The time spent in the lounge was only more than twenty minutes, which made Shen Zhe discover the biggest worry in his heart.

It is his own literary accomplishment, whether he can bear the great fame and glory that those works in his mind will inevitably bring in the future.

Even if he has been enriching himself in this area, the literary achievements of one world are too heavy.

Chatting with neighbors, classmates, and even non-professionals like Zhongli, he can still talk freely. But when facing those literary masters, he felt trembling, and their indifference in peace was not at all the level he could achieve now.

It's like a talk meeting for a few classmates in the original space-time dormitory.

A well-read classmate surnamed Yang doesn't like to interject, but once he speaks, he speaks like a lotus, and it is difficult for others to catch up.

This is the belly of poetry and books.

The old gentleman casually said that "sink down" is nothing more than reading more.

A profound scholar or master, who seems to be different from ordinary people, is nothing more than reading more books than others.

There is also the problem that he lacks a direction.

When the old gentleman asked him what he was best at writing, he felt that he couldn't answer at the time, and subconsciously thought that he could write any genre.

Because there's everything in the chip.

Something that is not one's own, always unable to really grasp, and this comes back to the question of winning the jackpot in the lottery.

Youth, fairy tales, martial arts...... There are so many places that I have already set foot in, and the idea of moving a science fiction novel just came to me in the lounge.

Greedy to chew more, Shen Zhe already felt choked.

"After the completion of "The First Close Contact", all your thoughts are on martial arts, oh yes, "Shuke and Beta" can't be forgotten, and the rest will be put first. In other words, if all of them are carried over, the works of several martial arts masters will be enough for me to be busy for the rest of my life. ”

was sent back to the door of the community by Zhongli, and it was already noon when he went upstairs.

Lin Yuhan walked in front and suddenly sighed: "How can there be someone at home?"

The door of 302 was open, and Lin Yuanzhi was sitting in the living room.

"Dad, why are you home? By the way, why didn't you go to see the awards today?" Lin Yuhan said.

Lin Yuanzhi said: "Is Xiao Zhe back, I have something to do with him." ”

When Shen Zhe heard this, he hurriedly walked in and said, "Uncle Lin, are you waiting for me?"

Lin Yuanzhi beckoned to him: "Xiao Zhe, come on, I have a manuscript for you to see, I have seen the best manuscript recently." ”

"Oh. ”

Readers who like the works of Jin and Liang will generally know that the beginning of their works tends to be gradual and progressive, and it is not uncommon for the protagonist to not appear in several chapters. Liang Shi even has no protagonists in many of his works, but some have several protagonists, which means that there are no protagonists.

Lin Pingzhi of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" and Zhang Cuishan of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" made fun of the readers at that time.

If there is a protagonist in "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua", it should be the old nun who appeared in the wedge - Liu Mengdie, throughout the whole text.

This situation is placed in later online literature, which is almost the rhythm of the must-fight.

Gu Long, another martial arts master, is different, and he is good at catching the reader's eye at the beginning.

For example, "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng": "Lu Xiaofeng is a person. He is a person you will never forget. "First of all, the protagonist is named.

In a few paragraphs, four characters were portrayed: Grandma Xiong, Honest Monk, Ximen Blowing Snow, and Hua Manlou.

It can also be memorable and lifelike.

Nowadays, none of the chivalrous novels are quite alike, and each one basically has a main character, but none of them seem to be too prominent.

Because of the poor imagination, the "martial arts" in the novel are not well designed, for example, most of the knights hold a big sword of more than ten catties, and the protagonist takes a heavy sword of more than twenty catties, which seems to be not much stronger.

There is no distinction between good and evil, those who use swords are decent people, and the blades of Qimen are all crooked and heretical.

The manuscript in his hand, which is still imitated in "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua", uses the plot to promote the development of the story, and the protagonist is also weakened.

The text is very flavorful of Master Liang, and the talent is outstanding.

The title of the book is "Prairie Flying Eagle", the opening chapter is a wedge but no opening words, a Central Plains teenager is in the grassland, with cheats, accompanied by flying eagles.

Shen Zhe, who was influenced by online novels, could easily see that this was the protagonist, different from others.

The cheats are goldfingers, and the eagle is the baby.

Shen Zhe read it once, and there were only three chapters and more than 30,000 words, and he felt that Lin Yuanzhi had really found a manuscript of good quality.

No wonder this chivalrous fan can't take his eyes off when he sees it.

"Uncle Lin, are you going to serialize this manuscript in 'Chinese Youth'?" Shen Zhe asked.

Lin Yuanzhi nodded: "I think it's okay." ”

Shen Zhe smiled: "Uncle Lin, you are the editor-in-chief of martial arts, there is no need to go home." ”

Lin Yuanzhi said: "Your martial arts column, I always have to talk to you." ”

"It's completely unnecessary, I'm also an author of the magazine, so I can't help other writers from publishing articles, right?"

Lin Yuanzhi didn't eat at home, and hurriedly went to the magazine office with the manuscript.

Shen Zhe returned home and threw the award certificate into the drawer, a literary award is not as important as meeting the old gentleman.

Especially at the end, the old gentleman showed his intention to say goodbye to him.

I guess in my heart that the old gentleman really likes to talk because he is getting old and young, or is he entangled by the little great-grandson, if he really likes it, things will be easy to do.

Next, until nearly two months after the start of school, Shen Zhe was ready to stay at home and read.

By the way, code out "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" and maintain the speed of one chapter in two days.

Since Lin Yuhan started drawing those two mice, he has stopped going to art classes, and his speed has been getting faster and faster, and now it seems that there are more than 30 episodes.

It's just that the manuscript is in Zài's hands, and it was not thrown to "Children's 365".

-- Study, afternoon.

At this time, Lin Yuhan was writing and drawing in a notebook, and Shen Zhe leaned over to take a look, which turned out to be a mood diary.

Lin Yuhan felt that there was someone behind him, and hurriedly covered it.

"Ah Zhe, go away!"

Shen Zhe was dumbfounded, he didn't have the habit of peeping into the girl's private feelings, and said innocently: "I didn't see anything!"

"Humph!"

After a while, Shen Zhe said, "I said Yuhan, you won't remember my bad words in this book, right?"

"Nope!"

Shen Zhe went to the living room, and Yang Xin went out, probably to a family with a college entrance examination child to return the gift.

After pouring two glasses of water and returning to the study, he found that Lin Yuhan had taken out another notebook.

"Ah Zhe, how long has it been since you wrote me a poem?"

Shen Zhe said: "It's been a long time, wasn't the last Linjiang Immortal last time last month?"

Of course, the poems he wrote to Lin Yuhan are all love poems, or those classic love poems that have not appeared in this time and space.

If those poets and lyricists knew that Shen Zhe actually used his works to please girls, they might be very pleased, except for Liu Yong.

Lin Yuhan never read Leng Yue Qingqiu's poetry collection again.

Flipping through the book, Lin Yuhan said: "There are only eight songs in total this year. ”

"Okay, I'll add another one. ”

Shen Zhe thought about it, took out a poem from his mind, and took the pen and paper handed over by Lin Yuhan.

[When you are old, your head is white, and you are sleepy,

Snoozing by the fire, please take down this hymn,

Read slowly, remembering the softness of your eyes in the past,

Recall the heavy shadows of their past;

How many people love your youthful and happy hours,

I love your beauty, either hypocritically or sincerely,

Only one loves the soul of your pilgrim,

Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;

Hang your head, beside the red-glowing stove,

Sadly whispering about the passing of love,

On the mountain above it, it paced slowly,

In the middle of a group of stars hides the face. 】

The original Irish poet Yeats's "When You Are Old", translated by Yuan Kejia, is a poem that Shen Zhe personally prefers.

A warm and sincere love poem, but if it is substituted into the creative background, it is a heart-destroying tragic poem.

At the age of twenty-three, Yeats met Maute Gang and fell in love at first sight.

One is shy, the other thinks she will not marry a poor student, and she suffers.

After receiving a letter from her, he misunderstood the message in it, thought that he had made a hint of love for him, and ran to propose, but was ruthlessly rejected.

Maute Gang was married to a major, but her marriage was frustrated and her husband died young.

But he still rejected Yeats's pursuit.

Yeats's life seems to have been all about proving this poem, and "When You Are Old" also arose from a certain pain and misfortune.

In the end, Shen Zhe still spent an hour writing the story, of course, the fact that Yeats had proposed to Maute Gang's daughter Isabella was forgotten. This kind of plot is too difficult for Chinese people to accept.

Seeing Lin Yuhan's tears, ripples.

"Okay, I know that you won't write like this, you think, you haven't caught up in your pursuit for a lifetime, how bad this person is, why are you crying?"

Lin Yuhan was stunned, gritted his teeth and took a pen to poke him.

"Did you mean it?"