Li Xianzhe nodded silently. At this moment, the two recalled the previous variety show simultaneously.

From 2003 to 2010, this period was the golden age of Korean variety shows. From the three major TV stations and these MCs, there were countless classic works that were brilliant and finally stopped broadcasting.

Jiang Hudong missed that period very much. The variety shows that appeared during that period not only made him, but also made Liu Zaishi, Jin Jidong, and others.

With "X-man", "Let's Play", "Natural Fate Return", "Love Letter", "Infinite Challenge", "Two Days and One Night", and "The Birth of a Family", the two have shaken up their variety career.

And now, some of the guests who participated in "X-Man" or "Natural Fate Returns" and "Love Letters", some of them are no longer popular, and some are simply reduced to third-rate artists and even unable to receive the show.

Probably because of Jiang Hudong's sigh, Li Xianzhe also aroused a resonance in his heart.

"Youth is like a rushing river. If it flows down that line, you will never come back again. When you know that it is your youth, you will never have a chance to say goodbye to him..."

"Youth is like a rushing river... There is no chance to say goodbye..."

Jiang Hudong's face turned right when he heard it, his thick lips whispered his words, narrowing the invisible eyeballs that flashed through bursts of light.

Taking out the paper and pen from his trouser pocket, he was like an ancient scholar, shaking his head and savoring the feelings of life revealed in it, and it took a long time to speak.

"Yeah~~ This sentence is really good. Where did the sage see it? My brother writes it down. I have to read it every day."

"Is this? I said that this is the lyrics of the protagonist in a short story I wrote. Believe it or not?"

Faced with Jiang Hudong closing his eyes and savoring the appearance that he was about to sink in, Li Xianzhe smiled softly, took a sulking drink to moisturize his throat, and then directly took the paper and pen in the opponent's hand and wrote this sentence down.

In private, he himself would write some so-called "chicken soup for the soul" on his laptop as a daily self-consolation.

Obviously, they are just words full of philosophy and life principles, and they heard it in the eyes of the people around them, and they regarded his words as a modernist poem.

For these Lee Hyun-cheol, I just wanted to laugh. I felt that they had a misunderstanding of the poem, but naturally they couldn't say it. Kim Taeyeon was like this, and Kang Hodong was no exception.

"Believe, of course I believe! Wuli sage is so talented..."

Jiang Hudong smiled, took the note full of handwriting, folded it carefully and stuffed it into his chest pocket.

"If a sage can publish a book that ordinary people can read someday, my brother will definitely buy it."

Lee Hyun-cheol was taken aback, speaking of the things he had published in the past, they were all too professional. Although the Korean media had reported it extensively, they even found some experts to comment on his book.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, there will be no actual action other than a sigh.

Ordinary people who will spend money to buy some business management or financial books, unless they want to use those books as "hypnotic artifacts" before going to bed.

Jiang Hudong's unintentional remark was a reminder to him that many of the things he wrote in the United States, in China, and in recent years have been stored by him.

Because I wanted to create a script, the inspiration during this period made me have to read a lot of books of various types, or watch movies that were released in the past.

It is no exaggeration to say that most of the properties he was creating were placed in the house of the small windmill villa provided by Downey. Some were handwritten, and some were dictated by someone.

Later, after he used the laptop, some new creations or essays were stored in the computer, and he would take it with him wherever he went.

People around him have persuaded him to change his computer more than once, but he said that he was reluctant, and he actually knew that if his computer was lost, he could not bear the loss.

"Brother's suggestion, I will consider it carefully. What kind of books or novels does Brother like to read?"

Lee Hyun-chul nodded. During the time he was away from Korea, it would be a good choice to publish some of the novels he wrote before.

Not only can I maintain my exposure for a long time without appearing in South Korea, but I can also make my label of "writer" in the eyes of the public and become more valuable.

"Books? My brother hasn't read a book for a long time. When I was chasing your sister-in-law, I read a lot of romance novels. You also know that men are actually good at writing love letters.

So at that time, in order to be able to catch your sister-in-law, my brother looked up a lot of romance novels and picked some words from them to make a love letter. Although your sister-in-law found out at the time, it was also because of this that he agreed to associate with his brother."

"A romance novel?"

Li Xianzhe's eyes kept listening and couldn't help but look up and down at Jiang Hudong in front of him. This brother's thoughts were more delicate than he could imagine.

However, considering the proportion of romantic dramas in Korean dramas, this kind of statement from Jiang Hudong's mouth is also reasonable and well-founded. Basically every young man and woman will do things like writing love letters.

Some people will be filled with their sincerity in the text, and some people will search the Internet or find some fragments from the book to put together.

At that time, it might feel nothing, but it would be extremely ashamed to mention it again many years later, or to see the love letter again.

"Yeah, that's all things before. Now if my brother goes to the bookstore to buy books, they are all fantasy books.

You may not know that Shihou (Jiang Hudong's son) has always liked this type of style since he was a child, and sometimes I have to read it to him to sleep."

Love and fantasy...

Li Xianzhe pursed his mouth. He remembered that he had written several fantasy novels when he was young.

A dozen of the scattered manuscripts were put in a box under the bed of the windmill villa, and they have not been taken out for many years.

As for romance novels, this is what he is good at. Before, he promised to write a script for momo, Mina, and SANA.

Now I think of it as if I haven't thought about it again since then, and he has been stranded.

"Ah, is it? It just so happens that I have written fantasy stories before. When it is published, I will give Shihou a set..."

I made a decision in my mind, and after I went back, I started preparing for the creation and publication.

As for Jiang Hudong's son, he is often mentioned by Jiang Hudong and his "Jiang Line" members without showing up. Li Xianzhe is also somewhat interested.

I've seen Liu Zaishi's son before, and the good tutoring made him even think of his childhood. In contrast, he was a vivid bear kid.

It may also be that he saw what he wanted to be in the other person. Later, Li Xianzhe sent a lot of toys and school supplies to Liu Zhihao, which made Liu Zaishok often call him to thank him.

"Hey~~ Brother said that he would buy it, so he would definitely buy it. Just remember to sign his name, writer Li..."

Jiang Hudong waved his hand. If Li Xianzhe really publishes a book, he will buy a copy to support the relationship between them.

"Don't, I'm not a writer..."

Now it was Lee Xianzhe's turn to blush, but writer Lee... this title is a bit cool.