A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 141 This person looks more like an enemy than a book fan!

There are still gaps between schools, and there are also gaps between students.

For example, the senior sister Xiao Linyu in front of us is a favorite student of Tao Chunfang, a well-known professor of folk drama in China.

Of course, Xiao Linyu is not an undergraduate student, but a doctoral student.

Although it is classified as an ordinary first-batch college by the Ministry of Education and has not reached the level of the top domestic universities 985/211, the "Drama Literature" major of Chenghai Drama Academy is actually quite famous in the industry.

Xiao Linyu graduated from Beijing Normal University with a bachelor's degree and from Fudan University with a master's degree. When she was about to enter the doctoral field in the field of drama, she resolutely chose to leave the halo of a prestigious school and gave up the invitation to study directly for a doctorate in the Department of Drama and Literature of Zhejiang University.

I came to Chenghai Theater and chose to continue my studies under the guidance of tutor Tao Chunfang.

Being able to give up Zhejiang University and come to Chengxi Opera, it is conceivable that Chengxi Opera still has a certain influence in the field of drama?
When Jiang Hai opened the door.

When Jiang Hai saw Senior Sister Xiao Linyu, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and had a dull look in her eyes, carrying a thick suitcase filled with all kinds of books on the adaptation of [Folklore Drama], he was completely shocked:
"No, Senior Sister, do you really want me to die?"

The last time Xiao Linyu sent Jiang Hai study materials, Jiang Hai spent a whole week looking at them but still couldn't finish them. Although Jiang Hai had tried his best to look them up, even after a week, there were still more than a dozen books that he hadn't even flipped through and were lying on the bookshelf gathering dust.

I didn’t even finish reading the book last time, and this time you brought me another box of books?

Isn't this simply trying to kill me?

"No, Senior Sister." Jiang Hai looked at Xiao Linyu with a little surprise, "To learn something like this, shouldn't we take a step-by-step approach?"

"Didn't Teacher Tao teach you that you can't chew too much?"

"If I were to read these books by myself, I might not be able to finish them in a month."

Hearing this, Xiao Linyu pushed her gold-rimmed glasses with her right hand in a slightly bewildered manner, and then looked at Jiang Hai quite sincerely:

"But this is the amount I usually use for three days of reading."

A doctoral student and an undergraduate student are two completely different concepts.

Especially for doctoral students who graduated from key majors in key universities, the scientific research pressure they bear is extremely heavy!
For Xiao Linyu, it took three days to finish reading this batch of information about folk drama.

This is a very normal thing.

But for Jiang Hai, how can you expect him to read the same amount as Xiao Linyu in three days?
Isn't this definitely a death sentence?

"No, senior sister, I..." Just as Jiang Hai wanted to explain his difficulties to Xiao Linyu, he swallowed his words back when he saw her sincere yet slightly confused eyes.

After all, they still came to help me.

If that's the case, what's there to complain about?

Thinking of this, he took a step back and made way for Xiao Linyu:
"Don't stand at the door, Senior Sister, come in quickly."

As an author who specializes in writing "cool articles", Jiang Hai thought that he would suffer retribution, but he never thought that -

How could this retribution come so quickly?

What is it like to be forced to study?
Are you relieved?
Is it pain?
Or is it sadness?

As a person who experienced it personally, Jiang Hai can only say that the above feelings -

He has it all!
Whether it is traditional literature or opera and drama, it is not easy to specialize in any of these subjects.

Even though Jiang Hai has a solid literary foundation, he still has a hard time studying the materials on folk drama.

It’s still a bit difficult!

Every time Jiang Hai felt that knowledge was pouring into his brain too quickly, he wanted to stop and take a break.

Xiao Linyu would stare at him with a particularly sincere look:
"Is there anything you didn't understand? Do you want me to speak slower?"

What do you think of Xiao Linyu's teaching level?
There is absolutely no doubt about this.

As a favorite student of teacher Tao Chunfang, Xiao Linyu's research and understanding of folk drama are definitely among the best in the country.

She didn't use any overly profound nouns and words. In order to make Jiang Hai adapt to her rhythm, Xiao Linyu showed him in a very easy-to-understand way -

The development and research of folk drama.

The three major frameworks and writing methods of folk drama.

The derivation of contradictions and conflicts in the field of drama.

And so on and so forth.
Do you want to ask what Xiao Linyu said?
it is good!
That must be very good!

Even though Jiang Hai had no background in drama, he could still understand very clearly the content and topics that Xiao Linyu wanted to express.

But, here comes the problem!

It is true that Xiao Linyu's talk is very easy to understand, but because the knowledge and content she expressed are too vast and complicated, Jiang Hai's brain often crashes:
"No, Senior Sister, I need to slow down a bit."

People, not robots.

No matter how simple and easy it is to understand what you say, at the end of the day, you still need to rest.

Whenever Jiang Hai proposed to take a break, Xiao Linyu would stare at him with a very sincere look:
"What's wrong, Junior Brother? Did I not explain something clearly?"

Jiang Hai shook his head and expressed his request in a rather tired tone:
"It's not your problem, it's my problem."

After receiving Jiang Hai's affirmative answer, Xiao Linyu will agree to his request:

"Okay, you rest first."

After saying this, without any hesitation, Xiao Linyu took out a thick book "Draft History of Chinese Drama Historiography" from his pocket and continued to read it very seriously.

She didn't disturb Jiang Hai, nor did she chat with him about anything else. She just sat at the desk and read quietly.

To be honest, this feeling—

Is it really quite uncomfortable?
Others sacrificed their spare time to help me with tutoring, but she didn't complain about being tired, but I was the one who complained about being tired first?

Does this make Jiang Hai feel embarrassed?

The most important thing is that there are only two people in this room, and there is only so much space.
They are reading and studying non-stop, while you are sitting there, relaxing and playing with your phone?

Can you really sit down?

Even though Jiang Hai was extremely tired and felt like his brain was about to explode, when he saw Xiao Linyu reading seriously, he couldn't help but be influenced by her?

He tried to pull Xiao Linyu into the water:

"Senior Sister Xiao, why don't you stop reading and chat for a while?"

When Xiao Linyu raised her head, she would stare at him with a very clear look:
"Have a rest?"

I have to say it, this feeling is extremely torturous. You want to give up but there are people who are following you and won't let you!

It seems that in Xiao Linyu's world, the word "rest" does not exist at all?

I don’t know about other people, but Jiang Hai really can’t bear to watch others learning in front of him while he remains indifferent?

"No, what I mean is..." Jiang Hai felt a little overwhelmed. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Linyu helplessly, "Forget it, I won't say anything."

"Sister, let's continue."

It was torture in the same way, but Jiang Hai was tortured badly by the serious and responsible senior sister Xiao Linyu.

As dear readers of Jianghai,

At this moment, how good can it get?
When the completion of "My 26-Year-Old Female Tenant" was announced, the entire Xingtian Chinese website exploded!

Among the top ten hot searches on the website, seven are about the author [Rainy Night] and [The Female Tenant].

"No, what on earth did Jiang Hai do???"

As the editor-in-chief of Jianghai, Yang Shuman could truly feel the anger of the book lovers at this moment.

Verbal abuse, intimidation, and threats were rampant in the circle of book fans of "The Tenant".

Even as the editor-in-charge of Jiang Hai, Yang Shuman was very confused.

Why is it that when Jiang Haiming writes online novels, he always labels his novels as "cool novels"?

But how come he doesn't do anything about the personnel matters of Shuangwen?

"How does Jiang Hai define the concept of a cool novel?"

Yang Shuman thought about it again and again, and finally came to a conclusion:
Other authors define a good article as one that makes the readers happy.

For someone like Jiang Hai, the definition of a cool article is to make oneself happy!
Just as Jiang Hai often said:

"What does it matter to me whether my readers live or die?"

Who says that a text that makes the author feel good when reading it cannot be called a good text?

Yang Shuman moved the mouse slightly and checked the book review section of "The Female Tenant". She found that after the finale was released, the book friends were all shocked:
"Okay, okay, this is how it's written, right? Wait for me to go to the kitchen and get you the money. Do you want British pounds or US dollars?"

"I swear I won't be a human being unless it's a rainy night with a sword. I swear by this letter!"

"After thirty years in the literary world, this is the only author I want to kill. I'm not kidding."

"Rainy night, old dog, you'd better hide well, or I'll find you out."

Seeing that there were indeed fanatical book fans in the book review section, they began to search online for Jiang Hai’s real identity and offline address?

This inevitably made Yang Shuman a little worried:

“Other authors write books to gain fans.”

"Why is it that Jiang Hai's writing of a book seems to have attracted a large group of enemies?"

It seems like these book fans in the book club aren't joking.

Out of concern for Jiang Hai, Yang Shuman took out her cell phone and sent a message to Jiang Hai:
[Jiang Hai, please be careful these two days and don't go out.]

[I think the direction of public opinion seems to be a little wrong.]

Who would have thought that more than ten minutes after the message was sent, there was no reply from Jiang Hai?
This made Yang Shuman feel that something was wrong:

"what's the situation?"

As if to confirm her guess, Yang Shuman sent Jiang Hai more than a dozen messages in a row:

"Jiang Hai, are you there?"

"Jiang Hai, are you okay?"

"Jiang Hai, please reply if you have received this."

Without exception, Jiang Hai did not respond to his message bombardment.

Just like a stone sinking into the sea, the rivers and seas disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Yang Shuman suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart:

"Could something really have happened to Jiang Hai?"

Just when Yang Shuman was worried, on the other side.

Chengxi, student dormitory.

Fatty Yang Wei sat in front of the computer screen with a puzzled look on his face and sneezed violently:
"Ah~~~ sneeze!"

I don’t know if he had a cold or something else, but from morning to afternoon, he sneezed one after another without stopping.

He was wiping his nose with a tissue, complaining as he did so:
"what's the situation?"

"Why is my right eyelid twitching all the time today?"

(End of this chapter)