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Yes, he plans to write a love novel based on the framework of the Bangzi drama "Blue Life and Death Love".

"Blue Life and Death Love" can be regarded as a classic work of early Bangzi dramas. In the early Bangzi dramas, the bloody three-piece set included "car accident", "amnesia" and "cancer". "Blue Life and Death Love" accounted for "car accident" and "cancer", plus

With its "wrong baby" setting and slight pseudo-orthopedic tendencies, this Korean drama became popular throughout Asia as soon as it was aired.

In later generations, this kind of novel routine would have died out long ago, but in 1998, it was still quite popular.

Of course, the background of the novel needs to be changed. It cannot be set in the country of Koryo. Jiang Changsheng directly ignores it entirely. The city where the protagonist lives is changed to Xihong City, and the names of the male and female protagonists are changed to Ye Tianlin and Ye Weiwei.

The story told in "Blue Life and Death Love" is very bloody, and the three views are also exploded. The male and female protagonists are selfish and irresponsible. Apart from their immoral love, there is no room for other content in their minds.

Jiang Changsheng didn't mind either. He wrote novels to make money and didn't care about other things.

Of course, write whatever the market likes.

He picked up his pen and continued writing: "Tianlin slowly walked into the tunnel, and at this time, two people appeared at the other end of the tunnel moving slowly towards the light source...

The blue tunnel of memories is right there

sea ​​by hillside

The sound of bells…”

It wasn't until Meng Jia called for dinner that Jiang Changsheng put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his wrist. In two hours, he had written four pages of letter paper.

For Jiang Changsheng, this kind of bloody novel is relatively easy to write. He did not completely follow the plot of the TV series in the early stage, but changed some, focusing on the small ambiguity of the interaction between the male and female protagonists, especially in the early stage of the novel, emphasizing

Even though the male and female protagonists knew they were brothers and sisters, they still couldn't help but have a crush on each other.

This kind of orthopedic stimulation makes the novel more tense, and also makes the subsequent love between the male and female protagonists who separate and reunite more logically smoother.

Jiang Changsheng is not worried that writing this way will not be published. The scale of paper book publishing has always been the envy of online novels.

After his rebirth, Jiang Changsheng's thinking became more active, his organization was clear, and he was in good writing condition. He did not want to interrupt this state, so he swallowed a few mouthfuls of food and continued writing novels.

Meng Jia saw him writing at the table and thought he was doing his winter vacation homework, so he didn't interrupt him. After packing up the dishes, he went to his room, giving Jiang Changsheng a quiet creative environment.

"What will you do in your next life?"

"I want to be a tree, because once the tree is planted in this place, it will always be there and will not change places. In this way, I will never be separated from you again."

"You must live well, and I must see you die earlier than me! Only then will I be willing to do so!"

…

Jiang Changsheng wrote without sleep or food for 15 days. He wrote that the heroine died of cancer, the hero was hit by a car and died, the second hero committed suicide by jumping into the sea, and the bloody and tear-jerking plot was finally completed.

Blue Life and Death Love has finally been completed, with a total of 220,000 words.

He wrote 220,000 words by hand in 15 days with a pen. It must be said that Jiang Changsheng is also a ruthless person.

The reason why I am writing in such a hurry is that Jiang Changsheng still has to go to school.

In fact, the County No. 1 Middle School had already accepted the leave and started school three days ago. Director Jiang repeatedly promised that his grades would not fall behind before convincing Meng Jia to help him ask for leave.

Jiang Changsheng took a thick stack of letter paper and walked to the next room to find Meng Jia.

"Sister Jia, I've finished my novel. Do you want to read it? Let's go to the publishing house to try our luck tomorrow."

Meng Jia carefully took the manuscript and placed it on the table. She took Jiang Changsheng's hand and gently massaged his wrist.

Ever since she found out that Jiang Changsheng was writing a novel, Meng Jia would massage his wrists every day.

She said while massaging.

"You can go tomorrow. Although the weaving factory keeps urging me, I have asked for a week's leave and I still have plenty of time. But you have to go back to school early. The first year of high school is a critical period for laying the foundation. You must not slack off.

Do you know?"

Seeing Jiang Changsheng nod, Meng Jia continued: "I support your hobby this time, but don't have high hopes. Publishing books is not that easy. You are still young, so you still have to focus on your studies.

When you get into a good university, I will support you in whatever you want to do!"

Meng Jia thought wholeheartedly about Jiang Changsheng. In her opinion, Jiang Changsheng was only 15 years old and the novels he wrote would definitely not be good. Therefore, during the days when Jiang Changsheng was writing, Meng Jia never asked to read the manuscript first.

Just to take care of Jiang Changsheng's face.

"I understand. Sister Jia, please take a look at the manuscript first. I'll tell you something in advance. I won't have lunch at home and will come back in the evening."

"Okay, I made glutinous rice balls for the Lantern Festival today and will eat them when I come back tonight."

Jiang Changsheng went to Accountant Meng's house at the head of the village and borrowed a 28-inch big bar, and rode his bicycle towards Guliu Village.

Guliu Village was his home in his previous life. After finishing the book, he could no longer bear the urge to meet his father in his previous life.

After riding for more than an hour, Jiang Changsheng entered the village entrance without stopping and rode directly towards the old house according to his memory.

Arriving at the old house, Jiang Changsheng was stunned. What was supposed to be a small courtyard was now a wasteland with no buildings at all.

Jiang Changsheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Did my rebirth cause a butterfly effect and my father ceased to exist?"

Jiang Changsheng felt cold all over. The winter sun shone on his body, and he couldn't feel any warmth.

The huge psychological gap made him numb, and he could only stand there blankly.

"Young man, are you okay? You've been standing here stupidly for an hour, and your face is turning white from the cold."

Jiang Changsheng came back to his senses and looked at the uncle who cared about him. He turned out to be an unfamiliar face. He asked: "Hello, uncle, I want to ask you if there is a person named Jiang Guowei in the Sixth Brigade of Guliu Village.

"

The uncle shook his head and said with certainty: "No, I am familiar with everyone in the team, there is no such name."

"Okay, thank you!"

Saying goodbye to his uncle, Jiang Changsheng refused to give up. He knocked on the door of each house and inquired from house to house. Finally, when he knocked on the door of a house by the pond at the end of the village, he heard a familiar voice.

"Coming!"

The courtyard door opened, and it was my father's familiar face, but he was much younger than he remembered.

Jiang Changsheng couldn't help but have red eyes. After his father died of pancreatic cancer, Yin and Yang were separated, and he could only bury his longing and regret in his heart.

I never imagined that God loves me so much and that I would have the opportunity to see my father again.

Today's mood was like a roller coaster. Jiang Changsheng couldn't hold it back and hugged his father tightly.

Jiang Guoqing was startled. He broke away from Jiang Changsheng's arm and asked loudly: "Young man, who are you looking for? I don't recognize you!"

Jiang Guoqing's voice alarmed everyone in the room, and a woman came out holding a very cute girl of seven or eight years old.