Taiping Inn

Bai Juan sneered without hesitation, thinking that Li Xuan was overestimating his abilities.

Li Xuandu has also read several novels, especially the four great books, namely historical legends, heroic legends, gods and demons, and worldly love. They are very well-written and have a great impression of the worldly love. Unfortunately, the "Travels of the Western Regions" are among them. 》 was banned by the court. There is also a book called "Fengshen", which is slightly worse than the four great books, but has excellent ideas. It can be said to be the master of various Taoist legends. It sorted out the relationship between the Three Saints of Xuanmen and the Two Saints of the West. There are twelve golden immortals, many scattered immortals, as well as many wonderful magic weapons and formations, which are fascinating.

Li Xuandu believes that he doesn't have much ink in his belly, he can't write gorgeous words or moral articles, and he can't write four great books, but he can't write a few inexperienced novels, so he said : "What's the difficulty? If I don't boast about it, I will write my experience in it, and that's what I said. There is a saying that is natural, and I will get it by myself."

If it were in front of others, Li Xuan would definitely not be so frivolous. However, in front of Bai Juan, he would not be too confined to himself, but he was different from the usual Li Xuan.

At this time, Bai Juan also let go and said, "Don't talk big, if you say that you are a genius that is hard to see in a century of sword practice, I admit this, but if you say that you are a versatile talent in civil and military affairs, then I will never be able to do so. If you don’t believe it, don’t think you can write a novel if you can write, and don’t think you can be a storyteller if you can speak. The threshold for this industry is in the door."

Li Xuandu asked with a smile: "What kind of insight does Miss Qin have? Why don't you tell me, an outsider, have a better understanding."

Bai Juan stretched out two fingers and said, "I will just say two points. First, the novel is not a moral article, not a high-headed lecture notes, nor a gorgeous verse. It is not a scholar, but an ordinary person, so it is necessary to Don't fiddle too much in the writing style, and write it obscurely and difficult to understand. That won't work. It should be mainly vernacular. Secondly, the core of the novel lies in the story, and all the premise is to tell the story you want to write well. As for the great principles, OK, whether it’s personal feelings, they are all second-hand, and you must not be reversed by the primary and secondary."

Li Xuandu nodded: "I understand, writing a novel without writing is not required, the key is to tell stories."

"Wrong, big mistake." Bai Juan's face turned correct: "It's not that you don't need writing skills, but that you don't be too demanding about writing skills. If you count the writing skills as ten, the famous works of the past are probably more than nine points. If you write a storybook, if you write a book, you can write a book with a book of 10000. If you can have four points in a novel, you will pass the exam. Five points are considered beautiful. If you go further, it will be too much or too little. But if you only have one or two points in your writing style, you must not underestimate the skill in this writing. Don't believe in words that are not important to the writing style."

Li Xuandu continued to ask, "What about the story?"

Bai Juan carried his hands on his back, but he was a role model when he taught the children to learn the piano in Guide Mansion. He looked solemn, saying, "The essence of the story is not new, such as the story of you, the Sword Immortal of the Purple House, take it apart. It's not that exciting, it's just a big ups and downs. It's no essential difference from those revenge boys who were accidentally adventured after being destroyed. Whether it's revenge or the righteousness of the world, it's a thread, what you've encountered All kinds of people and things are beads, and finally strung into a bead curtain, this is the story."

"With a story, it is also a knowledge, just like a chef cooking, and the ingredients are already available, but different chefs use the same ingredients to make dishes, which is completely different. This is the level of cooking skills, in the details Real skills. Text seems to be like mountains but not flat, paintings are like making friends and need to be indifferent. If you want people to like this story, you must first let the person who listens to the story be in the story, and your mind will rise and fall with the joys and sorrows of the people in the story , followed by…”

Bai Juan's words came to an abrupt end. She suddenly browed and looked at Li Xuandu, and said in a bad tone: "Hey, are you listening?"

"Of course I'm listening." Li Xuandu smiled and nodded, "It's just that I haven't figured out one problem."

Bai Juan asked, "What's the problem?"

Li Xuandu said bluntly: "Since Miss Qin already understands so much, why is the previous book still not satisfactory?"

This sentence is tantamount to hitting a snake and hitting a seven-inch sword. It is just about exposing his shortcomings, and it is no less than his "Thirteen Swords of the Taiyin".

Bai Juan was so angry that her chest trembled slightly. She took a deep breath before calming down her emotions. Then she said with a blank expression: "It is easy to know but hard to do."

Knowing is easy, but it is harder to do.

Just like the officials in the world, who doesn’t know that they should be a capable official in the Qing Dynasty? But it would be too difficult to do it.

Li Xuandu nodded seriously and said, "It's reasonable, I've been taught."

Bai Juan couldn't help but gritted his silver teeth and thought hatefully, why did this person be so owed to be beaten! No wonder he was chased by the heroes in Jiangbei. Also, isn’t it said in the world that the Sword Immortal of the Purple Mansion is arrogant and indifferent? If you don’t agree, you will draw the sword and kill people when you see blood. Are they all lie? Or is the Zifu Sword Immortal in front of me just a fake, or is his temperament changed drastically after falling into the realm?

Just when Bai Juan was in her heart, she wanted to cut off Li Xuandu's dog head with a knife, Li Xuandu changed his tone: "To be fair, I admire Miss Qin very much. She practices good knife skills, is proficient in music, and can write well. Good articles, really are all-round and proficient in everything. I can't do it. Apart from some talent in swordsmanship, I'm all confused about other things, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything is not good at poetry, songs, and essays. .”

Bai Juan knew that he was flattering her on purpose, but she didn't refute him. She even felt a little self-satisfied. After all, the person who flattered her was the former number one on the Shaoxuan list, the former Purple Mansion Sword Immortal. Moreover, although this person was a little annoying, he was not annoying.

Most things in the world are like this. There is no woman who doesn't like to hear nice words. The reason why some women seem to be unmoved is just because the person who speaks is not right.

After the two continued to walk side by side for a while, Bai Juan suddenly remembered something and said to Li Xuandu beside him: "Hey."

Li Xuandu was indifferent and looked up at the sky.

"Hey!" Bai Juan emphasized his tone.

Li Xuandu then retracted his gaze and said in confusion: "Miss Qin, are you talking to me?"

Bai Juan said in a bad tone: "Who else is here besides you?"

Li Xuandu smiled and said: "I'm not called 'Hey', just call me Zifu."

Bai Juan said: "Shameless."

Li Xuandu said: "Same here."

Bai Juan said: "Lecher."

Li Xuandu said: "Same here."

"Who is same here?"

"Zifu and Bai Juan."

"Shameless."

"Same here."

"Go to hell."

"Where are you going? "

Unconsciously, the two returned to the inn and came to their respective rooms. The two rooms were opposite each other, and Qin Daofang's room was next to Li Xuandu's room. After Bai Juan opened the door, she turned to Li Xuandu and said, "I want to practice my internal energy to heal my wounds. I'll leave my uncle to you."

Li Xuandu put away his frivolous attitude just now and nodded, "Of course."

The girl thought for a while and added, "Also, don't bother me."

After that, the girl didn't wait for Li Xuandu to respond, and went straight into the house and quickly closed the door, fearing that Li Xuandu would follow in.

Li Xuandu stood there, touched his nose, and then turned and went into his room.