Shen Huiqin listened as Xu Han earnestly told the story he had written. Her gaze remained fixed on his cheek, trying to commit every expression of his to memory. When the story ended, Shen Huiqin gently applauded Xu Han like a little spectator.
"That's really well written. How did you ever think of all this?" Shen Huiqin asked with a touch of curiosity. "These contents are stories from the last century. Back then, you weren't even born."
"I heard them from the old people in the village," Xu Han said, turning off his tablet screen and laying it face down on the bed. "I found it interesting, so I wrote it down. I'm adapting it into a script now. Later on, it'll be made into film and television works."
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