I'm just sorry for plagiarism

But Dad is still Dad, so you can't really talk to him, can you?After thinking about it, Li Xia sighed, "Don't worry, Dad, I think you should perform better on your own. Don't ask me."

"How to say?"

"With your current ability, you should not be able to control the subject matter I suggested." Li Xia answered honestly.

"What do you mean by that?" Father Xia was stunned.

It's not easy for Li Xia to tell him directly, that if he wants to write non-tiring and popular subjects these days, it's just a happy second pen to the city, right?However, there has always been a disadvantage of daily Xiang's essays, that is, it is too easy to lose fun.

What is the purpose of watching Happy Xiangwen?Isn't it just a picture of joy?Since we want an audience, we will naturally have jokes and jokes.

However, the Internet environment was underdeveloped in those days, so if there were any plots and jokes, they would be circulated in a small area, and when they woke up early, they would say hello to each other and just pass it along.If you really want to write it in a book, most people may not be able to understand it, and then it will be superfluous.

Besides, Dad is an old man who lived in the last century anyway. Even he himself would not agree to such a pedantic idea to write joyful complaints?

After thinking about it, Li Xia still sighed, "Actually, it's not impossible."

"Oh? What idea did you come up with?"

"Why don't you just write about cultivating immortals." Li Xia played with the hair next to his ear, thought for a while, and came up with an unexpected classification.

Since daily writing is not good enough, how about cultivating fairy tales and fantasy?Fighting monsters and leveling up and so on, collecting medicine and refining alchemy water one chapter at a time is over, and you don't need to use your brain.What's more, people's thinking at that time hadn't opened up to this area, and choosing such a subject matter was a foresight.

"Cultivation of Immortals." The old man brushed his beard and thought for a while, and then he said, "You mean, like "The Legend of Condor Heroes"? One person and one sword go to the end of the world, golden swords and iron horses, happy revenge?"

"Not to mention my daughter, it's a good idea."

It is estimated that there is not even "Zhu Xian" in this era, so when I mentioned Xiuxian, my father subconsciously thought of martial arts novels similar to Xiuxian. .

They only imitate the excellent works of the predecessors without letting go, but they don't know how to innovate.

Sure enough, after a while, my father discovered the disadvantages: "However, it seems that many people are writing about this subject, right? It should be difficult to write well at my current level."

"Who asked you to write martial arts?" Li Xia sighed, "I mean fantasy, do you know what fantasy is?"

"Fantasy? What is that?" Dad was stunned, as if he had never heard this word before?

Li Xia gestured for a long time, but his father didn't understand what it meant, so he simply opened the code word file in the computer, picked up the keyboard, and then turned around to tell his father.

"Then I'll write a chapter for you to read first, so you understand?"

The old man nodded, he didn't regard Li Xia as a child at this time, and his expression was quite serious, "Is it the school of writing the protagonist? A genius boy? Which section of martial arts did he start? When did he meet the mysterious old man? The specific structure What about it?"

"Who told you that we're going to write these plots?" Li Xia grinned, the smile on that exquisitely carved pink face was actually rare and playful.

"What I want to write is the story of a good-for-nothing boy who, after being humiliated by his fiancée, counterattacks the entire Dou Qi Continent."

Chapter 19, Chapter 18, Understanding the Book

It was about the plot of "Fights Break the Sphere". Li Xia felt that the progress of the original work was a bit slow, so he simply summarized it for him in two to three thousand words, wrote something similar to the outline, and extended the plot until Xiao Yan was killed by Nalan Yanran. The divorce part.

It wasn't a very long chapter in the first place, and Li Xia had read it before, so it was natural to write it backwards. After more than ten minutes of work, she pushed the keyboard: "It's finished."

Dad felt a little distressed about the keyboard with a keycap knocked off.

"Look first." Li Xia pointed at the computer screen.

The old man glanced at the handwriting on the screen, and the first thing to bear the brunt was a simple and clear introduction: "This is the world of vindictiveness, there is no fancy magic, there is only vindictiveness that has multiplied to the peak..."

"The magical world, is it the same as Harry Potter or something?" The old man touched his chin, thinking about it, "This is a little different from what I thought before."

People at my father’s age are somewhat stubborn. The first fantasy that comes to mind is also based on the foundation of martial arts. It may be that in the eyes of the older generation, only such things can be compared to the fighting series. Excellent work, right?

"Don't talk nonsense, take a good look first." Li Xia said.

Dad really looked at it seriously.

At first, he looked at the new chapter written by his daughter with a scrutiny eye, but he didn't expect that the slightly frowning brows would turn into a frown just like that.

After a long time, I was not willing to stretch, and I don't know how long it took before I could hold back that breath.

"Are you a tormentor..."

"It doesn't count..." Li Xia felt a little guilty, but she could understand it, after all, her fiancée who had been with her for several years would be gone if she said no, it's not easy to accept anyone, right?

"But it's so depressing to read." The old man glanced again, "The protagonist is such a loser."

"Don't bully young people into being poor." Li Xia said.

"Does it mean that there will be a comeback in the future?" The old man was really perceptive.

"Almost...but tough."

"Is this really popular?" The father didn't believe his daughter very much, "Why would someone like to abuse themselves so much?"

"Then don't stop writing if you don't believe me. Anyway, this book is really popular in the future, and it is also the most suitable for you to write at the moment. Let me tell you first, if you write your own article, if it hits the street, don't blame me for not giving you ideas. .”

The old man smiled awkwardly, unwilling to answer the conversation.

But it no longer pushes the text.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but waved his hand.

"But at least you have to clarify which martial arts book this book is based on first?" Dad finally couldn't help asking the most core question, "Otherwise, the world frame or something will be troublesome. Is it?"

It's just that for some reason, as soon as Dad Xia said it, he felt that his question was a bit naive.

Sure enough, what responded to him was a series of white eyes from his own daughter, accompanied by that expression that looked like an old hat.

"No background and no reference, but you can't make it up yourself?"

"...Make it up?" Dad Xia was taken aback for a moment, but he still didn't understand, "Could it be made up casually?"

"Why not?" Li Xia gave him an example with his fingers, "Look, like the innate spirit fire, there are Di Yan, the Void Swallowing Flame, Jinglian Yaohuo, Jindi Burning Tianyan, the main name is nice. Are you afraid that people will buy it? Like this, I can report more than 20 non-duplicated ones, as well as exercises, such as the three mysterious changes of Buddha's anger, reincarnation, sky fire, and the well-known secret skill Bajibeng. I really want to write it. Can you just open your mouth?"

She is somewhat confident about thinking of a name.After all, that novel also accompanied him when he was in junior high school. At that time, Li Xia was still in the school boarding house. Every night, he hid under the bed and lit a flashlight to read the novel repeatedly. It was "Fights Break the Sphere". Not to mention memorizing the terminology thoroughly, but it is not a big problem for her to recite most of it.

But having said such a big deal, the old man is still suffering from the torment of his conscience: "Is this perfunctory way to be too sorry for the audience?"

"You're enough." Li Xia was speechless, "I've told you so much and you still feel flawed, if you really can't do it, you should open a book yourself, and I'll see how you do it."

The old man hesitated a little, scratched his head, and acted a little embarrassed.

"... Then I should go back and think about it?"

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the study step by step and turned his head three times. Seeing that Li Xia really didn't mean to stop him, he finally understood the subject matter of the books. With his daughter, he really had no more room for maneuver.

Then he sighed and gently closed the study door.

Seeing Father Xia's dejected look, Li Xia couldn't help but sigh.To be honest, she can understand Dad quite well.

He's always been such a stubborn guy.

It seems that people of the older generation are like this. They don’t know how to be flexible. They think that writing a book should be done well. There are certain historical materials to test. The things written should not only be beautiful and interesting, but also have profound meanings. That’s called writing a book. .

Rao is the father of the later generations who has suffered setbacks in the Internet literature world, and he has no intention of compromising in the end.

Even though he knew that the subject matter was not liked by the audience, that stubborn father had no intention of changing the subject matter at all.

Stubborn...

If it was her father in her previous life, Li Xia would naturally not try to persuade her.Because at that time, Father Xia had already planned to go all the way to the dark, and after trying various failures, his whole personality became a little extreme.It seems that you are not too good at listening to other people's suggestions?

But this life is different.

Everything is still a new beginning.

There are still many turning points.

What's more, in this era of lack of entertainment, all kinds of literature have long since disappeared, and Li Xia is very confident in helping his father gain a place in the big vat of online literature.

Is the hydrology good?Definitely not good.

But to put it another way?

Just like Dad, he carefully selected excuses and sentence sentences, worked hard to write each set of sentences, brewed the emotions of each chapter, and handled all the details, but the final result was obtained.

However, there is no hydrology article that caters to the market public and writes randomly. How much money will you get? At that time, how would you choose?

Well this...

It must be hard to say, right?

Besides, Dad is still a smart man, and some things are easy to understand.This is also the reason why most of the time, Li Xia just said a few words, and the old man could think of many things that he didn't have.

How would you choose between small money and principles?

Or on the premise of not harming others.

If it is a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a vigorous blood, he should choose the latter, right?

But it's a pity that both Li Xia and Dad are weather-beaten adults.

Don't talk about Li Xia, just talk about his father Xia.

He also has a wife and children to support.

Is it true that for an invisible principle, you spend your whole life without any great achievements?In good conscience, is this really what his father Xia wanted to see?

Probably not.

Sure enough, not long after, there was a sound of footsteps from the stairs.The footsteps became louder and louder, and they barely stopped until the door of the study room. With the sound of pushing the door, Li Xia heard someone rushing into the study room in a hurry.

"Hehe, finally figured it out?" Li Xia turned his back on the transfer and looked out of the window pretending to be the chairman, and by the way, the old god was there to sip the unfinished cup of black tea.

Well, the tea color is mellow, it is top grade.

But I didn't expect that there was a click as soon as the voice fell.

Lixia felt that someone was holding a plastic cup of Master Kong's black tea and knocked hard on the back of his head.

Li Xia was in a daze.

"You girl, do you have any idea in your heart?! I don't know that today is Monday!"

Then I heard my mother's extremely angry howling from above the head, out of sight.

"It's fine if you don't go to class in the morning. The teacher has called to report it now. Are you still in the mood to sit here and drink tea?"

Chapter 20, Chapter 19, Campus

Pushing open the school gate, Li Xia still couldn't help being in a trance.

The campus is still the same campus, but how long have I never seen such a scene?

The slightly wide shaded playground, the walkway full of weeds in the back, the spiral staircase, the old but extremely clean tiles, and the desk full of traces of time.

Li Xia, who came to the door of the classroom without knowing it, still has not recovered.

At that moment, she always felt a world away.

In fact it's pretty much the same.

But thinking of what was about to happen, Li Xia couldn't help but sigh again.

It is quite understandable to say that the graduated children have some beautification and nostalgia for their alma mater, but Lixia is obviously no longer in this category. If you want to say why, it is...

"Li Xia, where are you doing your homework?" Sure enough, before she appeared in the class for five seconds, a little girl appeared beside her, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she walked towards Li Xia quickly, looking as if she was begging for something.

It was a 13-year-old girl. The bouncing ponytail on the back of her head and the faint freckles on the tip of her nose showed her youthful vitality. At this time, the little girl had gradually begun to develop, and the two mountains on her chest followed her Watching the director bouncing up and down, Li Xia couldn't help but lose sight of him.

But the little girl's thinking is obviously not at this level. Seeing Li Xia's strange expression, she immediately frowned and asked, "You didn't bring it, did you?"

Li Xia could only smile awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Zhu Liwen."

Zhu Liwen is the little girl in front of her. She seems to be the representative of the mathematics class, and the class has a strong sense of community.I always feel that I can't abandon any mischievous child in the class, so Li Xia, who often doesn't like to do homework, has always been on her supervision list, and she is still the top few, the key supervision objects.

This made Li Xia a little bit dumbfounded.

Children of this age still think that the homework assigned by the teacher is too big, and they have to do everything to complete it even if it is windy and rainy.If you do not do well or do not complete it, you are just a booger blocking the development of the wheel of history...

"Why... you look like this every day." Sure enough, after hearing the answer that she didn't want to hear, the freckles on the little girl's face became amused, "How many times this month."

Li Xia had no choice but to apologize embarrassingly.

"You didn't write it, did you?" Zhu Liwen suddenly realized something.

Li Xia felt a little guilty.

Fortunately, the little girl didn't think too much about this matter, she seemed to think that it didn't make much sense for an old fritter like Li Xia to say more?He simply sighed, "It can't be like this next time. If you are like this, how sad will your parents be?"

Li Xia couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart when she heard the girl's so mature appearance, she didn't know mom, and dad didn't know where he was having fun with that broken novel at the moment, it was too late for Li Xia to be grateful to her, and talk about it sad?It hurts a ghost's heart.

Thinking of the little girl, she felt something was wrong, so she asked Li Xia: "Li Xia?"