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1135: A slap in the face from my destiny!

well.

No wonder some people say that ignorance is the happiest, and the more you know, the more you care.

It's not that Wen Ying, a reborn person, wants to meddle in other people's business. She can pretend not to know about some things if they don't happen in front of her. But if it happens under Wen Ying's nose, it's really hard for her to pretend to be blind.

There was still half a year before Shui Mingyue's seal disappeared, and Wen Ying kept this in mind.

Now Wen Ying is not only Shui Mingyue's reader, the two of them have left each other's contact information and added QQ friends. Wen Ying can understand Shui Mingyue's updates - in fact, it doesn't matter if you really don't want to write anymore, everyone has it.

The right to choose your own development path.

It would be great if Shui Mingyue could inform the readers when finishing the novel, so that they would not worry and some people would not make random guesses!

Because Wen Ying clarified it in public in the cafeteria, the credibility of the rumor that she and the man checked into a hotel opposite the college was greatly reduced.

He Xin still doesn't like Wen Ying.

Wen Ying didn't care.

After all, except He Xin, the other teachers in the college are very easy to get along with.

The teachers set aside some time for everyone to discuss freely every time they attend class. This is the exchange of ideas and creative collision that Wen Ying is most looking forward to.

In the same classroom, similar scenes have happened countless times before this training class. Many literary works were inspired by writers in such collisions and exchanges... The light of literature in the past is reflected in the present, in the classroom

This group of young writers may give birth to "literary greats" who will be engraved in the palace of Chinese literature in the future. Just thinking about it will make Wen Ying tremble with excitement!

Wen Ying's eyes lit up and she was very excited:

"Don't laugh at me, you idiot. I have never participated in such training before. No wonder so many people want to come. I have really benefited a lot!"

He Xin, a 27-year-old doctor of literature, has passed the college entrance examination and is a resident training teacher of the college.

Those who can still teach in the liberal arts college without establishment are even more outstanding.

These idle clouds and wild cranes don't like to be restricted. They come to give lectures when they have time. If they don't have time, they just say they don't have time.

Some of them have junior high school diplomas or even primary school diplomas. It can be seen that the level of diplomas does not affect their achievements in literary creation at all.

Is there any standard model for writing?

It's all the writer's "wild imagination". Write whatever you think, don't follow the trend, write what you are best at.

There is an old writer who is very down-to-earth and advises young people like Wen Ying to learn to be pragmatic: "For example, if a writer is from a rural area, then he should write more about farmers. There is no shame in writing about farmers. There are so many farmers in China, and there are many more

Farmers' children, you have a lot of potential readers... and it's easy to win awards for writing about farmers!"

The whole class was amused.

Today there was also a very famous writer who came to teach Wen Ying and a group of people with a chicken coop on his head.

He Xin admires this writer very much. Not only did he analyze the writer's award-winning works in depth during previous lectures, but now he also sits in the classroom and listens to the lectures with the students.

At the end of the class, He Xin had more interactions with the writer than the other students.

Wen Ying understood instantly: This is Teacher He’s destiny!

So Wen Ying did something immoral. When it came to the free question period, Wen Ying asked the writer: "Can you tell me how you got on the path of creation? Did you have a premonition that it would happen at the beginning of creation?

Achieve what you have now?”

This is to rekindle the discussion on "values ​​of literary creation"!

Most of the students in the class were in high spirits.

There's trouble, the fish in the upstream are going to cause trouble!

Mu Fan and Shui Mingyue looked at each other: Xiaoyu is going to fight back against He Xin?

Is Xiaoyu so confident?

If this well-known writer had the same concept as He Xin, wouldn't Xiaoyu be slapped in the face?

Both Mu Fan and Shui Mingyue could see what Wen Ying was thinking, and He Xin was not a fool, so he could also see it.

But He Xin is not nervous at all. This is the School of Liberal Arts, and the writers who come here to give lectures pay great attention to influence and will take into account their own image in the minds of young generations. Regardless of why they started writing in the first place, now that they are successful and famous, they naturally want to

Try to give a high-level reason.

He Xin miscalculated.

In other words, He Xin's love for this writer is not deep enough and she is judging others based on her own reactions. I wonder if this writer is really casual.

The writer didn't know the undercurrent in the classroom. Hearing Wen Ying's question, he scratched his hair:

"Why create? Because I don't want to go to work. I didn't want to go to work. I heard others say that being a writer doesn't require me to go to work every day, so I became a writer."

"puff--"

"ah?!"

"Really?"

Except for Wen Ying, the other students were confused, and the most confused one was He Xin.

He Xin forced himself to make amends, "You are so funny..."

The writer disagreed: "It's humorous. I'm telling the truth. I became a writer just because I didn't want to go to work. I didn't want to go to work before, and I still don't want to go to work now. It's time, let's get out of class!"

This well-known writer used his actions to tell everyone how much he hated "going to work". As soon as the bell rang after class, people would roll up their textbooks and run out.

For a writer, going to class is another form of work. If the leader of the School of Liberal Arts hadn’t repeatedly invited him, he wouldn’t have wanted to come at all!

The writer ran away, Wen Ying smiled, and He Xin stayed where he was, messy in the wind.

Such a willful answer obviously impacted Teacher He's faith.

——The literary value of the work is obviously so high, but why is the writer so like this?

Not wanting to be laughed at by Wen Ying, He Xin tried her best to maintain her demeanor and slowly walked out of the classroom. As soon as she stepped out of the classroom door, she heard a burst of laughter from behind.

He Xin didn't look back and walked faster!

Mu Fan wiped away the tears from laughter, "How did you know it would be like this? It's over, it's over, now Teacher He is even less likely to like you!"

Shui Mingyue was also smiling: "This is Xiaoyu's luck, he just happened to meet it."

Everyone thought that Wen Ying was lucky to have bumped into such a well-known writer who did not follow the rules and slapped He Xin hard in the face.

Because apart from luck, no one can find any other explanation.

It is impossible for such a famous writer to join forces with Wen Ying to deliberately embarrass Teacher He Xin!

Wen Ying pretended to be confused, "Why doesn't Teacher He like me? I still want to go to work in the future. Going to work will make me have a regular schedule."

The laughter in the classroom is even louder!

"Xiaoyu is very enlightened, so I don't like going to work."

"I started writing novels just to earn royalties. I didn't expect the magazine editor to say that my writing was very good. I was also surprised -"

"It was my hobby, but I made more money writing than working, so I became a full-time writer..."

There was a lot of discussion in the classroom, but Wen Ying, who successfully opened up this topic, was hiding her merit and fame.

Luck?

It's really luck.

The luck of rebirth is unique to Wen Ying.

As long as Wen Ying didn't say it herself, no one would have guessed that the reason why she could slap He Xin in the face was because she had seen this writer's interview in her previous life.

After the screenshot of the interview in which the other party "didn't want to go to work" was found, it quickly became popular on social platforms.


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