Back to modern times, Her Majesty the Queen and I are both laid off

Chapter 107 What is on your mind?
Compared with the last time, Jiang Li wrote very carefully this time. It took him four days with a writing pad to finally write a manuscript of [-] words.

After all, she was writing a book imitating the style of the four major classics, so it had to take some getting used to. She thought she wrote it well, and she really put her heart into it.

But the result made Jiang Li feel ashamed and angry.

Because I haven’t finished the manuscript yet.

After submitting it, I waited for half an afternoon before the editor there gave me a reply, "I can't say much about the writing style, but the rhythm is a little off. I suggest you read more about similar topics and gain experience."

What does poor rhythm mean? Why do you need rhythm to write a book?
What is this rhythm?
Teacher Xiao Linzi didn’t teach either.

Jiang Li twitched his nose and turned to look at Lin Luo. Lin Luo was also looking at her. When her eyes met, he comforted her: "Actually, it's a lot of progress. At least this time the editor didn't say that your book is a chronicle history book."

"Teaching the disciples to starve the master to death?"

"?"

"You're hiding something secret, aren't you?"

".Have it?"

"Why not?"

Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Jiang Li felt resentful and frowned: "Rhythm, what is rhythm? You never taught me this."

"Why didn't I teach you the ups and downs, conflicts, etc. I talked about before? As long as you arrange these, there will naturally be a rhythm. This is purely because you don't have enough control over the plot."

"Then you never taught me how to arrange this."

"How do you think I should teach you? I sit next to you and keep staring. Wherever you write, I cough, and there should be a conflict in this area. Then I cough again after a while, and this area also has to have a conflict. Is this appropriate? ?”

"Isn't it appropriate?" Lin Luo asked and answered himself, "This thing cannot be taught, or it cannot be taught by teaching. It is continuous and combined, first suppressed and then expanded. These things need to be understood by yourself. Read more and write more. , naturally you will understand.”

Jiang Li stopped talking. He took out a lollipop from his pocket and lowered his head to unwrap it.

Most likely it has nothing to do with him hiding his secrets, let alone teaching his disciples to starve their master to death. He doesn't rely on this for a living, so there is absolutely no need to hide his secrets.

It's just my lack of understanding and lack of talent.

For the first time, Jiang Li felt frustrated in terms of comprehension. She filled her mouth with a lollipop angrily and said vaguely: "Why is it so difficult to write a book?"

"Actually, it's not difficult to say. For many people, just having the hands is enough. Innate understanding is one thing, but the more important thing is daily accumulation. Those who say that having the hands is enough, they have been reading novels since they were young. After reading a lot, you will naturally have an awareness of how to arrange conflicts and create enjoyable moments, but you have no experience in this area, so you just "

At this point, Lin Luo stopped talking and then suggested: "If you really find it difficult, otherwise, I will help you write the beginning. Let's try to get the draft finished first."

"I don't want it." Jiang Li said: "This kind of fraud is the most disgusting thing."

"Then you pretending to be a man for so many years does that count as fraud?"

Jiang Li didn't know how to answer for a moment, and after a while he said: "I am destined to do this at the right time, and I am forced to do this because of the situation. How can the two be the same?"

Lin Luo nodded, "It's different. Then you can just send the book directly. You won't be able to sign the contract, but it will be fine after passing the review. Then you can just generate electricity for love."

“Wouldn’t it be possible to earn a penny by generating electricity for love?”

"Then what do you want? I said I would write for you, but you said it was fraud and despicable; I asked you to publish books, but you said you couldn't make money. How about you read a few hundred novels first? Will you mention writing a book again then?"

Jiang Li specified that hundreds of novels would not be considered. She thought about it and suggested, "Then why don't you help me revise the beginning?"

Lin Luo thought that there seemed to be no difference between revising and directly helping you write, so he asked: "Is there any difference between this and me directly helping you write?"

"Yes." If nothing else, at least it has a nice name. Besides, when you revise it, I'm watching from the side, so you can always learn something.

"Then you call me Master."

Hearing this, Jiang Li responded without thinking, "I'll leave it up to you."

"Stop." Lin Luo made a pause gesture, "This happened so many days ago, and you still bring it out. Do you still want to kill the official of this dynasty with the sword of the previous dynasty? Call me master."

Jiang Li glared.

However, this time Lin Luo was very tough and looked at her without blinking.

Jiang Li stared for a long time and found that it didn't seem to have any effect, so he had no choice but to comply with his wish and shouted vaguely, "...Shifu."

The tone was sloppy and the words were not true. The voice was as soft as a kitten meowing, but it made Lin Luo's heart feel extremely comfortable. "Okay! I will help you revise the beginning."

"Your manuscript of more than [-] words is actually ups and downs, and there is no shortage of conflicts. But it is obviously not lacking, but the rhythm is very poor. Do you know why?"

The two of them sat side by side in front of the computer and read the document together with their heads together.

"why?"

"Because there is one very important thing missing, the description of psychological activities. You don't have this. It's all about plot.

For example, in the section where Jiang Kui is about to be killed and someone calls, you only describe the scene at that time, and then directly write that Jiang Kui proposed a way to repel the enemy. Where is the description of the psychological activities?You don’t have it, not only here, but also in other places.Chun Chun is just a running account. "

Jiang Li was a little dissatisfied, "I think that's how the Water Margin was written."

"Come on, you at least have a heart in your heart. You don't have any such things as secret passages in your heart. Telling them in a straightforward manner is worse than a running account. If you don't have a rhythm, who has a rhythm?"

Lin Luo tapped on the keyboard, looking for opportunities to add descriptions of psychological activities, and continued: "Besides, if you don't describe these, the reading will be dry and there will be no sense of empathy at all.

When writing a novel, you can't just write the plot. No matter how good you write it, no one will buy it.What readers actually want to read is the kind of coolness. Do you know what coolness is?
It's the kind of feeling where the protagonist pretends to be beeping, gasps, and is so horrified.But you can’t write this feeling directly in dialogue, so how to write it?Write through psychological activities. After the protagonist does something, so-and-so thinks secretly in his heart, secretly thinking that this person is lucky or something. Anyway, it is just to express shock. Do you understand? "

Having said this, Lin Luo turned his head to look at her, and then saw Jiang Li sitting upright with a warm baby in his arms, his face full of concentration.

Especially with a lollipop in her mouth, which caused her cheeks to bulge slightly. She was eating candy and listening intently, just like a kindergarten child. I really wanted to reward her with a little red flower.

He couldn't help laughing, "You don't have to act like a kindergarten kid listening. Well, I know you write novels not only to make money, but also for deeper reasons. Being rejected twice makes you feel unwilling. , aroused your competitive spirit, eager to prove yourself, or something else.

But no matter what, there is no need to take such things too seriously.The more seriously you take it, the more psychological burden you feel. It's better to keep a normal mind. After all, you have been an emperor, but you still can't look past this? "

Jiang Li changed the position of the candy in his mouth, and now his left cheek bulged, and then asked: "Is Xiao Linzi comforting me?"

"No, this is not Xiao Linzi comforting you, this is Master comforting you."

"." This guy is addicted to being a master. Jiang Li pursed his lips and said nothing. Lin Luo smiled, turned his eyes back, and then revised the beginning, deleting what should be deleted and subtracting what should be subtracted without destroying the original plot. Under the premise, necessary psychological activities are added.

After working for a long time, when it was getting dark outside, a newly revised beginning was finally completed. Lin Luo read it briefly. After such revision, the feeling suddenly came up, at least it should be no problem to finish the draft.

"How is it? Is it better than yours?"

It is indeed a lot stronger. It has a very different feeling when reading it. Jiang Li thought to himself, but said: "It doesn't feel any better than what I wrote."

"Oh, you're so stubborn." Lin Luo raised his hand and sent the manuscript to the editor's mailbox, hurting the other party for the third time. He turned to look at the balcony and saw that it was getting dark outside, "Let's go out to eat."

"Why don't you wait and see? What if it hasn't passed yet?"

"It's nothing serious. Change your clothes quickly. Before it's too late, we can still go to the supermarket to buy some food."

"."

Jiang Li looked at the computer screen again, but didn't say anything after all. He got up and went back to the house to change clothes.

It's November now, and it's winter. Although it hasn't snowed yet, the weather is also very cold, especially in this northern region, where besides the cold, there's also wind.

Jiang Li felt that the wind hurt his face. As a person who has lived in Jianye for 30 years, this was the first time he experienced the physical damage of northern winter.

She lifted up the zipper of her coat, retracted her hands into the cuffs, and then put them into her pockets. She felt that it was still not warm enough, and she suddenly missed her warm baby.

"It's such a cold day." Lin Luo also tightened his jacket, "How about having hot pot tonight?"

"It takes a long time to eat. It's time for the supermarket to close after finishing eating."

"Yes, what I said makes sense, but I didn't consider it well. Then eat maocai or malatang, it will also keep you warm."

Jiang Li paused and said in a firm tone: "I don't recognize you as my master."

"Whether you admit it or not, you have already called me master."

"Just this once, never again."

"You don't want to call me master?"

"What do you say?"

Lin Luo raised his head and thought for a while, "You don't want to scream, do you? Well, let me give you an idea."

As he spoke, he pulled Jiang Li's hand out of his pocket, "Let's hold hands, so that next time I ask you to call me Master, you will be able to use words to deal with me again, at least for a few days. Eh? Where are your hands?"

Lin Luo, who only touched a part of the cuff, was startled for a moment, then put his hand into Jiang Li's cuff. He just touched a little, but the little hand immediately shrank back.

"Obey, hold out your hand and let me hold it."

Jiang Li almost laughed angrily when he said this so naturally, "Why should I listen to you and stretch out my hand for you to hold?"

"But you don't resist, do you?"

"."

Hearing this, Jiang Li couldn't help but be startled. Taking advantage of her daze, Lin Luo successfully pulled out the little hand that was shrunk in the sleeve, and then held it in his hand.

Jiang Li lowered his head to look at the hands held by the two of them. It seemed that he did not feel any resistance. Instead, he felt that being wrapped by that big hand like this was very warm, and this warmth was conveyed from his hands to his heart, and even It gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

"Don't you feel any resistance?" Lin Luo's voice sounded at this time, causing Jiang Li to come back to his senses.

She raised her head and stared at Lin Luo with furrowed eyebrows for a while, and finally admitted angrily, "Yes! I'm used to being taken advantage of by you, a scumbag, all day long."

"You're wrong. I don't take advantage of you all day long. It has nothing to do with you getting used to it. This is a kind of... we talked about the topic of dependence a few days ago. Do you still remember What?"

"After our conversation that night, I knew that if I asked you to hold hands, you would not feel the same resistance as before."

At this point, Lin Luo turned his head to look at her, "Do you know why?"

".why?"

"Because you have a sense of dependence on me. If you are very repulsive to this kind of dependence, you will definitely resist it. But your answer is that it is not bad. If it is good, it means that you, at least, have accepted this dependence."

"And since you have such a change in mentality, you will naturally not resist holding hands with me. Instead, you will feel at ease and at ease."

There are some things Lin Luo didn't say. For example, the organ of the hand is very special. Holding hands is not just a simple physical contact, but also represents a way of emotional exchange and communication. When two people hold hands together, as long as they don't If you feel excluded, you will naturally feel cared for and accompanied.

It is said that when humans were still monkeys in the mountains, they could only howl and cry, and relied on shaking hands to communicate emotionally and sense each other's emotions.

So this is a legacy engraved in our genes.

"."

Jiang Li was speechless for a long time, but she felt that the man in front of her had a thorough understanding of people's hearts, and all her thoughts were answered by him. She really felt at ease and at ease.

She was silent for a while and then said: "Now that you are speaking out frankly about this, you never thought that I would not accept that dependence and reject it again?"

"Of course I have thought about it. But when I was in Daqi, I understood that you are not the kind of person who lives in a muddle-headed way. You always have to go back to the source of everything. Even if you pretend to be confused on the face, you will keep thinking about it in your heart and use it to seek solutions. A clear understanding requires an answer. Then I might as well be more honest, say it directly, and ask for sincerity in exchange for sincerity."

Speaking of this, Lin Luo smiled, "Besides, the mind is something that cannot be controlled by people. In other words, people can never control their own hearts. Just like tossing a coin or a copper plate, the head and tail represent a different thing. It’s a choice, but you don’t have to look at the results at all. The moment you throw it up, you already have a plan in mind, right?”

"."

Jiang Li frowned, but relaxed in the next second. She narrowed her eyes and showed a neither happy nor sad look on her face: "So, you, Lin Banban, are determined to eat me?"

"How could it be? No matter what, I don't dare to say that I'm sure of you. I can only say that I see some hope of success."

"." Jiang Li stared at him for a while, and was silent for a while, and finally asked: "What about you?"

These words had no beginning or end, and Lin Luo couldn't help but ask, "What about me?"

"You told me what I'm thinking, but what are your thoughts?"

(End of this chapter)