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    Regarding Liu Bai's behavior, Yang Shanshui was a little confused and really didn't know what to do.  According to his opinion, there was no way such a story could be sent to Zao Chao.     Why?  Because Zazao also wants to make money, and all the stories they acquire are stories that can make money and attract readers. Moreover, those stories also need to be able to help others practice and let others know how Dou Wang rose from Dou to Dou step by step.  Those who have never fought against the king, let others envy and think about it.  But the things in his hands were strange and weird. He didn't know how to explain them. They were so weird. If Liu Bai was his student, he would definitely teach him a lesson.  But seeing that Liu Bai ignored him, he finally sighed and helped Liu Bai put away the things. He told Xiao Tianlei not to run around at home, and he hurried towards the city alone.  In his heart, Liu Bai is a master, and a master cannot be offended. If the other party leaves and there is no one to protect him, wouldn't it be a peaceful life?  So regardless of whether he passed it or not, he would send Liu Bai's things to the miscellaneous copy for review, which was considered as his best effort.  Arriving at Kamikaze City, Yang Shanshui walked through several streets and finally arrived at the location of the Zao organization.  As soon as he reached the door, the guard outside recognized him.  ¡°Village Chief Yang, we¡¯re here to submit stories again.¡± the guard asked with a smile.  "Yes." Yang Shanshui nodded.  "Is the steward here?" "The steward has just come back, go quickly." "Yes." Yang Shanshui nodded.  He walked in quickly and walked through the long corridor.  Walking into a big house, I saw a young man in his twenties sitting on a chair, holding a few pieces of white paper in his hands, and seemed to be reading stories submitted by others.  Hearing the footsteps, the young man looked back at Yang Shanshui, put down the white paper in his hand, and stood up, "Village Chief Yang, have you written another story? But I can tell you that the last story sold well.  No, if the next issue is not good, it may be over." "Yes." Yang Shanshui looked a little embarrassed, "Excuse me, Manager Wan." The young man walked up to him and spread his right hand.  , said: "Bring it here. Let me see, Manager Wan is so busy, how can he have time to wait for your story? If we are waiting for your story, then we will starve to death." Yang Shanshui showed a stiff smile  , hurriedly gave the other party what Liu Bai wrote.  Explained: "This is something written by a friend. I want to show it to Manager Wan. He is kind to me" He will not say the following words because the young man has no intention of listening to him.  , just briefly glanced at the story.  Before he finished reading, his expression changed.  He threw several pieces of paper into Yang Shanshui's face.  "What a bullshit story! Don't you know what you should be writing now?! Look at what a bullshit story you are talking about! Bring it over and show it to Manager Wan! Let me tell you, you are lucky to have met me. If Manager Wan  If you say that, I'm afraid that Manager Wan will kick you away, so get out! The more you write, the worse you get. You're such a piece of trash!" Yang Shanshui nodded with an ugly face, his lips trembled twice, but he still didn't argue with the other party.  He knew the identity of the other party. He was the nephew of a powerful person in the house. For the sake of future money, he had to give up his plan to argue with the other party.  When the young man saw that Yang Shanshui didn't leave, he immediately became furious, "Get out of here! What are you doing here!" "Yes, yes." Yang Shanshui nodded hurriedly. Originally, he wanted to wait for Manager Wan to come back, but now it seems that he hasn't at all.  This opportunity.  Before the young man could continue to curse, he fled out in embarrassment, not even daring to pick up the paper on the ground, for fear that the other party would beat him, and he was no match for the other party.  When the young man saw Yang Shanshui leaving, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips, and he lifted the paper on the ground aside with his kick.  A few crumpled pieces of paper flew under the table and lay there quietly. If no one cleaned them, perhaps no one would find them again.     Rubbish.  The young man sneered, turned around and sat on the chair again, picked up the paper and read it, admiring the words on it.  After a while, the sound of dull footsteps made the young man tremble all over. He hurriedly stood up from the chair and turned to look out the door.  I saw an old man in a white coat walking in from the outside, holding a miscellaneous copy in his hand, as if he had just come out of another room.  "Wan Guanshi." The young man shouted respectfully. The other party can be regarded as a veteran of the miscellaneous affairs.They have a great say in the internal affairs, and because of their special existence, their status is vaguely comparable to that of pharmacists.  Manager Wan raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party, nodded, walked straight to the chair and sat down.  The young man hurriedly took out the paper in his hand and said, "Guanshi Wan, this is the latest story I wrote. I wonder if I can help you see if it meets the requirements for sale." Guanshi Wan didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand.  He took the paper over and began to read it carefully. After reading it at the end, he sighed.  Hearing what Manager Wan said, the young man's heart tightened. He obviously didn't know what happened, but he could tell from the sigh that what he wrote must not satisfy the other party.  "If you have too little experience, you won't be able to write a good story after all. You are still young and have read too little. What you write is completely unattractive, just like eating urala vegetables, without any taste." Wan Guanshi commented  road.  "Since you have the talent for cultivation, don't waste it. It's true that you practice hard. Later, you will naturally have the strength to write stories. It's not a good thing to become famous." "Yes." The young man no longer has the previous enthusiasm.  Such a domineering aura, on the contrary, he listened to the other party's instructions honestly.  Wan Guanshi continued: "I can write good stories because I have experienced it. This is the most important aspect. The second thing is to know what people want to see. Although you can capture it, you have not captured the true meaning of it.  "The essence of it." He picked up the brush on the right, briefly sketched it, and said, "These are all nonsense, and the writing on them makes people have no interest in reading them. It's still the same sentence, you should practice hard.  Don¡¯t write it for now.¡± ¡°Yes, Manager Wan.¡± ¡°By the way, did anyone come to see me when I was away just now?¡± Manager Wan asked.  "No." The young man denied.  "Yeah." Manager Wan nodded and placed the brush on the right side. However, the brush did not stop there quietly. Instead, it rolled towards the right side.  With quick eyesight and quick hands, Wan Guanshi hurriedly tried to hold it down, but the brush was faster and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye as if it was blown by the wind brought by the sleeve.  Manager Wan bent down and just picked up the brush when he saw some papers with writing on them under the table. He thought they were his own things, so he knelt down and picked up the papers.     Oops!  The young man did not expect that Wan Guanshi would discover what was below, but when he thought of the things written in the story, he immediately felt at ease.  What kind of bullshit are you writing? I am afraid that such things will not catch the eyes of the other party at all. They will probably throw them away after just reading it twice, and they will definitely not ask themselves what happened.     snort.  That Yang Shanshui is a loser. What qualifications do he have to write an article? If his own writing is not good, then the other party's writing will definitely be even worse.  He glanced at Manager Wan and found that the other person was still reading the above. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Manager Wan, what's so interesting about that thing? It's complete nonsense. Even children don't want this kind of thing.  Look, I don¡¯t know how the person who wrote this had the courage to write it. Maybe it was just the random thoughts of a fool. "Suddenly!  Manager Wan stood up. He looked at the young man excitedly and asked, "Just now! Did someone come here just now? Tell me!"
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