Zhang Mingyang knew that Xia Xingruo had such a writing habit.

She is one of the few people who still insists on writing words on paper in the paperless office era.

Especially for some more important things, such as the beginning of a new book, she will first write the beginning and setting on paper, and finally choose the one she is most satisfied with and input it into the computer.

Her reason is that only in this way can she truly feel the power of words.

When the article is written smoothly, then put the writing completely on the computer.

He found that there were many such drafts in the room, some were piled neatly together, and they were probably quite satisfactory, while others were directly thrown into balls on the ground. From the degree of wrinkles in the paper, it was also clear that Xia Xingruo was very dissatisfied with these beginnings.

satisfy.

Zhang Mingyang also noticed something.

Although there are many such drafts in the room, the computer not far away that I didn't have time to turn off before leaving was blank with nothing on it.

It seems that for so many days, Sister Ruoruo has not been able to write a satisfactory beginning.

Xia Xingruo hurriedly ran to his junior classmate, but when he wanted to stop him, it was already too late.

Zhang Mingyang saw everything in the room, and even picked up an abandoned draft from the floor and started reading it.

From the content of the story to the names of the male and female protagonists, everything was new to him. It was a brand new story.

Xia Xingruo froze on the spot, not knowing whether he was organizing his words or in a daze.

It took her a long time before she said: "Don't read it. I don't think this beginning is good, and I have to change it again."

After saying that, she began to pick up the discarded scraps little by little.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Mingyang put down the things in his hands and followed Sister Ruoruo to pack them up.

Shen Congyi stood outside the door. She felt that the current atmosphere was a bit strange, but she couldn't explain why it was strange, and she didn't know whether she should go in now or not.

While she was hesitating, she suddenly remembered that the disinfectant she had just diluted seemed to have been used up, and she had to dilute another pot.

With something to do, Shen Congyi hurriedly ran away after giving an explanation, leaving the room to the two of them.

While Zhang Mingyang was cleaning up, he gradually approached the computer.

After getting closer, he saw more things. On the computer screen was the writing software that Sister Ruoruo usually used. The software was staying on the first chapter. The first chapter was blank without a word.

After finishing cleaning up, he found that the scrapped manuscripts were almost as thick as a notebook, and the amount was staggering.

"There are so many beginnings, but none of them do you like?"

Zhang Mingyang flattened the crumpled paper balls bit by bit, sorted them and put them aside.

Xia Xingruo was still very weak and couldn't stand after cleaning up the room. She fell on the bed and shook her head gently.

Yes, for so many days, although she wrote a lot of things, none of them satisfied her.

Sometimes she is so inspired that she writes a lot in one night, but when she reads it the next day, she feels very dissatisfied.

In her mind, how could readers buy into the words that could not even touch her?

She wrote and rewritten, but nothing satisfied her.

If she couldn't write anything herself, she would look at what other colleagues were writing.

But not only did this not give her any inspiration, it also made her head more and more confused. So far, she has not written a single word of the official beginning and setting.

After Zhang Mingyang sorted out the scrap manuscripts at hand, he closed the door first, then lay down next to sister Ruoruo, and looked at the ceiling with her.

This room is probably not occupied by anyone. The decoration is very simple. Even the lights on the ceiling are the simplest energy-saving lamps, a style that his wife Yan Hui would like.

The two of them just lay there quietly, doing nothing.

"Have you thought of anything to write now?"

He suddenly realized that human inspiration is very changeable, and because of the butterfly effect caused by his early appearance, the works he had seen written by Sister Ruoruo were likely to disappear forever.

"I have no idea."

In her dream just now, she thought she had caught the inspiration and knew what she wanted to write, but when she really woke up, everything was in vain.

After Xia Xingruo finished speaking, the two fell into silence again.

She had just broken down from her fever, so she was not quite awake yet and was just in a daze, while Zhang Mingyang was recalling what Sister Ruoruo wrote in early 2011.

He is very good at this matter. After all, he has read every one of Bai Xia Rujiu's books many times.

Zhang Mingyang went down bit by bit in chronological order.

If it were a normal historical process, although the copyright of "The Summer Solstice Call" had been sold for almost half a year at this time, it was still being adapted by the unknown screenwriter, and even the actors had not yet been decided.

At this time, Xia Xingruo did not personally participate in the filming and adaptation. She immediately started a new book after returning from the capital, and had already finished most of it in early 2011.

Zhang Mingyang remembered Sister Ruoruo's journey of writing this book, and she specially shared it with him.

"Although the copyright was sold and I got money, I felt as sick as if I had eaten a big bite of flies. I thought about writing the next book that would never sell the copyright, so that no one would disgust me again.

." That's what Xia Xingruo said.

In this state of mind, she wrote a pure and refreshing novel.

Zhang Mingyang no longer remembers the complete title of the book, because the title is too long and he calls it wrong every time.

The title of the book contains the words "Vicious Female Supporter", so he has always referred to this book as "Vicious Female Supporter".

Although he could not remember the complete title of the book, the plot inside was deeply impressive to him.

The novel roughly tells such a story.

After a top student who was about to take the college entrance examination died suddenly, she traveled back in time to a Mary Sue novel given to her by her best friend, and even dressed up as the vicious female supporting character in it.

The vicious female supporting character happens to be a high school student, and after traveling through time, she decides to continue studying hard, realize her dream, and never get involved in the affairs between the male and female protagonists.

In this way, the top student with excellent morals and academics slapped everyone around her, including the scheming stepmother, green tea stepsister, male and female protagonists, bitter relatives, snobbish teachers, etc., as long as she could meet them.

This is a very pure and enjoyable novel about Feng Aotian. The top student didn’t even fall in love.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The author is happy to write it, and the readers are also happy to read it. Although it is a self-pleasure, the results of the novel are very good, and because there is no love element, the copyright has not been sold.

However, after Xia Xingruo became famous, it was adapted into a comic book.

Zhang Mingyang just read the contents of the scrap manuscripts while sorting them out. He searched for a long time but could not find a similar plot.

He helped Sister Ruoruo buy the copyright of "The Summer Solstice Call", and the TV series became an instant hit when it was launched.

In this case, the book "Maleficent" may never appear again.

"I seem to suddenly no longer know how to write novels. I am not satisfied with what I write." In a quiet environment, Xia Xingruo expressed his feelings.

After saying that, she turned sideways and gently rested her head on her junior's shoulder, as if this would make her feel safer.

Zhang Mingyang opened his arms and took Sister Ruoruo into his arms.

After recalling the past, he suddenly realized what the problem was.

"Are you thinking that after this book is written, it will also be adapted into movies and TV shows, so it must be written well and perfectly, and you even think that it must surpass the current "Summer Solstice Call"?" Zhang Mingyang asked.

Xia Xingruo raised his head and looked at his junior, his bloodless lips trembling slightly.

After a long while, she finally nodded, and then buried her head in her junior's arms again.

Seeing Sister Ruoruo nodding, Zhang Mingyang understood.

Because of him, Sister Ruoruo has thought too much now and is completely unable to write anything satisfactory.

"People who think too much cannot create good works. Literary and artistic creation requires a clear idea."

This sentence was said by Xia Xingruo himself, but it was 26-year-old Xia Xingruo.

"Summer Solstice Call" became an instant hit when it was released. Originally, history had changed. His original intention was to help Sister Ruoruo achieve higher achievements, but it had the opposite effect.

Creation is a step-by-step process, and Xia Xingruo only found the writing style that suits him after many attempts.

The style of her later books was far different from the original "The Call from the Summer Solstice".

Zhang Mingyang's behavior is not only a help, but it is also a shackles and a cage. He trapped Sister Ruoruo in the book "The Call from the Summer Solstice".

"Actually, you just need to write what you want to write. You don't need to think about it so much." Zhang Mingyang comforted.

Xia Xingruo still just nodded in his arms and said nothing.

Zhang Mingyang sighed softly. He knew that comfort would not help. Sister Ruoruo still needed to think clearly on her own, and the only thing he could do was to help her think clearly.

He suddenly stood up from the bed, stood beside the bed, and said to Xia Xingruo, who was still dazed, "Let's go, pack your things now, let's go to Haicheng to see the sea!"

Twenty-six-year-old sister Ruoruo told him that if she loses inspiration one day, she should take her to see the sea. The sea is boundless and she will definitely be able to figure out what to write.

Although people have said it, Sister Ruoruo never ran out of inspiration at that time, and he was also very busy at work, so he has never been able to go to the sea together. Now he finally found the opportunity.

"The sea is boundless. You must be able to figure out what you want to write. I will accompany you to think about it slowly. You can't write anything good if you work behind closed doors."

In an instant, Xia Xingruo felt that she was infected by the smile on her junior classmate's face. She felt the sun shining on her body again, which was warm and comfortable.

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"Have I said similar things to you before?" she asked subconsciously.

What her junior said was exactly the same as what she told Bai Banxia when she went to the beach with her best friend for the first time.
To be continued...