The next day, Li Miao, who was returning from the morning jog, stopped in front of Su Rou's house.

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Knocking gently on the door.

"who?"

Su Rou's vigilant voice came from the room.

Li Miao said: "Miss Su, it's me."

A "clang" sound came from the house. After a while, Su Rou appeared in front of Li Miao and then led Li Miao into the house.

Today she was wearing a light green long dress, which looked very consistent with her temperament.

After taking a sip of the tea handed over by Su Rou, Li Miao asked straight to the point: "Miss Su, how is your novel being modified?"

As soon as he talked about this, a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of Su Rou's mouth and said, "Mr. Li, I have already corrected it as you suggest yesterday. Take a look."

After saying that, she handed the latest version of the novel to Li Miao.

Well, it's really much better than yesterday's.

After just looking at the previous paragraphs, Li Miao nodded secretly.

At least, there are some desires that make people continue to read.

Half an hour later, Su Rou asked nervously: "Young Master Li, how about it?"

"Um."

Li Miao nodded affirmatively and smiled: "It's much better than yesterday's, but there are still some problems."

When Su Rou heard the first half of the sentence, she felt relieved, and a feeling of joy arose. When she heard the second half of the sentence, her heart suddenly rose.

I heard Li Miao say, "First, Miss Su, have you noticed that your protagonist has so fewer roles?"

Su Rou thought for a while and said in agreement: "Now think about it, my protagonist's role is indeed less. Mr. Li, do you mean to delete other people's roles?"

"good."

Li Miao said: "At the beginning, the pen and ink should be used on the protagonist, and the plot should be promoted from the protagonist. Of course, other characters should not be written, but should be placed at a lower end to enrich the plot."

"Secondly, if I guess correctly, your main line should be about the love story of a scholar and a lady from the Fugui family. The people from the Fugui family did not agree at first, but after many difficulties and tests, the two still walked together and lived an exciting and fulfilling life."

Su Ju said: "Young Master Li, you are right. I really want to write a similar story. Is there any problem?"

Li Miao said: "There is no problem with the story, but it is really too old-fashioned. Now, not to mention that nine out of ten novels are, at least eight out of ten novels are of this type of novel. Readers are basically tired of reading such routines. Miss Su, do you think the novels you wrote can stand out among so many novels of the same type?"

Su Rou opened her mouth slightly, thinking that as long as I wrote well, she could stand out, but in the end she shook her head.

"Then... Mr. Li, what do you think you should do?"

Su Rou looked at Li Miao like help.

Li Miao smiled faintly and said, "Innovative."

“Innovative?”

Su Rou looked at him in confusion.

Li Miao said: "That's right, it's innovative. For example, the lady of the Fugui family in your writing has a turning point. In fact, she is not a human being, but a female ghost."

"ah?"

Su Rou exclaimed slightly.

Li Miao continued, "The main line of your story can be changed to a love story between a poor scholar and a female ghost. On the way home, a poor scholar who failed the exam passed by the barren mountains and rivers, he suddenly saw an ancient house. The wonderful sound of a piano came from the depths of the ancient house. The scholar entered the ancient house with curiosity and saw a very beautiful woman sitting in front of the guqin..."

That's right, Li Miao was telling the story of Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian. Of course, he didn't tell it in detail, but just told a rough idea.

The love story between humans and ghosts is no longer a strange thing in the novels of the 21st century, but in this era, there have been heard of love stories between humans and ghosts. The impact force it creates can be imagined. You can see a few of them when you look at Su Rou in front of you.

"Miss Su, how do you feel?" Li Miao said confidently.

Su Rou then came back to her senses from the content of the story and said to Li Miao: "Mr. Li, your story is so impactful that it makes people fall into it. I dare say that if it is written into a novel, it will definitely be popular."

Li Miao smiled and said, "In this way, I'm looking forward to you writing it out by Miss Su."

Su Rou said in surprise: "Mr. Li, are you saying that you will leave this story to me to write?"

Li Miao said: "This is a matter of course, otherwise why would I tell you?"

"But......"

Su Rou showed a sense of dismay: "Mr. Li, this is your story and creativity..."

Before she could finish her words, Li Miao interrupted her and said, "Actually... I no longer plan to write novels in the future. No matter how good the creativity and story is, it must be written and then appreciated by others, otherwise it will be useless. So, Miss Su, you don't have to care about this at all. I even thank you for writing this story."

At the first moment, he actually wanted to say that the story and creativity were not his, but when he thought about it, he might have to explain where he got it, which would be even more troublesome. He immediately changed his words and admitted it was his story and creativity with shamelessness.

Su Rou was moved, and she solemnly said: "In this way, the little girl will definitely not let down your expectations for Mr. Li."

She had such an idea in her mind. After earning money from the novel she wrote later, she gave the big money to Mr. Li, and she only needed to get some hard work.

Gugu...

When Li Miao was about to say that there was no need to be so serious, his stomach didn't give him face.

Li Miao: "..."

After being stunned, Su Rou chuckled and said, "Mr. Li, I haven't eaten breakfast yet. I'm planning to wait for a while to cook. Mr. Li, if you don't mind, why not leave a dish?"

Li Miao was not shy and said, "In this case, I'll trouble Miss Su."

There were some noodles and an egg on the stove in the kitchen, and it was obvious that Su Rou planned to cook noodles this morning.

Now that Li Miao is one more person, Su Rou takes out some more noodles and an egg.

Li Miao originally wanted to help, but Su Rou refused because there was a saying that the customer would ask him to help.

So Li Miao had to sit aside and watch Su Rou perform.

Obviously, Su Rou rarely went into the kitchen before this, and even accidentally got burned her hands when the fire broke out.

Seeing her there looking embarrassed and blowing gently while being scalded on her index finger, it was so cute and beautiful.

But... Li Miao couldn't help but have a suspicion: She is sure she can really cook the noodles well and cook them delicious?

When Li Miao saw her pouring the oil into the pot and hiding far away, she dared to stretch her arms and jostle and bumped her gently with a spatula for two more times, she couldn't sit still.

"Ahem..."

Li Miao coughed a few times, stood up, and said to Su Ju in a tactful way: "Miss Su, leave it to me for cooking noodles. You go and record my story and creativity a little. I'm afraid you will forget it later."

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Li."

Su Rou was embarrassed to hand over the spatula in her hand to Li Miao, and she felt that her performance just now was indeed a bit inferior.
Chapter completed!