Chapter 305: Can you read faces? That’s what I wrote!
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Lin Ye returned to the real world.
Walking back to his study, Lin Ye turned on his computer. Just now, when he was in the other world, he thought of his actions when he first came back from the other world.
Post on the Internet and seek answers through the wisdom of the majority of netizens.
This time the answer is no, but maybe you can get some inspiration.
I still logged into the same website.
【A large reward is offered! 】
[I have encountered a bottleneck in writing the novel. Since the content has been published and cannot be changed, I would like to seek your help to see if you can find a reasonable explanation. ]
[The plot is like this...]
[How to explain the terms "strike first" and "strike later"...]
Lin Ye briefly mentioned the martial arts of the other world, and regarded his current experience as an opportunity for the protagonist. In order to prevent people from taking it personally, he changed and simplified some of the content.
After asking the question, Lin Ye suddenly remembered that when he asked the first question, the author named Jiudeng Heshan seemed to have given him a number.
Although he had never heard of this author's name and thought he was probably a failed online author, some of the author's answers last time were quite accurate.
Thinking of this, Lin Ye found the private message and added the other party as a friend.
Unexpectedly, he just applied and the other party approved it within seconds.
Jiudeng: Who are you?
Lin Ye didn't expect that it was almost dawn and the other party was still in front of the computer or mobile phone, but when he thought about it and thought that this person was an online author, he understood.
He had read online novels before, and the authors often mentioned in their books that they were all night freaks, and it was normal for them to write until the early morning.
Especially for some small authors who are not well-known, they have to work hard to break through the siege. It would be abnormal if they don’t stay up late to write.
"Hello, Master Jiudeng. Do you remember the question you answered on the website a few years ago? I am the poster who asked the question. You left me a private message last time . Since I forgot my account and just found it recently, I added you as my friend."
When sending this message, Lin Ye's face did not turn red at all. Considering the time in the real world and the time in the other world, he is a man in his fifties and has become very thick-skinned.
At this moment, in a maternal and child health care hospital in Raocheng, a thin young man with messy hair was walking back and forth in the corridor outside the delivery room of the hospital with a mobile phone in his hand.
The fluorescent light of the mobile phone illuminated the young man's somewhat pale face. The stubble and oily face showed that the man had not cleaned his face. But even so, it still couldn't conceal the man's handsomeness, as if it added a decadent and mature charm to the man.
I don't believe you!
The young man curled his lips when he saw the message from the newly added person on his phone. Nowadays, no matter which platform you use to register an account, you need to use your mobile phone to verify your real name. It doesn’t matter if you forget your account and password, you can get it back by verifying with your mobile phone number.
"What do you want from me?"
Seeing the long paragraph sent by the other party, the man frowned and remembered who this person was. When he was surfing the Internet to see if there were any hot topics, he saw this person's question and thought about helping the new author answer it.
The other party is now stuck and lacks inspiration, so he came to me and wants me to give him some inspiration.
You're dreaming.
There is no such good thing in the world. You added me only when you needed me. Why didn’t you think of adding me as a friend first?
When I am needed, people call me Great Jiudeng, but when I am not needed, I am probably just a useless author.
Besides, he has no time at all to provide him with inspiration.
His wife is about to give birth and is now in the delivery room waiting to give birth, but he has no time for that.
"I'm sorry, because I haven't read your full article, so I can't give you any good inspiration, and I don't have time now."
Lin Ye saw the reply from the other party, frowned, and typed: "Are you typing?"
"No, my wife is about to give birth and is in the hospital now."
My wife is giving birth?
Lin Ye didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. Just as he was about to turn off his phone, the other party sent another message.
Jiu Deng: You probably wrote your book behind closed doors, but considering the current trend of novels, these two sentences are easy to make sense. But I'm not in the mood to sort them out for you now, so you can wait until tomorrow.
Seeing this message, Lin Ye withdrew his finger that was about to press the lock screen. When the other party called him as a friend, he took a look at the other party’s circle of friends and saw that the location was in Raocheng.
It doesn’t matter if you wait for half a day, since the time in the other world has been paused anyway.
"Okay, Master Jiudeng, you are from Raocheng, right? I happen to be from Raocheng too. How about this, tell me which hospital you are in, and I will go to the hospital to find you during the day."
Jiu Deng: "Okay, that's fine. I'm at Raocheng Maternal and Child Health Hospital. Contact me when you arrive during the day and I'll come down to see you."
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The next day, at nine in the morning.
Lin Ye met the kind author Jiu Deng in the coffee shop opposite the hospital.
"Congratulations to Master Jiudeng for having a daughter."
Mao Zhihui was stunned when he heard Lin Ye's words, and asked, "How do you know that my wife gave birth to a daughter?"
His wife gave birth to a daughter at around 2 a.m., but he didn't post anything on WeChat Moments. How did this person know about it?
According to the social etiquette in China, people usually congratulate the other person on the birth of a son, or more generally congratulate the other person on becoming a father. Only when it is confirmed that the other person has given birth to a daughter will people say something like "Congratulations on the birth of a daughter."
"Master Jiudeng, I know a little bit about physiognomy, and I can tell from your face that you have a daughter."
Lin Ye saw where the other party was confused. The first time he saw him, he could tell from his face that he had just married a rich girl.
Mao Zhihui laughed after hearing this. Can you tell fortunes?
Sorry, this is what he wrote before the crackdown on feudal superstition.
But he didn't take it too seriously. No matter whether the other party guessed it by guessing or guessing it in some other way, it had nothing to do with him.
I came out to meet the other person just because he was an online author in the same city and I was willing to help him.
"I have to go back to the hospital soon, so I'll cut to the chase. Actually, if you've paid attention to the recent trends in online literature, you can see that the current trend is to be safe and to be cautious. There are fewer heroic actions like the protagonists taking risks in the past, and the two lines you said just fit the current trend."
"Preemptive strike can be understood as a sneak attack. If you want to strike, then strike first and hit the target immediately without giving the opponent a chance to react."
"Strike back after being attacked can be understood as being as steady as an old dog, not making a move easily, but being sure of winning once making a move."
Lin Ye frowned. Mao Zhihui saw Lin Ye frowning and explained, "The so-called sneak attack does not mean that the protagonist's strength is not as good as the opponent's. It means that the protagonist is stronger than the opponent and still uses sneak attacks. It is actually a bit like a lion fighting a rabbit with all its strength."
Listening to Mao Zhihui's explanation, Lin Ye's eyes slowly lit up. His intuition told him that the other party's idea was correct, but whether it was true or not still needed to be verified.
"Thank you, Master Jiudeng, for clearing up my doubts. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. This piece of "Nothing to Do" card is a small gift I prepared for Master Jiudeng's daughter."
Lin Ye placed a brocade box on the table, and without giving Mao Zhihui a chance to refuse, he turned and left.
"This person is quite worldly-wise."
Mao Zhihui did not stop him and returned it to the owner. It was just a piece of money, usually only a few hundred yuan. It was no big deal to accept it. In the future, she would give him more experience and guidance on his online writing career.
Thinking of this, Mao Zhihui picked up the box and opened it. He glanced at the "Nothing to Do" card in the box, and his brows furrowed when he saw it.
In the box, there was a Wu Shi Pai made of emerald green jade that shone with pure luster.
Because he wrote about jade when writing a book, Mao Zhihui looked up some introductions to jade. Jade of this purity, which looks as transparent as glass, is either glass or glass-type imperial green.
Mao Zhihui thought that this was the first time he met this person, and it was impossible for him to give him such an expensive gift.
In addition, anyone who can afford such a gift must be worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. It is impossible for such a person to write online novels.
Only rich people don't have to suffer the pain of staying at home typing every day.
Thinking that the other party gave him a piece of glass, Mao Zhihui was so angry that he laughed. He was about to send a message to ask the other party to take it back, but his cell phone rang. It was his wife calling. He didn't bother to send the message at the moment. He closed the box and hurried back to the hospital with the box.
