There was no scandal about the school beauty until I went to college

Chapter 587 Lost the bet

"about this issue……"

Luo Ye pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Actually, I can't give you any advice. What I said is only what I understand, and it may not be correct. For the Internet literature industry, I believe that no author who has become famous is relying on Become famous through the teachings of others.”

"Just like Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi, the talented author Broad Bean, who did not bully the young and poor, created the trend of breaking off the engagement at the age of 19. The three works that made him famous have become the pillars of heaven in the Internet literary world. You said, his works , do you rely on others to teach you, or do you rely on your own exploration?”

"So, if you want to write an excellent work, you have to try, write, and be down-to-earth step by step. Others' teachings will never allow you to write a work that you are satisfied with."

"Just like Chinese composition, what the teacher can teach you is paragraph format and writing style, but he can never tell you what kind of story you should write. There is no way to teach you the creation of stories, you can only rely on yourself."

Hearing Luo Ye's words, Long Jin was deeply touched. She nodded seriously and said, "I understand, senior."

She is a talented literary woman, so there is nothing she needs to be taught.

The only thing she lacks is not knowing what kind of story she should write.

And this point is exactly what needs no teaching.

If you want to write something, you have to ask yourself.

Review what you have seen and heard, and think in your mind about what you want, what you like, and what you need.

You will always find the story you want to write.

Watching Long Jin leave the bookstore, Shen Qiao came over, sat where Long Jin had just been, and asked, "I just had a question, but you still didn't answer it."

"What's the problem?" Luo Ye smiled.

"Should I write whatever I want to write, or... should I write whatever the readers want to see?"

Hearing this, Luo Ye smiled slightly and said: "In fact, there is no accurate answer to this question. Everyone's choice is different, just like some people like the sun and some people like the moon, so this question is meaningless, and there is no need to refer to other people's opinions. , Shouldn’t we ask ourselves whether we like the sun or the moon?”

"I want to hear your answer." Shen Qiao asked, staring into Luo Ye's eyes.

"My answer...you should know it very well."

He writes his own story, so of course he can write whatever he wants.

Hearing this, Shen Qiao laughed and continued to ask: "If "Youth Still Goes On" is not a hit, will you continue writing it?"

"meeting."

Luo Ye said solemnly: "Because what I write is not a novel, but a record of my life."

The novel "Youth Still Continues" records Luo Ye's own life.

The comic "Youth Still Continues" is Su Baizhu's record of her life.

This is the only difference between the two, although the plot is the same and the story is the same, the perspective is different.

"Besides, I am an author, not a reader. Of course I write the stories I want to write."

Luo Ye chuckled softly.

"Right."

Shen Qiao returned to his post.

Luo Ye stood up and said: "Male star, go back and see Xiao Lei, I will do it for you."

"it is good."

Shen Qiao was not pretentious. After all, it was already dinner time and he would go back every day for lunch and dinner.

Morning, noon, evening, and night.

Four time points ensure the health of Xiaolei.

This also resulted in Shen Qiao's spare time being squeezed to the point where there was almost no time left.

It's tiring and busy, but if it's for the girl you like, then everything is worth it.

The grilled sausage Xishi had already set up a stall at the door. Liu Jianglai walked down from the second floor, ready to buy a grilled sausage.

Luo Ye stood at the door and asked curiously: "President, are you familiar with each other?"

"Okay."

Liu Jianglai smiled.

"President?"

Zhang Xiyan said in surprise: "What kind of president are you?"

"Student president."

"Wow, that's so awesome. I remember when I was in college, I thought the student council presidents were all very awesome people."

Because she had just arrived here, she had not yet laid out the stall items.

Liu Jianglai stood next to her and helped her set up the stall.

Looking at this scene, Luo Ye showed a meaningful expression.

After falling in love, I like to see the youthful and budding look of others, and I feel like I am someone who has been through it all, hiding it deeply.

Suddenly, Luo Ye looked not far away and saw that Fairy Senior was walking towards here wearing a black mask and carrying a bag.

Upon seeing this, his eyes lit up, and the image of a mature man that he maintained for a day suddenly collapsed and turned into a happy child.

Luo Ye trotted over and came to the front of Senior Sister Fairy, and asked: "Senior Sister, why are you here?"

"Let's see how you're doing at work, and I'll send you some food by the way."

Su Baizhou handed the bag in her hand to Luo Ye, which contained the dinner she had just prepared.

Luo Ye returned to the store with Senior Sister Fairy. After all, there was no one in the store now.

After finding a random table and sitting down, Luo Ye quickly opened the lunch box.

What caught his eye was braised beef that was full of color, flavor and flavor, as well as extremely tempting tomatoes, plus a very delicious looking soup, sprinkled on the rice, which whetted Luo Ye's appetite.

He took a bite, and then started to devour it as if he hadn't eaten in a few lifetimes.

The next moment, it seemed that he had eaten too quickly. Luo Ye showed an expression as if he was about to die, and it became difficult to breathe.

Su Baizhou had already guessed that this would happen. He had already walked out of the bar and placed a glass of iced lemonade next to Luo Ye.

The latter took a deep breath and then calmed down.

"Why do I feel like I'm starving every time I eat?" Su Baizhu said helplessly.

"This is recognition of my senior's cooking skills."

Luo Ye gave a thumbs up and started eating again.

After finishing the meal, Luo Ye looked at the door.

There was a long queue again at the Xishi Grilled Sausage stall, but during the queue, many people looked curiously in the direction of the bookstore.

Some people who had never been here were surprised that someone actually opened a bookstore opposite the school.

Congee Ye Bookstore.

The name is quite nice.

In the study room, Luo Ye looked at the face of the fairy senior sister and asked: "Senior sister, the acne is not cured yet?"

"Well...it's become a bit more."

Su Baizhu said a little melancholy.

Sure enough, she lost the bet. She ate hot pot and drank wine yesterday, and two more pimples appeared on her face today.

Luo Ye smiled and said, "It's okay, senior. The ointment sent by my aunt has arrived. Let's go back and get it later."

"Ah."