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Chapter 362: Book of Shadows - Writing Destiny [1]

"Hehe, actually I also prefer little loli." Zhang Wufeng said shyly.

"...Brother Zhang, you are so outstanding. If you just blink your eyes, a bunch of little girls will rush to grab you." Huang Yiyi said with a slightly blushing face.

"Yeah, I think so too, so I often wake up from my dreams of being handsome, hehe." Zhang Wufeng said with a smile.

He was in a good mood after having just finished writing a plot. And because of this plot, Zhang Wufeng began to understand that another difference between traditional literature and online novels might be that the rigor of traditional literature is much higher.

The character's personality and predetermined fate all have absolute endings, but the thing about online literature is that the ending is uncertain. Perhaps any kind of personality can have an absolutely good ending.

In online novels, a despicable, hypocritical, cunning, ruthless person who is full of lies and has no integrity can have many wives and concubines, become a genius of his generation, have beauties on both sides, and be invincible in the entire universe.

The point of traditional literature is that if the protagonist is a despicable, hypocritical, cunning and lying person, then such a character will eventually die a violent death.

It is true that character determines destiny. Your life will be determined by your personality.

This is the difference.

Of course, this is also what Zhang Wufeng realized himself. It is very simple to write the ending of Xia Xiaoyan and Sally Ling'er together with Li Xuan. It can be done with just a few words.

But what's the point of this? Such words will lose their vitality, become rough, without charm and energy.

That book really had a bad ending.

"When the Book of Shadows became a book that wrote destiny, Li Xuan finally understood that love could transcend destiny.

In fate, Xia Xiaoyan and Sally Ling'er have never left.

He closed the Shadow Book and looked into the distance, where Sally Ling'er was holding Xia Xiaoyan's hand, meeting his gaze with a smile that dimmed the heaven and earth.

The sky cleared up, the sun shone on the earth, and all things were warmed and began to revive. "

If it is written like this, with the fate of these three people coming together, it would be very easy to write about Zhang Wufeng, but what is the point of doing this?
If written in this way, the entire "Castle in the Sky" will be meaningless, and a masterpiece will become a vulgar novel.

Zhang Wufeng knew in his heart that when words lost their emotions, they were no longer words. So, even if there were such words beating in his heart, he would not write them down.

"Hehe, Brother Zhang, you are really humorous. It seems that you are more likable than I thought." Huang Yiyi said with a smile.

Zhang Wufeng smiled and said, "Most of the time I'm not humorous, I just joke around when I'm in a good mood. Besides, when I'm with a beautiful lady like you, I have to be more gentlemanly and upright."

"Really? But I feel that Brother Zhang doesn't care too much. Don't deny it. You know, girls' feelings are always very accurate." Huang Yiyi said with a blink.

"Yes, that's true. This is the first time we meet. Besides, I already have a wife, so it's normal that I don't care too much." Zhang Wufeng smiled. He did not deny Huang Yiyi's words.

"Ah, everyone has a wife... It seems I have no chance, alas. God gave me hope, but at the same time gave me despair." Huang Yiyi said somewhat exaggeratedly.

Of course, it is normal to sound a little disappointed.

After all, as fans, it is normal for them to pay more attention to their idols.

"Haha, let's not talk about this. Did you go to Yun Palace for a tour when you came to Qindu this time?" Zhang Wufeng asked casually.

"Yes, the first stop is to go to Yun Palace. I always feel that I should go and see Tanyuan City no matter what. I always yearn for that place!" Huang Yiyi said, with a yearning expression in her eyes.

"Huang Yiyi."

Zhang Wufeng pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then called her name seriously.

"Well, Brother Zhang, what's the matter?" Huang Yiyi asked curiously.

Seeing Zhang Wufeng suddenly become serious, she seemed unable to recover from her shock.

"You also know that someone who can write a book like "Castle in the Sky" must not be just an ordinary person." Zhang Wufeng said thoughtfully.

"Yes, this book is really good. I like it very much. I even dream about the characters in the book!" Huang Yiyi said confidently. "It's good that you can be sure of this. I shouldn't interfere with your freedom, but I still sincerely hope that when you arrive in Qindu, it's better to return to Wusheng or Kuncheng instead of traveling to Qindu, let alone Yungong Altar and Tanyuan City. I know you will definitely ask why, but I can only tell you that if you go there, something big will definitely happen, it may be a catastrophe."

Zhang Wufeng said very cautiously.

"Uh - Brother Zhang, I really appreciate your kindness, but now we live in a scientific society. Those fortune-telling things seem to be heretical..."

Huang Yiyi said weakly. She was still looking at Zhang Wufeng while speaking. She subconsciously lowered her voice and spoke without confidence.

"Heresy? Look at this."

Seeing that Huang Yiyi didn't believe him, Zhang Wufeng just pointed his finger and a backpack on Huang Yiyi's back flew over and landed on the small table.

"Wow, is this a magic trick? It's amazing!" Huang Yiyi exclaimed.

"..."

Zhang Wufeng was a little speechless, but still said patiently: "This is not magic, but a special ability. I know it is hard for you to believe it in the short term, but I won't harm you, right? If you don't go traveling, you will just lose some entertainment and experience, but you can save yourself, so why not do it?

If you think those things are ridiculous, you can let me calculate for you the past of your family, friends, relatives and yourself. And some of your little secrets that no one else knows, I can also roughly calculate them. "

Zhang Wufeng said seriously.

In addition to not wanting the Huang Yiyi in front of him to be in danger, more importantly, Zhang Wufeng also did not want this Huang Yiyi to degenerate into another Huang Yiyi, so he tried his best to stop it.

But I'm afraid no one will believe this explanation. Instead of this, it would be better to reason with her and appeal to her emotions, let her think about it herself, and then convince her by calculating some of her past events.

"Well, that's not necessary, Brother Zhang. Actually, I will listen to everything you say. Can't I feel that you are doing this for my own good? It's just that I really like the feeling of being cared for. It feels really comfortable. I will listen to you and come back after arriving in Qindu. However, if you are not tired during this journey, I would like to talk to you for a while. Is that okay?"

Huang Yiyi smiled cutely and said.

"Of course there's no problem with that." Zhang Wufeng breathed a sigh of relief. When dealing with ordinary people, he didn't always deliberately sense everything about them. Therefore, although he began to realize that Huang Yiyi was just saying it for fun, he was still a little worried about her tone.

While talking to Huang Yiyi, Zhang Wufeng sorted out the manuscript, used a 3G wireless network card to open the Internet, sent it to Su Ru, and then put away his notebook.

Huang Yiyi sat next to Zhang Wufeng generously. After knowing that Zhang Wufeng had a wife, she didn't have many concerns anymore. And knowing that Zhang Wufeng had cared about her before, she felt more accepting of him.

Of course, even if Zhang Wufeng really did something to her, she was still willing deep down in her heart. It was not that she was very promiscuous, but when Huang Yiyi thought about this, she felt that she could really give up a lot of things for the man in front of her without any complaints, including her own body.

"Brother Zhang, you know Feng Shui and physiognomy. Are you a Feng Shui master? Many people say that your book contains some insights into practicing martial arts. Is that true? Are these things filled between the lines? Also, how did you write the music and emotions of Erquan Yingyue that you played before?"

Huang Yiyi sat next to Zhang Wufeng, feeling particularly happy and joyful. Although this journey would be over soon, she still felt it was rare and she was very happy.

Most of the questions she asked didn't actually require answers, but she asked them anyway.

She liked to listen to Zhang Wufeng's answers.

Seeing Huang Yiyi's instinctive attachment and thinking that the journey would only take about ten hours, Zhang Wufeng did not remind her anything.

A young girl doesn't care about anything, but he pretends to be a gentleman. This is just hypocrisy, not seriousness.

All men are a little lustful, and it is certainly a blessing to have a beautiful woman by your side. As long as it is not excessive, everything is acceptable.

Huang Yiyi sat next to him, and this was just a girl's attachment to her idol.

"Your questions are like a string of cannonballs, one after another, but I have a good memory, so I will answer them one by one. For the first question, I can be considered a Feng Shui master, because some ordinary Feng Shui masters are not as good as me; second, some of the emotions I feel from practicing the exercises in my book are brought into the book, and I wrote it this way on purpose, which is indeed true; third, these feelings are all filled between the lines; fourth, when I played Erquan Yingyue before, I had already conceived the plot and scenes at that time. Playing this music is a kind of emotional fluctuation. I memorized this emotional fluctuation and then integrated it into the text, so that the text is shocking.

Write with a certain feeling and mood, and the words will naturally have the corresponding emotion.

As long as you integrate your own state of mind, the text will have artistic conception, you can also try this." Zhang Wufeng said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)