Comprehensive film: the sweet daily life of urban drama

Chen An was eating at the dining table while casually flipping through the computer, mainly reading the comment section of the novel.

Nana was a little curious and came over to take a look. "Are you reading a book review?"

"Yes, it's hard to deal with readers nowadays. We need to get first-hand feedback at all times."

"You are the author?" Nana was a little surprised?

"It's just a minor failure. Nana, please do me a favor and look at the negative reviews. Please read them out to me so I can have a better idea."

"Okay, no problem." Nana meant exactly that.

Chen An ate his meal and silently observed Nana's reaction. He felt amused and thought that Nana was more suitable to be a tool.

Nana had read Damai's novels before and had seen the comment section, which was full of messy comments. But when she read the comment section of Chen An's novel, she couldn't help but be surprised. There were too many book reviews, hundreds of times more than in Damai's comment section, with tens of thousands of comments.

The more I read, the more surprised I was. Most of the comments were positive, and there were also many complaints that there were too few updates and that the work was not good enough. They hoped that the author could update more often every day. I read through hundreds of comments and didn't see any negative reviews.

"Chen An, this is very profitable for you, right?"

"It's okay, just dealing with life."

Nana curled her lips. She didn't believe it. It was obvious that his level was much higher than Damai's. The income must be proportional. However, she didn't ask any further questions. She wondered in her heart, could it be that Damai was deliberately trying to be friendly with Chen An because he knew that Chen An was a writer?

After watching for a while, Nana gave up and said, "I won't watch it anymore. It's too tiring for my eyes. There are basically no negative reviews. They are all updated by you, Cui."

"Thanks."

"Nana, I see you work in a small restaurant, but judging from your accent, you don't seem to be from here, right?"

"My family is from Shanghai. I drove here last year and I liked the environment and air here, so I stayed here. When I was bored, I volunteered at the restaurant."

Looking at Nana’s expression, if I didn’t know the reason, I really wouldn’t be able to tell anything.

"Volunteer?"

Nana waved her hand, "Just helping out."

"Orcs will never be slaves unless they are provided with food and shelter?" Chen An joked.

Nana was stunned. Although she didn't understand these words, she understood the meaning. "You authors, can you all speak in fancy words?"

"We?" Chen An looked at Nana puzzledly.

When Nana saw Chen An's expression, she was also stunned, thinking to herself, could it be that this guy doesn't know that Da Mai is the author?

"It's nothing, just a slip of the tongue."

Chen An pretended to be curious and asked, "So you volunteer here, don't you need to make money? Or are you financially independent?"

"No, I like to trade stocks and manage funds. The returns are okay. Besides, there are not many expenses in the village."

Chen An rubbed his hands together, and stretched out his hand in an awkward manner, jokingly saying, "Lady, you also trade in stocks, let's exchange experiences when we have a chance."

Nana was amused by Chen An's appearance. She gently touched Chen An's hand and asked curiously, "Do you play stocks too?"

Chen An pondered for a moment and explained, "It is currently a relatively good growing leek."

"You're quite modest, but your mentality is quite good. I've seen many people speculating in stocks before, like they were obsessed. I just buy some leading stocks, I don't make much money, but the chance of losing is relatively small, so I'm more Buddhist."

"It fits your personality quite well."

Nana asked curiously, "What kind of personality do you think I have?"

Chen An raised his eyebrows, "You'll have to read your palm to know."

"Can you tell fortunes?" Nana was very curious.

Chen An waved his hand, "I know a little bit, but I can't make a living from this skill."

Chen An was completely different from the fortune teller she had in mind. "Well, Chen An, tell me about it. I'm quite curious."

"I'm afraid you might laugh at me later..."

"Don't worry, just talk about it..." Nana extended her hand generously.

Ma Qiushan was sitting at the door sipping tea, listening to the two people chatting, and couldn't help but prick up his ears.

Chen An looked at Nana's palm, combined with some knowledge the original owner had learned, including some understanding from watching the drama, and began to talk nonsense.

"Nana, from a career perspective, you started to get on the right track when you were 23 or 24 years old, and your career was on the rise for about three years. However, you encountered a villain, so your career was hindered. This was a hurdle for you..."

Nana looked at Chen An in surprise. This guy really knows how to tell fortunes. What he said is quite accurate. "So how will my career develop in the future? When will I have another period of growth?"

Chen An pretended to look carefully and said, "Twenty-eight is a turning point. You will meet a noble person here, but your career will probably not improve until one or two years later."

"A noble person?" Nana was stunned when she heard that. After all, she was only 28 years old this year. She couldn't help but wonder who among the people around her looked like a noble person?

"It's hard to say. My skills are not very good, so I may not be accurate..." Chen An left an ambiguous statement.

Nana was confused, feeling even more lost than before she calculated it, and asked unwillingly, "Look carefully, can you tell whether it's a boy or a girl?"

"You'd better stop making things difficult for me..." Chen An looked bitter.

Nana was a little depressed. This feeling of being scratched by a cat was so uncomfortable.

Chen An held up a finger and said, "Give me a dollar."

"Ah, what's a dollar for?"

"Although I don't rely on this for a living, the rules cannot be broken."

"There is still such a rule." Nana felt her pockets and found that she had no money. "How about I add you on WeChat and transfer the money to you?"

"No problem, just add me, I'll go clean up." Chen An handed the phone to Nana and went to the back to wash the dishes.

After cleaning up and chatting with Nana for a few words, Chen An went upstairs. Although he now has the masterpiece he won before and doesn't have to worry about income for the time being, he can't always rely on his past capital. So, since he had seen some good film and television works in his previous life, he might as well try to write a script. After all, the two worlds are completely different, and his current writing level is sufficient.

As soon as I got to the door of the room, I was stunned. My goodness, Xu Hongdou, you are going too far. Can't you help me hang the dishes after washing them? Do you have to throw them at the door?