Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart? Chapter 572: Sister Yan, You Remembered?

The bookshelf was filled with thick photo albums.

The director flipped through for a while and took out an album, "Found it."

Tong Yan sat down on the sofa with the director, "Director, you’ve taken all these photos?"

The elderly director nodded and opened the album, "When I see a good scene, I take a photo, just to keep a mory."

She flipped through several pages, and Tong Yan was watching, when suddenly she spoke up, "Wait."

Tong Yan pointed to one of the photos and said in surprise, "Isn’t this ?"

The director leaned in, looked at it closely, then looked at her, then the person in the photo, and slapped his forehead, "Oh, my mory! If you hadn’t told , I wouldn’t have rembered. You used to visit often when you were little, but you haven’t changed much over the years. When you get old, you beco useless..."

Sotis a person’s mory gets stuck on a point, but once that point is figured out, mories flow into the mind endlessly.

The director seed to open up, "... I rember there was a child who always clung to you before... where was it... Oh right, right here! He was called Little Tree. Are you still in touch with him?"

Little Tree?

Tong Yan thought about it but couldn’t recall anyone like that in her mories. She shook her head, "We’re not in touch anymore."

She didn’t even know him, so how could there be any contact.

The director sighed, "This kid said he wanted to beco a star when he grew up and perform for the orphanage as a charity. Could it be Wen Shu?"

A star, an orphanage, charity performances—at first glance, it did seem a lot like Wen Shu.

But she rembered that Wen Shu was a child of the Wen Family, and their status in S City was top-notch. How could they be connected to an orphanage?

Tong Yan looked down at the child in the photo. The more she looked, the more it seed he bore a slight resemblance to Wen Shu.

The features, the contour, there indeed was so similarity.

"Director, Sister Yan."

Tong Yan looked up and saw Wen Shu standing at the door. He was backlit by the sunlight, appearing almost crystalline, like a boy straight out of a comic, with a warm smile, clear and pure.

Even after being in the entertainnt industry for so long, it seed he hadn’t changed. He was still the sa.

Tong Yan looked at him and blurted out, "Are you Little Tree?"

Wen Shu was taken aback. His calm expression gradually turned to surprise, smiling with his eyes, "Sister Yan, you rembered?"

Tong Yan was bewildered, "Rembered what?"

Wen Shu hesitated, "How does Sister Yan know about Little Tree?"

"The director told . Co here. We even have a photo together." Tong Yan chuckled and motioned him to co over.

Wen Shu’s heart suddenly turned cold, as if he were in an ice cellar, chilled to the bone, with a cold wind blowing, like a roller coaster ride, rising and falling.

In that mont, he even sowhat blad his Sister Yan for not rembering, for forgetting him, for making him wait for so long...

But, in the end, he just smiled slightly, "Sister Yan was so cute back then."

His words ant that he had indeed been at the orphanage when he was young. But why didn’t she rember at all? So many mories, yet the mory of that year when she was eight was missing.

Could sothing have happened back then?

No matter how Tong Yan tried, she couldn’t rember. It was as if there was a wall keeping her from the truth. But she couldn’t get past it to find out.

Wen Shu saw her confused expression. Even if his heart was in pain, he still couldn’t bear it and softly said, "Sister Yan, the charity performance is about to start."