On the same night, Lu Fu.

After entering Lu Chang's house.

"So, those Xiucai and Lu Xuan and Lin Tingchen in the school are self-reliant, and they run over to play with the piano every day, like flies." Lu Fatzi said: "Two hundred steps, and across the wall, it is too far, if you go over like this, the people in your throat will not be able to hear it." It's better to hug Zhang Qin and try it, if your piano sound can move her, maybe you can meet each other. Fortunately, my sister's piano has a beautiful sound, which will definitely attract her attention. By the way, I don't know how your piano skills are, Brother Jie? ”

Wu Jie's guqin skills are only at the level of beginners, but he nodded affirmatively: "It's okay." ”

"Alright, let's go."

As he was talking, the door was kicked open, and Miss Lu San rushed in like a whirlwind: "If you want to borrow the piano, you can, 10,000 words." ”

The two of them didn't expect Lu Shuang to rush in, and they were both startled at the same time.

Lu Chang's face changed even more.

This little girl is really tricky, she will always appear when you don't expect it, and nothing good will happen when she appears.

"Ten thousand words, no problem, anyway, I'll give you a chapter every day." Lu Fatzi snorted and thought about his own affairs: "However, borrowing the piano is borrowing the piano, but what you promised me must also be counted." ”

At this time, he was still thinking about himself, and he took care of everything, so Wu Jie didn't come out.

10,000 words, what are you kidding, and it's not typing on the computer, knocking on the keyboard, more than 100 words in minutes. You have to write it out word by word!

The strokes of traditional Chinese characters are notoriously complex, 10,000 words a day, and you have to cramp your handwriting.

"No, each has its own thing." The little girl's face was ugly: "I really don't know what you are borrowing my piano for, don't you just want to see that Tang Fuji, what's so good about her." You've got to think about that stuff and write one more chapter. ”

The more Lu Shuang thought about it, the more angry he became: "The conditions are like this, whatever you want." ”

Lu Chang was about to call, but Wu Jie gave him a look. Signal, anyway, your book has more than 100 pages, and you are not in a hurry, what are you fighting with me?

Lu Chang closed his mouth hatefully.

Wu Jie looked at Miss Lu San calmly, and arched his hand: "Third Miss, is Xiaosheng's story still well written, can it be your appetite?" ”

It's okay if he doesn't ask, but as soon as he asks, Miss Lu San's eyes lit up: "Okay, especially that Xue Baochai, Sister Xue, has a generous and decent manners, is generous and easy-going, has everyone's demeanor, and is the most likeable." And that Baoyu is also good, careful and considerate, knowing that it hurts...... Hey, why don't we have such people in our yard? If there are such beautiful characters in our yard, there are so many interesting people! ”

Miss Lu San fell into a reverie, and her face was intoxicated.

Lu Chang didn't follow: "Why is it gone, think about it carefully." ”

"Well, after thinking about it, Lu Xuan is a little like him, very handsome. It's just that Lu Xuan is really arrogant, has a lot of eyes, and has a cloudy face all day long, unlike Baoyu, who is pure and transparent, and a crystal-like person, which makes people look at it and hate to hold it in the palm of his hand. ”

"What Lu Xuan, is he worthy, think about it again, think about it again." The fat man was in a hurry, and he couldn't help but point his finger at himself.

"Go, how could it be you."

The fat man was so devastated that he drooped his head in anger.

Miss Lu San snorted and chatted with Wu Jie again: "As for the sister Lin written in your book, her heart is too small, and it makes people anxious to see it. She was obviously thinking about one thing, but she didn't say anything, but she wanted to make so many twists and turns for others to guess. Someone else guessed right, and that's as it should be. If you can't guess correctly, you don't have her in your eyes, so you have to make a small surname. It's just that this kind of girl is your man's favorite, hmph, I don't know what you men think? ”

The fat man raised his hand innocently.

The corners of Wu Jie's mouth curled slightly: "Third Miss, Xiaosheng once heard the second son say that you like to read the book of romance the most, not to mention that there are more than 10,000 books to read, there are always thousands of books." You've almost exhausted all the books in the market, and you've reached the point where you can't read them. ”

"Who's to say it's not, I can't read it now, and I can't find a book that suits my heart." Miss Lu San sighed: "Although there are many books in this bookstore, there are not a few in a year. I finally waited for the new book to be published and printed, and it was only a few thin pages, and I finished reading it in half an hour, which may not be to my liking. It was so boring that I once flipped out the old books and re-read them. It's strange to say that when I first read those books, I thought they were wonderful, as if this book was the best written book in the world, and nothing else could compare to it. But the second time I watched it, it tasted like chewing wax, and I couldn't read it. ”

"Oh, that's it, Miss Three, you go on. When it comes to novels, I've read a lot. Wu Jie looked at Miss Lu San with encouraging eyes.

Speaking of Ming and Qing novels, any modern Chinese, as long as they are literate, has read a few books.

When I was in college, my tutor majored in Ming Dynasty notebook novels, and Wu Jie also read through the novels of the Ming and Qing dynasties in the library. From the four famous novels to "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", "Zi Buyu", and even "The Wizard of Oz", he can be regarded as an expert.

Like Miss Lu San, a female literary youth, he doesn't know a lot of reading maniacs, and he knows what method to use to deal with it. This kind of book freak, you have to follow their words and pick what they like to talk about.

As long as this little girl is happy, she may be able to write less manuscripts tomorrow, and she will be deceived by her guqin.

"Ah, it turns out that you also like to read novels!" Miss Lu San looked surprised.

This kind of thing is really not elegant, and everyone who sees it is a lower riba person. The real elite scholars have gone to the four books without a scripture, and they have no energy to read idle books.

In fact, among the so-called wealthy families, it is very perverse to read this kind of idle book, and in the eyes of people with strict family style, it is also dirty to look at this thing more.

It's just that the Lu family is not a scholarly family, and they don't pay so much attention to it.

Moreover, Lu Chang and Lu Shuang's family are not at all favored by Lu Er's master. Lu Wei, the second master of Lu, rarely comes to the yard several times a year, and he doesn't care about the education of his children. Anyway, Lu Chang will have a knighthood to attack in the future, and as for Lu Shuang, he will be pulled down when he marries.

Lu Shuang's mother is a Bodhisattva-hearted woman, and she dotes on her children, and she doesn't ask what books her daughter wants to read.

Miss Lu San has read a lot of storybooks, so she naturally wants to communicate with her colleagues.

But her identity is there, let's communicate with the readers, the students in the clan don't read this kind of book at all. Let's discuss it with the next person, it seems that it is inappropriate.

Now that she finally met Wu Jie, the third lady suddenly felt as if she had seen an oasis in the vast desert, and immediately came to her senses.

Wu Jie bowed slightly: "Third little lady, I also write a script." Since I have written, I must have read many of the same storybooks, so that I can learn from each other's strengths. Xiao Sheng took the liberty of asking, what do you think is the difference between the story I wrote and the script in the market? ”

"The difference is huge." Miss Lu is obviously very familiar with the current chapters of "The Story of the Stone", and she has pondered for a long time in private, and said: "You book, the story is very ordinary, there is no suspense, and I don't know how to shake the burden, it is as plain as water, and it is not appetizing at all." At first glance, it doesn't feel very good, I think your writing is too real, as if the people and things in it are happening around us. ”

"It's not like other novels at all, the story is bizarre and twisty, and there is nothing the author can't imagine."

"Generally speaking, when I first pick up a novel, I read it in one go, then throw it aside, and never touch it again. You read this book, I read two chapters, and I was distracted. Among them, I also ate a few slices of pears and drank a cup of rock sugar white fungus soup. Then I read it impatiently, it's not that it's not badly written, it's really not a catchy plot. ”

"At the time, I thought I would never touch this boring novel again, but when I walked around the courtyard, my mind was full of characters from your book. Baoyu, Daiyu, Baochai, these people have come to life, crying and laughing in the world of the Grand View Temple. You can't help but want to go back and see how they are doing and what interesting things are going on. ”

The more Miss Lu San spoke, the more excited she became: "If there is any difference between your book and the book outside, there is only one, the outside is written with stories, and you are written with people." No matter how well the story is written, if there are no characters that can be remembered, it will always be dead and unconvincing. But as long as people live, this book will hook you to read it. ”

Wu Jie was taken aback when she heard this, this little girl's literacy is good! Isn't that what I just said about the "Writing" course in college?

That is, the study of people, this Lu Shuang's concept is hundreds of years ahead of the ancients.

Sure enough, if you read more books, you will be able to touch the threshold of modern skills dimly.

However, this passage was originally what Wu Jie was trying to guide her to say, and it was right in his arms at the moment.

Wu nodded his head: "Third Miss is right, my book focuses on writing people, not stories." There is a saying in painting: it is easier to draw ghosts than to draw people. No one has ever seen a ghost, how to draw it, others don't dare to comment on it. But the characters are the most difficult to draw, after all, you can see them every day, and if you draw them a little wrong, you can easily see them. The same is true for writing a book, bizarre and bizarre stories are easy to make up, but if you want to write a character alive, you need real work. Because it is so difficult to write a character alive, this book is destined to be unpleasant. At my speed, I can write about 2,000 words a day, and if I do more, I will write scum. ”

"Two thousand words, what?" Miss Lu San jumped up and shouted angrily: "Dreaming in vain, seeking skin with the tiger, wishful thinking, 10,000 words, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will ......"

Probably knowing that there was no way to threaten Wu Jie, the third lady only stared at the second brother up and down with malicious intentions.

"Don't get involved!" Lu Chang called out sadly: "Three thousand." ”

"Nine thousand."

"Four thousand."

"Eight thousand."

Wu Jie smiled bitterly, the two of them bargained, and couldn't help asking: "Second son, third lady, how is the matter with Qin?" ”

(To be continued)