Shangdao Qingyu took a deep breath, picked up the coffee next to him and drank it. This was the coffee that was first poured into the cup. It was so hot at the time, but because I was so obsessed with reading the novel that I forgot to drink it, it has become cold now. The brown coffee touched Ueshima Qingyu's lips. Although it was perfectly okay to drink cold coffee in the summer, the air conditioner was on in the room. He felt something at the moment. He frowned slightly and took a sip without taking it away. After moistening her throat, Shangdao Qingyu began to read seriously. ¡°I started reading Xiaoliu¡¯s novels again, and I had a different feeling. The roughness in words is the most primitive enjoyment, being able to directly face the storm of words. Sometimes it suddenly becomes exquisite, like a small attic, a connected waterway, beautiful scenery, fresh air, and refreshing. This change is surprising, but unexpectedly, it feels as if it is natural. That is such a touching blue, pure and almost transparent, this is the color born from the heart. It makes people feel supreme enjoyment. That is such a bright and dazzling red, bloody and depressing. This is the most cruel style. It makes people feel extremely depressed. "When reading Xiaoliu's novels, Shangdao Qingyu will always have different feelings of one kind or another. "However, she doesn't think this feeling is bad. On the contrary, this is something that other novels cannot do. This is the power of a true master, able to stir up the reader's emotions perfectly. "Xiaoyanagi has achieved this, although in other places it still seems a bit rough and particularly immature - if you let Shangyu Shangyu say so. Where exactly is it immature, and where exactly is it rough. But she couldn't tell the precise positioning that she could achieve as an editor. Facing Xiaoyanagi's novels of this level, it has lost its original ability. I just relied on my professional sixth sense to feel this. An indescribable discordant imperfection. If you really want to say it, this is deliberately looking for trouble. But no matter what, Shangdao Qingyu always felt that it really existed. But this does not seem to affect the excitement of Xiaoliu's novel. Even knowing the progress of the story, Ueshima Qingyu still felt great enjoyment. Even when some plots were about to face a turning point, even knowing the next progress. I am still full of expectations, as if I will feel the new style again - famous novels are often read endlessly, and even if they are read many times, they still feel that they are still classics. Obviously, Koyanagi's novels already have this quality The initial prototype has taken shape. In fact, Shangdao Qingyu did not dare to say these things to Xiaoliu, because it was just because of feelings. She felt that there were flaws, but she had no way to correct them. Some of them would only give the writer a headache and be of no use. Not only that, Xiaoliu¡¯s novels are also good enough. It's enough to cover up this inexplicable flaw. There is no need to say it. There has always been nothing but praise. If Shangdao Qingyu is really out of his mind and tells this matter, Xiaoliu will probably show a clear look, because he already knows. Xiaoliu knows. The biggest shortcoming of my novel is the lack of the beauty of the sequence of words. Xiaoliu always felt that. The writing style is as much about the plot as it is about the words. Various descriptions of characters. However, when all these are accomplished, the writing begins to sublimate again, which is a different realm and will have different effects. The beauty of text sequence is what that level pursues. The master's writing style, every stroke and every sentence, will make people feel smooth, smooth and perfect. This is not only a talent, but also the most instinctive ability that can be understood after writing countless sentences. It's a pity that Xiaoliu does not have this ability. Although the plots he created are exciting enough, he still lacks the background of a master. This is inevitable, but he is still growing after all. So, when I saw Slave of Money 2, Ueshima Qingyu felt that the plot was impeccable, but in other aspects, there seemed to be a kind of sublimation? Shangdao Qingyu spent half a day specifically reading Xiaoliu¡¯s novels. Unconsciously, the sky turned dark, and Shangdao Qingyu sent an email back to Xiaoliu. "Super perfect! Teacher Xiaoliu's novel is indeed wonderful and impeccable! I didn't understand the final ending. Then I read it again carefully and still didn't understand it, but I seemed to understand something. It was really a bit depressing. , I wonder if Mr. Xiaoliu can explain it to me when you have time? Of course, this manuscript is 100% overdue. I have already informed the above and asked them to arrange the subsequent promotion of Mr. Xiaoliu¡¯s novel. Please don¡¯t worry! Leave it to us, Teacher Xiaoyanagi!" Clicking to send, Ueshima Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. ??????????????????????????????????????????: Shangdao Qingyu stood up, stretched out, and prepared to go out to eat something. After sitting for a long time, she was already a little hungry, and now she was even moreHe stood up, and his stomach almost screamed in protest, but the moment he stood up, the sound of an email receipt came from the computer. Shangdao Qingyu was stunned for a moment and looked at the display screen, only to see that this was the message Xiaoliu had replied to. It was really fast! At this time, Xiaoyanagi was surfing the Internet and drawing comics. He saw Ueshima Qingyu's email and replied it quickly - of course. But Shangdao Qingyu didn¡¯t know this. She only felt that Xiaoliu¡¯s message reply speed was extremely fast. She clicked on the email with full concentration to see what Teacher Xiaoliu¡¯s reply was. However, what she didn¡¯t expect was that Xiao Liu¡¯s reply was only one word. "Hmm." "Hmm. Hmmhuh?" Shangdao Qingyu looked at Xiaoyanagi's email receipt on the screen, and was stunned for a long time before finally confirming it. Xiaoliu's reply was really only this one word. "Did Teacher Koyanagi only reply one word?" Ueshima Qingyu said with a bit of laughter: "At least reply to me 'I understand' - something like that. There is only one word. What a personality, it is comparable to what he said The created protagonists are the same, but if you think about it, you can tell what kind of protagonist there is, what kind of author it is? " Koyanagi didn't know that his one-word reply made Ueshima Qingyu sigh with emotion. , if I knew it, I would probably write a polite word like thank you. At this time, Xiaoliu is drawing a one-hit man. "It's so boring!" Mashiro next to him ran to Xiaoyanagi's room because he was too bored and couldn't help but say this. Because Mashiro just came back, he didn¡¯t start painting right away. Anyway, he still had some manuscripts - so it was inevitable that he would be a little bored at this time. (To be continued)?¡