He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

A moment later, the notification sound rang again:

[Ding! Improved character dialogue and plot twists, literary creation skill experience points +220].

Chen Hao remained oblivious, still engrossed in his work, his fingers flying across the keyboard, his thoughts flowing like a floodgate opening, unstoppable.

Another ten minutes or so passed, and the notification sounded again:

[Ding! Complete narrative structure for a new chapter has been constructed. Literary creation skill experience points +260].

At this point, he paused slightly, rubbed his sore eyes, stretched, glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the mouse, and realized it was already past three in the afternoon. But he didn't feel tired at all; on the contrary, he felt more and more energetic as he wrote. After rubbing his eyes, he immediately sat up straight and continued typing.

The only sound in the study was the clatter of the keyboard, occasionally punctuated by short pauses when Chen Hao was thinking. Sometimes he would stop, tap the table lightly with his fingers, frown, and mutter to himself, as if pondering how to write a certain plot more naturally or how to deliver a certain dialogue in a way that better suited the character's personality. Once he had figured it out, he would immediately lower his head and type rapidly on the keyboard, afraid that he might forget the idea he had just come up with.

He was currently writing about Sisi's encounter with the nine-tailed fox, which was also the highlight of this chapter.

According to his setting, the nine-tailed fox is one of the most spiritual mythical beasts in the world of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. It governs a forest, and if Sisi wants to cross this forest and find the next place for adventure, she must pass the test of the nine-tailed fox.

The nine-tailed fox didn't make things difficult for Sisi, but instead posed a riddle for her to solve. The riddle wasn't particularly difficult, but it wasn't easy either; it required some thought to figure it out.

Chen Hao was writing on the computer, thinking for a long time. He scratched his head, frowned, and muttered the contents of the riddle to himself. He squatted down and stood up again, stomping his feet anxiously, and even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Finally, she suddenly remembered the method her father had taught her—don't panic when you encounter a difficult problem, break it down, analyze it step by step, first find the key information in the puzzle, and then deduce it little by little, and you will eventually find the answer.

Thinking of this, Sisi immediately calmed down, sat on the ground, and broke down each sentence of the riddle, analyzing it word by word and sorting out her thoughts little by little. Before long, her eyes lit up and she guessed the answer.

The nine-tailed fox was extremely surprised to see that Sisi had guessed correctly. Her eyes widened, her tail stood up, and she said to Sisi:

"I've been here so long and seen countless human children, but I've never seen one this smart. You're amazing!"

After writing this passage, Chen Hao couldn't help but laugh out loud; the smile on his lips was impossible to hide.

He knew all too well that this was his little Sisi.

That little girl is usually very smart. She never cries when she encounters a problem. She just frowns and analyzes it little by little according to the method he taught her. She can always come up with a solution. Sometimes she can even come up with some good ideas that he didn't think of. She is so cute.

Just as he was laughing, the notification sound rang again:

[Ding! Completed the main content of the new chapter, literary creation skill experience points +340]

Chen Hao felt a surge of joy, not only because his experience points had increased, but also because he had written content that satisfied him and captured the essence of his Sisi.

He took a sip of the cooled water to moisten his throat, then continued writing, intending to finish the chapter, save the document, and take a break.

Time passed second by second, and Chen Hao's fingers typed faster and faster, completely absorbed in the moment, as if the whole world consisted only of him and the story on the computer screen.

The words flowed as if they came naturally from my mind, requiring no deliberate planning. The dialogue between the characters and the progression of the plot were incredibly smooth.

Sometimes he would unconsciously show the corresponding expressions as he followed the plot of the story, sometimes laughing, sometimes frowning, completely immersed in the world he created.

Before he knew it, he had finished writing the last word. His fingers stopped on the keyboard, he let out a long sigh of relief, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He looked at the newly written chapter on the screen, glanced through it from beginning to end, thought it was pretty good, and planned to save the document before going to buy Sisi a snack and waiting to pick her up from school.

Just then, the notification sound rang again:

[Ding! Your literary creation skill experience points have exceeded 100000!]

[Literary Creation Skill Level Upgrade: Master → Grandmaster!]

With a bang, it was as if something exploded in Chen Hao's mind. A massive amount of knowledge instantly flooded into his brain, densely packed with information. There were more sophisticated narrative techniques, teaching him how to write stories more vividly and engagingly; there were more complex methods of character development, teaching him how to make characters more three-dimensional and lifelike, giving each character their own personality and characteristics, no longer just thin, two-dimensional figures; and there were even more profound principles of plot design, teaching him how to design plot twists and create suspense, making readers want to keep reading.

Chen Hao felt his head buzzing and his vision blurring. He quickly closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and slowly savored the shock brought by the new knowledge in his mind.

He could clearly feel that his understanding of literary creation had suddenly reached a completely new level.

If the master level represents the pinnacle of technique, enabling one to tell a story smoothly and engagingly, captivating readers, then the grandmaster level has already touched upon the essence of literature—

Use words to create a real world, use stories to touch people's hearts, make readers feel as if they are there, feel the joys and sorrows of the characters, and cry and laugh along with them.

After a while, the buzzing in my mind gradually disappeared, and the new knowledge slowly settled down, becoming clear and easy to understand.

Chen Hao slowly opened his eyes, let out a long breath, his eyes filled with shock and joy.

He glanced down at the notification box on the computer screen and silently repeated it to himself:

He's reached the Grandmaster level; he's truly reached the Grandmaster level.

At that moment, he finally understood the difference between master level and grandmaster level.

A master is someone who can tell a story well, write a smooth plot, and bring characters to life.

The master level, on the other hand, brings the story to life, making the entire story world feel real and tangible, allowing readers to remain immersed in the story long after they finish reading, unable to forget it.

Masters are "writing" stories, while grandmasters are "creating" a world.

He opened his eyes again, looked at the newly written story on the screen, and suddenly had a new idea.