A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!
Chapter 48 Do you think you deserve to understand “Poor Ghost”?
Chapter 48 Do you think you deserve to understand “Poor Ghost”?
In fact, sometimes Jiang Hai really didn't do it on purpose.
However, compared to ordinary people, his brain activity
It can indeed be described as quite refreshing.
'Are you sure we both mean the same thing?'
Although Yang Shuman wanted to question Jiang Hai,
However, reason eventually prevailed over her.
As a professional worker, her professional ethics did not allow her to ask such 'fierce' questions.
"That's all for today. These are some gifts I personally brought for you. I hope you like them~"
"If you need help with any personal issues in the future, you can always call me."
"Although there is a six-year age difference between us, I hope we can become good friends. See you next time~"
Seeing Yang Shuman walk out of the coffee shop with her own aura,
Jiang Hai waved at her back:
"See you next time~"
Frankly speaking, as a bystander who witnessed the entire conversation between the two, the students who had been sitting at the next table discussing "Poor Ghost"
They didn't understand at all why Yang Shuman, such a cool and arrogant lady, would always hang around the plain-looking boy in front of her?
Moreover, looking at the communication between the two
It's not that the boy is licking the mature woman, but that the mature woman is licking him back?
"No, what's so good about this kid?" Seeing Yang Shuman giggling because of Jiang Hai's teasing, the little boy with glasses sitting next to her, who was crying his heart out just now, directly expressed his incomprehension.
"This guy is taller, looks better, and can brag a little. What else is good about him?"
"Isn't it just bragging? I can do that too!"
“Is he the man who will win the Nobel Prize in Literature?”
"Then I still want to be the next Ronaldo and Messi of the Chinese national football team!!!"
"We are both bragging, why can he attract a long-legged lady, but I can't? What's wrong here?"
Just as this relatively handsome boy with glasses was frantically thinking about what went wrong in the process.
Why can others get girls by bragging but I can't?
Jiang Hai picked up the almost dried milk tea on the table and walked slowly to them:
"I was just listening to you guys discussing this for quite a while."
"I'm not saying this, but I think the book "Two Thousand Years of Poor People" is really average."
Originally, I couldn't stand seeing Jiang Hai picking up such a pretty girl in the milk tea shop.
The brothers sitting here already have complaints against you!
Now, you still want to take the initiative to come over and deliver it?
Isn't this just a case of the pillow appearing when you feel sleepy?
In that case
Don't blame me for being rude.
"Do you understand "The Poor Man"? Have you seen "The Poor Man"? Who do you think you are?" The gentle little man with glasses immediately threw his phone on the table with a look of disdain, "You? You even commented on "The Poor Man"? You are really like an old lady hiding in bed, I am so amused."
"Do you know what historical text is? Do you know what variant historical text is? You don't listen when I tell you, and you don't understand when I listen."
"You're such a poor guy, and I rated it as a poor guy?"
"Please don't make me laugh, okay?"
The student sitting next to the man with glasses, the tall and slightly thin boy, also stood up to express his opinion:
"Have you read any books? Have you read any history books? How many history books have you read?"
"You haven't read any history books, are you barking here?"
"I can say responsibly that I have been reading for 20 years and am a seasoned writer. I have read most of the historical novels on the market."
"I have never read a book as good as "The Poor Man"!"
"Those who haven't read as many books as me are not qualified to speak! You've only read a few history books and you're barking here? You're the only one who knows "The Poor Man"? What the hell is that?"
The shorter guy who had been sitting next to the two men and looked a little friendlier stood up decisively after the two started arguing.
Although he looked kind, his words were even more sharp:
"'Poor Ghost'? What do you know about 'Poor Ghost'? What do you know about it?"
"Do you know why a girl like Gu Nan is called 'Mr.'?" "Do you know why writing about female protagonists in male channels is still so popular?"
“If ‘The Poor Man’ wasn’t well written, would it still be so popular?”
“If The Poor Man wasn’t well-written, would it still have so many fans?”
"I've seen a lot of people like you, who think they're important but are nothing."
"You think 'Poor Ghost' is not well written? Do you think you can write it? If you can, then come on, don't just brag."
Although, when these three people were fighting among themselves, the arguments were extremely fierce.
They almost got into a fight.
However, when things really get bad, the main thing is to be united against the outside world.
We can say that "The Poor Man" is not well written, but others cannot.
We can argue that some of the plots in "The Poor Ghost" are inconsistent with history, but arguments are arguments alone. How can you, an outsider, say that this book is rubbish?
Well, I’m sorry, we’re going to let you see the fighting power of die-hard fans!
Jiang Hai wanted to pretend to be cool and say something like
'The book you are reading was written by me.'
"I think this book, in terms of writing style alone, needs to be improved."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Hai hadn't even finished his words.
Little Glasses directly picked up the remaining milk tea cup on the table:
"Different road non-phase plan!"
"Are you going?"
"If you don't leave, I'm going to take action"
The friendly-looking little guy was even more stunned. He stood up from the stool and walked to Jiang Hai:
"Would you like to go?"
"Don't underestimate me because I'm small. If I start to fight you, you may not be able to withstand it."
I can't pretend to be this cool anymore.
If you don't leave now, you might really get beaten.
Seeing the three of them acting like they were ready to fight if they didn't agree,
Jiang Hai put down the cup of milk tea in his hand with a helpless look on his face, then turned around and silently started to rush out of the coffee shop:
“Okay, I don’t understand.”
"I am blind, it's okay for me to leave, right?"
Xingtian Chinese website, gold medal editorial team,
The so-called gold medal editing team is the top three groups in the Xingtian editing team performance:
The first editing group, the second editing group, and the third editing group.
These three groups of editors are collectively referred to as:
Gold medal editing team!
At this moment, Chief Editor Mo of the Gold Medal Editing Team was sitting in his office, carefully reading "The Ups and Downs of a Poor Ghost for Two Thousand Years", which ranked seventh on the Star Glory Rankings. He couldn't understand why he had spent so much effort to invite this great author from an external website.
How could he be killed in seconds by a little Karami who suddenly jumped out from nowhere?
This book was clearly outside the top ten two days ago, but how come it suddenly appeared in my mind today.
Straight to seventh?
You said it doesn't matter if you get seventh place, but if you get seventh place, the works of my authors will be squeezed out of the top ten list.
This is very important.
(End of this chapter)
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