invest for you." Ye Ziyou interrupted him with a calm tone, unaware that he had already dropped a heavy bomb in Tan Sheng's heart.

Tan Sheng's mouth opened very quickly, and he looked at Ye Ziyou in a daze, before he spoke for a long while: "You... you must be in love with me, right?"

Ye Ziyou frowned, looked at Tan Sheng strangely, and said very honestly: "I don't mean that, I just think that since you want to realize your dream, I also have this condition to help you, there is nothing I can't help."

Tan Sheng took a deep breath, his face turned red for some reason, he touched his ears, and after a while he said, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar? What if I cheated you of all your money?"

Ye Ziyou thought for a while, and said, "It's okay, the more you use my money, the happier I am." He paused, and then added, "I have a lot of money, and I can't spend it all by myself."

Ye Ziyou's identity instantly cast a layer of mystery in Tan Sheng's eyes.

At the same time, Tan Sheng was even more curious about why Ye Ziyou was so rich since he was so rich, and he kept a small notebook to write it down all day long. As a result of his curiosity, Tan Sheng couldn't help asking.

Ye Ziyou looked at him strangely, and asked, "Do you have no hobbies?"

Tan Sheng: "My hobbies are not so...strange..."

Ye Ziyou thought for a while and said: "But I really enjoy the feeling of money getting smaller and smaller, especially when it is reflected in numbers. When the number is very large, I can't enjoy the feeling of using money at all. The feeling of money, when I write it down, it will add up to the money used, and this number is accumulated bit by bit, so that there is that feeling of using money!"

Tan Sheng thought for a while before he realized that Ye Ziyou was showing off his wealth invisibly, and someone who was too poor to speak frowned and said, "You will be beaten when you talk to others like this."

Ye Ziyou said: "You are not someone else."

Tan Sheng's heart skipped half a beat so suddenly, he quickly raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Ziyou, then lowered his head, coughed dryly several times, and said, "You don't really like me, do you? Let me tell you, I'm straight..."

Tan Sheng said that he didn't hear any movement for a long time, and then he raised his head, and was embarrassed to find that Ye Ziyou had turned his head and went to the bedroom.

Obviously, the man didn't even want to explain.

But he just felt that the other party had a crush on him!Where did this confidence come from? Even Tan Sheng himself couldn't tell.

Tan Sheng thought about this question for a long time before realizing that he had forgotten more important things. He stood up and ran to the bedroom without saying a word, and shouted while running: "Hey, what you just said, invest in me, really Is it fake? If it’s true, I won’t be selling pornographic discs tomorrow.”

Ye Ziyou was changing sheets in the bedroom, when she heard his words, she raised her head and said calmly but seriously: "Really."

Tan Sheng stared at him blankly, and after a while suddenly ran forward a few steps, and began to help him pull up the bed sheet.

The cold moonlight coated the window lattice with a thin layer of light silver, and at this moment the two of them had an indescribable sense of harmony.

The next day, although Tan Sheng didn't go to sell the small yellow discs, he was turned into a coolie by Ye Ziyou. He started raising chickens, ducks, weeding and planting flowers early in the morning. After half of the work, he finally couldn't rest, and fanned himself He said, "Did you forget something?"

Ye Ziyou was eating an apple, when he heard this, he thought about it carefully, then suddenly put his hand into his trouser pocket and fumbled around. After fumbling for a long time, he took out a card and put it on Tan Sheng's shoulder with a "snap". Falling down, the tone was calm: "The password is 0823, and there should be enough money in it."

Tan Sheng clutched the card, and suddenly had the illusion that he was being taken care of.

Of course, he would not be so stupid to tell his illusion, so he just stuffed the card into his pocket silently, rubbed his hands and walked into the room: "I went in and thought about what movie I was going to make, no Don't bother me while eating."

Ye Ziyou glanced at him: "Farm work can't be left behind."

Tan Sheng: "..."

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Tan Sheng has always had an idea to make a non-commercial film. This film must reflect social reality, human nature is ugly, and it must be particularly interesting.

But it's not easy to make such a film, so he has been stranded for so many years, and he didn't make up his mind to start shooting.

Now that there is such an investor who doesn't have any requirements, Tan Sheng's idea began to bubble up again - you must know that he has already turned the script in his mind thousands of times.

It is a story about a young child and a homosexual. What he wants to express is the process of child abuse in the current society under the supervision of the public.

Once Tan Sheng had this idea, he couldn't control his emotions, he kicked open the door and walked out without saying a word.

Ye Ziyou turned around abruptly, looked over vigilantly, and found that it was Tan Sheng who was relieved and frowned slightly: "Dinner hasn't been served yet."

"I've decided what to shoot." Tan Sheng stepped forward excitedly, grabbed Ye Ziyou's wrist suddenly, and clacked out his inner thoughts, and he was a little nervous at the end.

Such a film actually has no commercial value in today's film market, and few investors choose to invest.

Tan Sheng didn't know if Ye Ziyou had any intention of making money in his heart. If so, he would definitely deny the script.

But there is another very important reason. Tan Sheng believes that if Ye Ziyou can't agree with him, he will feel very disappointed.

It is a kind of loss of failure to seek a sense of identity, and Tan Sheng doesn't know why he suddenly cares about Ye Ziyou's thoughts.

After Tan Sheng finished speaking, he didn't get any response from Ye Ziyou for a long time, and looked at the other party nervously, Ye Ziyou frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Tan Sheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "Then what, if you think it's not possible..."

"No," Ye Ziyou shook his head, "I was just thinking, if this kind of topic is a micro movie, it shouldn't be able to express it?"

"Believe me," Tan Sheng felt relieved, looked at Ye Ziyou with bright eyes, and said, "I can't do anything about Tan Sheng."

Ye Ziyou squinted at him.

Tan Sheng laughed twice, then suddenly jumped forward, hugged Ye Ziyou tightly, strangled Ye Ziyou twice, and then said in a deep voice: "I will definitely not let down your trust in me."

Ye Ziyou was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed, and said, "Don't think too much, I just have too much money and no place to spend it."

"..." Tan Sheng suddenly felt that all the emotions in his heart had been fed to the dog.

He talked about when the young master of the family had suffered such a big grievance, bowing down for five buckets of rice!

Tan Sheng let go of Ye Ziyou, and gave him a hard look: "I won't let you make a lot of money this time, so I won't be Tan!"

"You're already an ass and want to change your surname?" Ye Ziyou sarcastically.

Tan Sheng was speechless.

After a while, he said with a half-smile: "Ye Ziyou, when you were with others, you really didn't get beaten?"

Ye Zi You Zecai's hand paused slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Tan Sheng, paused for a while, and then said: "I didn't know when I was younger, but when I was older... I don't know."

"I don't know?" Tan Sheng was slightly surprised, "You don't even know if you were beaten or not."

Ye Ziyou said: "I haven't gotten along with people much, so I don't know."

"Huh?" Tan Sheng was taken aback, blinked his eyes, and couldn't calm down for a while.

What does this mean, not getting along with people much?

Tan Sheng thought about Ye Ziyou's lack of common sense about the current entertainment industry, as well as his old-fashioned style in some aspects, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ye Ziyou was really strange.

Very mysterious, even more mysterious than Tan Sheng.

He seems to hide a lot of secrets, and they are the kind of secrets that cannot be narrated. Although Tan Sheng wants to know, he doesn't know how to ask.

Did he not ask, just pretended he didn't hear the words, and helped Ye Ziyou choose vegetables.

Everyone alive in this world has his own secrets, and he doesn't need to know everything.

It's like he doesn't want to tell others his own secret.