Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 654: Does Avella have a literary dream?

Ling Ge vaguely sensed that Aoweila was a little resentful, but he was not sure where this resentment came from. Based on the experience of young people dealing with these eccentric young girls, he felt that it was better to stay away from them at this time, so he politely said goodbye: "Since you don't need my help, I will leave first. When you finish sorting out the information, just bring it to me directly."

Aoweila was shocked when she heard this: "You, you, you're leaving!?"

Linger looked at her strangely: "Didn't you let me go?"

"When did I say that?" Olvera replied without hesitation.

Ling: "...So you want me to stay?"

"Ah? Um..." Olvera's eyes wandered, and she kept pointing her index fingers at both hands, hesitating, "I don't mean that."

Her reaction was as contradictory as the genius player Alice mentioned. She said one thing, but actually acted another.

Lingge was speechless for a moment and had to admit again that he didn't understand girls' minds at all.

I should say that I have never understood it.

How much progress can the girl make in such a short period of time?
Not knowing what Lingge was thinking, Avella, who had finally found a topic to talk about, happily walked over, picked up the notebook on the desk, turned around and handed it to Lingge, her face full of expectation: "Come, take a look?"

"Your new work?"

Ling Ge also looked at the notebook and raised his eyebrows: To be honest, he still had no expectations for Olvera's new work. After all, creation is not something that can be improved so easily. In addition to talent and inspiration, it also requires time to settle. And it seems that it has been less than two months since he last reminded Olvera, right?

Avella couldn't stand his complicated look, so she turned her head to the side, trying to find a topic to divert Ling's attention. When her eyes fell on the notebook on the desk, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, by the way, do you want to come and see my new work?"

"nothing."

She was so sincere that Lingge couldn't bear to refuse, so he took the notebook with the idea of ​​just taking a look, turned back to the first page, and read from the beginning. As soon as he finished reading the first paragraph, he let out a soft "huh", revealing a bit of surprise in his tone. Aoweila, who had been paying attention to his reaction, suddenly felt nervous and asked quickly: "What's wrong, what's wrong, is there a problem?"

Lingge shook his head in denial and continued reading. It took him about ten minutes to finish it because the content was not very long. However, it was at least a complete story. There was a little suspense at the end, and it seemed that there would be a sequel.

The words are still gorgeous, the writing structure is a bit loose, and the description of the scene and background still takes up a lot of space, but it has been restrained compared to before. It can be seen that Ovilla has seriously learned from the previous lessons and made improvements. Of course, the most important thing is the plot of this novel. Compared with the previous one, it is undoubtedly much clearer, and there are no unclear paragraphs to interfere with its integrity. The only problem is——

"You wrote our experiences into a novel?" Linger looked at Ovira. "Yes, yes!" Princess Belman nodded repeatedly, then opened her eyes and said, "Didn't you ask me to write something interesting? Since the stories of my life in the palace before are not interesting, then I can only write about the experiences of this journey! I think it is very attractive, and readers will definitely like it!"

She had an expression that said "What do you think, am I very smart?" and she felt from the bottom of her heart that her idea was truly a genius creation. If the word genius had not been abused by someone and become worthless, she would definitely give herself the title of "genius beautiful girl writer".

Lingge was speechless, and there was no way to say that she had done something wrong. After all, Olvera's life experience was indeed very poor. When she was young, she had no friends and was always alone because of the curse. When she grew up, the shadow disaster broke out in the ancient country of Bemang, and she had to be locked in the castle to quell the disaster. When she was finally able to leave the castle, the former land had become a courtyard full of grass and trees, and her beloved parents, relatives and teachers had all left her... In this way, apart from the experience of this journey, her other memories were indeed unremarkable and there was nothing worth mentioning.

Readers will not like such a tragic story, and the princess herself may not want to turn her past experiences into some cold words on paper for people to read.

but.

Her story did not begin when she was rescued, but when Lingge was still running the Tianxin Church in Linweil ​​City. How could she know what happened at that time?

"Hehe." Hearing Ling's question, Ovella raised her little face and showed a proud smile. Her expression was similar to that of another genius girl: "Because I asked Sister Xiaoxia and Meidian, oh, and Alice, but her statements were too exaggerated. She always said that when she was in Tianxin Church, she was a hardworking maid who had to clean three times a day and was also responsible for buying groceries and cooking. It sounded like she was lying, so I didn't adopt her."

You are such a lie, and a lie that no normal person would believe. You are worthy of being called such a person, Alice.

Linger sighed inwardly, then returned the notebook to Ovilla and commented: "Not bad, at least better than your last novel. Keep up this state. As long as you keep improving, one day you will become the ideal writer, like Shakespeare or Charles Dickens..."

At this point, he paused slightly, because the two world-renowned writers he mentioned seemed to be philosophers of the Witch Society. Wouldn’t this implication be a bit unlucky?
Avella didn't notice Ling's strangeness. After hearing this comment, she said happily: "In this case, can I publish it?"

"Publish?" Ling Ge was surprised. He didn't expect that she would have such an idea.

"Well, of course it has to be published." Facing the young man's surprised eyes, Ovella said seriously: "I know that those famous writers, novelists or poets in your human world did not gain fame out of thin air. It is because their works were published by publishing houses that more people know about them. That is to say, even if you have good works, it is meaningless if they are not recognized by the public. Except for that maverick, every creator needs the recognition of others to win applause, praise, fame or wealth for himself. Is this a natural truth?"

She finally asked back a question, and Lingge was speechless.

From this perspective, it is understandable that Olvera wants to be recognized by more readers. Although there are many people on Yunjingkong Island, they are all friends of the princess. Unless someone is as rational and cold as Lingge, it is difficult to give an objective evaluation. One-sided praise influenced by emotions is not the evaluation that Olvera wants to get; in addition, don't expect those Mr. Rabbit or magic plants to have any cultural literacy and know how to appreciate literary works. Their attainments in this regard are probably worse than Alice.

In this case, objective evaluation from stranger readers is very important. But is there any way to allow people from different countries, regions, cultural backgrounds and even age groups to see one's work?
The answer is just as Olvera said: find a publishing house to publish and distribute the novel.

At this moment, Princess Beman's literary dream is shining in her eyes, which are as scattered as stars.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)