After leaving the university, Zhou Jinru bought some fruit and followed the route in his memory to Uncle Dong's courtyard. This time he walked slowly. From the moment he walked out of the school gate, his sanity began to slowly return.
"A lot of emotional values have been collected, most of them are joy. Only when I left, Liu Li provided a little bit of sadness. Forget it, it doesn't matter."
He came to the door of Uncle Dong's house. It was still the same as before. The door was open. There was a morning tea stall parked in the yard. A figure with gray hair was washing the pots and dishes. When he saw Zhou Jinru come in, he waved his hands and shouted: "Ah Mr. Guang, are you here?"
"Lin Bo has spoken, I will definitely come."
Zhou Jinru walked in and put the fruits on the stone table in the courtyard. He had not seen these things the last time he came here.
"I can wait, you get busy first."
Zie wiped his hands, walked closer, and whispered: "Mr. Aguang, I have something to trouble you with..."
"You have someone you want me to talk to you about?"
"How is that possible? I've been writing something these days, thinking..."
Zhou Jinru suddenly realized that he was here to test the poison with Shen Nong. Although he could not write, he had a roommate who often jumped on the street and made noises every day. He used a few of them to test the poison. He had already experienced hundreds of battles. As the saying goes, Read three hundred Tang poems, even if you don’t know how to do them, you can still memorize them.
So he waved his hand and said, "Bring it to me and take a look."
He sat on the stone bench and carefully read through the words written in the notebook. After a while, he found a blank piece of paper and was absorbed in writing and drawing. He walked back and forth several times without noticing.
"Mr. Aguang, do you have any suggestions?"
Zhou Jinru raised his head, pinched the bridge of his nose, and handed the paper in his hand to Jie.
He looked down and saw a few words written on the first line: physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, esteem needs and self-actualization needs.
"These are all sources of motivation for a character. Let me explain to you slowly..."
…
Across a window, the Rat King twirled his beard and looked at the two young men in the yard. Behind him was a chopping board, and Uncle Dong was busy making fish balls.
"Have you seen him?"
Uncle Dong didn't even raise his head: "I looked at him when he came in. His face was haggard and his body was withered. He exhausted all his energy after going out for a while, and he is no longer as young and vigorous as when he first arrived."
"Can you see that too?"
"I'm not blind."
The Rat King sighed: "Then you have never seen him up close. He is as skin and bones as a skeleton, but his spine is still strong. He is mentally exhausted, but his energy and energy are more concentrated. Especially in those eyes, it is like staring at the prey." It’s like a beast, with a ball of blazing flames, very scary.”
Old Dong stopped what he was doing and said in disbelief: "You are thinking too much. I haven't heard you comment on anyone like this in so many years. Even your daughter can only say one sentence."
The Rat King shook his head gently: "Although the man is dry, his breath is long and his energy is deep. When I first saw him, I thought I was wrong. Guess who I saw?"
"who?"
"Old Wei."
Old Dong accidentally dropped the kitchen knife on the chopping board and exclaimed in surprise: "What?!"
"The old Wei who had just fought against Ursus twenty years ago, the one who won the Dragon Gate with a tragic victory, had the same look in his eyes at that time. I will never forget it in my life, and neither can you. You retired after taking a shot for him in that battle."
Lao Dong picked up the kitchen knife with a slightly trembling hand and cut the vegetables in his hand: "I have forgotten it. It has been so long ago that I can't remember what happened back then."
"He has strength, foundation, and a team of loyal mercenaries. Do you understand that when Rhodes Island recovers, he may not be able to stir up troubles."
"Do you know his origin? A famous scholar from Kazdaele. When the civil war was in quagmire, he was elected as a commander. He reversed the decline in one fell swoop. He was known as 'the man who can easily shake the balance of war'. He has a unique understanding of Originium disease. He understands that in this world, as long as the Origin Stone Calamity still exists, he and his pharmaceutical company will be guests of all countries."
Old Dong said angrily: "Why do I feel like you want to kill him?"
The Rat King's eyes moved slightly: "If Commander Wei hadn't given the order, I would definitely have tried to assassinate him. His existence is a potential threat to Longmen. No one can guarantee that Rhode Island will always be in the honeymoon period with Longmen. .”
"You and Mr. Wei are a perfect match. You are both the same people. Everything is for Longmen. Longmen is everything."
The Rat King was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly: "Without Dragon Gate, we are nothing."
…
The pen in Zhou Jinru's hand drew a circle on the paper: "Readers will unconsciously bring themselves into it. They need to feel refreshed, that is, a sense of satisfaction. It is the author's job to establish a sense of satisfaction among several levels of needs. , from the lowest level of food, water, a shelter from the wind and rain, a suitable partner, to gaining the respect of others, to the highest level of realizing self-worth, a good-looking story revolves around these.”
He took a sip of water and saw Huaihu coming in from the outside. He said hello and continued: "I don't want you to write a good story and be scolded by readers again, so there is another thing that you must remember, order, although It’s fun to destroy order, but building order out of chaos that conforms to conventional cognition will make readers truly recognize you. After all, writing a book is a process of exporting to the outside world.”
Huaihu looked at the paper on the stone table curiously: "What are you talking about?"
"A little insight."
Zhou Jinru thought to himself that he didn't want such a good young man to write anti-social and anti-personality stories, especially in the nascent stage of the entire industry. It was a trivial matter to be notorious for a long time. If he was ostracized by the group, he would be in big trouble.
Huaihu read it twice and exclaimed: "This is almost the same as the content in our social studies textbook. Anyway, I don't like it. I have to write a long paragraph in the exam, and any less will be deducted."
Zhou Jinru smiled slightly, everyone is afraid of this thing, especially the theoretical questions, which are really deadly. It has become a filling game. You must fill up all the spaces where you can write, so everyone has learned how to write a sentence. Expand the words into several paragraphs to increase the word count.
The Mouse King and Old Dong came out of the kitchen at this time and invited several people to come over for dinner. At the table, Zhou Jinru thanked the guests again and again for their hospitality.
When it got dark, Dong Bo and Jie drove to set up a stall. The Rat King stopped Zhou Jinru who was about to leave.
"Ah Guang, do you really want that much of that spicy candy you mentioned?"
Zhou Jinru nodded: "I've eaten a few and they were quite pleasantly surprised, so I wanted to buy some to bring back a surprise to my colleagues."
That's a shock...
The Rat King squeezed his cane tightly and sighed: "There are not so many goods at the moment. You really want too much, so you have to wait."
There was no other way, he actually wanted five hundred kilograms of spicy candies. Whose candy shop would prepare so many goods at short notice? !
