Some people cannot write poems by borrowing famous quotes, using famous quotes instead, or even not using famous quotes!

Some people say, "Qingfeng is illiterate, so why are you flipping through books?" Others say, "It is not a good thing to seize the vermillion, and a foreign species is also king." In short, if you don't care, there are really literary thieves with ulterior motives who want to cause trouble.

But if it is cut off with a single tube, no one can write, no one dares to write, and then more people who just want to write poems to express their feelings will be cut off.

It is difficult to judge what is right and wrong. I can only say that it is indeed best for ordinary people not to write poetry or articles.

This is not just a problem of "very deep water", but also a problem of deadly whirlpools under deep water.

Of course, He Yuzhu does not have no solution to this problem.

"Akiye, what do you really want to write?"

He Yuzhu asked.

Ran Qiuye nodded: "I really want to write. It's that outpouring of inspiration and the feeling that it's about to flow out. I really want to create some literary works."

"Poetry or anything else is fine."

While talking, Ran Qiuye also felt a little embarrassed, and added: "If this matter is very troublesome, I can actually not write it."

"Brother He, I listen to you."

"It's actually easy to listen to me." He Yuzhu said, "You either don't write or you write."

"If it is written, all written articles, even the draft paper, must be kept by me and must not be leaked to any outsiders. I will release it to you in the future."

"Any outsiders?" Ran Qiuye was a little unsure, "Including a kind-hearted and pampered girl like Zhu Hong?"

"Including." He Yuzhu said, "I must make it clear to you about this matter. Once a few words are leaked out and cause other negative effects, it will be a disaster that is difficult to recover for you."

"The influence of words is sometimes very weak and ridiculous, and sometimes it is greater than you think."

"I hope you can think about it carefully."

"Will it affect you, Brother He?" Ran Qiuye asked seriously.

"No." He Yuzhu said, "I have my own way, and you don't have to worry. I won't be implicated. I'm worried that it's you. Are you still willing to suffer the same hardships as before?"

"It may even be more severe than before."

Ran Qiuye fell silent. She thought a lot at this moment, and some pain was like a brand that could never be erased.

She wanted to write something, prove something, tell something.

Seeing her firm eyes, He Yuzhu knew that if the works written by Ran Qiuye were similar, they were probably scar literature...well, He Yuzhu would have a chance to become the first reader.

Let's take a look at Ran Qiuye's works. If the quality is very poor, or the views are extremely extreme, He Yuzhu will not let her write - there is no need for extremely poor works, or some extreme works that deny the hot soil underfoot and deny the hometown.

, and what risks to take.

A good work, a work that can entrust the spirit, is okay.

"I want to write it!"

Ran Qiuye said solemnly.

"Okay, it's settled. Give me all the manuscripts and scraps of paper." He Yuzhu said, "If after reading it, I feel that you don't have the writing skills at all and there is no need to take risks in writing, you must listen to me.

Yes, stop your creation."

"Okay, if that's the case, I should accept the reality, not the material for writing." Ran Qiuye said.

He Yuzhu nodded slightly.

It was almost midnight when we left the family home of the steel rolling mill.

There was no one on the road, except for the strong smell of alcohol.

He Yuzhu looked towards the direction where the smell of wine came from, and saw a man stumbling around not far away.

"Liu Lan...Liu Lan..."

"You ran away with the adulterer from the steel rolling mill! I'm going to fuck your mother! You are a bastard, an adulterer and a whore!"

"Who are you looking down on? Who are you looking down on?"

He Yuzhu watched this scene quietly, shook his head, turned and left.

Liu Lan's fate has been changed by herself, right?

Hey, it's strange, there is no reward for saving her fate...

Several people had been saved by He Yuzhu before, but they also did not receive rewards.

Perhaps it is because the change that He Yuzhu is no longer a fool gradually spreads, and changing the fate of certain people is no longer a reward worthy of special mention.

For example, Xu Damao, Liu Haizhong, Xu Deqing, Yi Zhonghai, Yang Dahong...their fate was also changed by He Yuzhu, and even Yan Jiefang, Liu Guangfu, Jin Xiaofeng and others were also saved.

But there are no reward tips anymore.

Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Lan's ex-husband, the drunkard, discovered He Yuzhu.

He didn't know who his drunken eyes had become when he saw who He Yuzhu had become, and shouted: "What's so great about you!"

"It belongs to me, give it to me..."

As he spoke, he rushed to He Yuzhu and reached out to grab He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu grabbed him with his backhand, strangled him by the neck, and lifted him up like a bastard.

"What the hell-"

He Yuzhu exerted slight pressure on his palms, and Liu Lan's ex-husband could no longer make a sound, had difficulty breathing, and kicked his hands and feet wildly.

"You are a piece of rubbish. In fact, there is no value in living..."

"It's just that it's not my responsibility to deal with garbage like yours, nor do I have the right to do so. Otherwise, I would have to sort your garbage today."

After speaking coldly, He Yuzhu threw the man to the side of the road.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the shadow at the entrance of an alley beside the road. He Yuzhu walked away without stopping.

After He Yuzhu left, Liu Lan's ex-husband trembled violently and vomited out a pool of filth.

After a long time, he left with a hoarse voice and curses.

In the shadow, Liu Lan, with tears in her eyes, kowtowed silently towards the place where He Yuzhu left.

This is called kindness.

At this moment, Liu Lan realized that He Yuzhu's kindness to her was far from being as simple as what she saw on the surface.

If He Yuzhu asks Liu Lan to do something for him at this time, no matter what it is, Liu Lan will do it without hesitation.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this is called the desire to die.

At this moment, Liu Lan truly felt her gratitude to He Yuzhu deeply ingrained in her bones!

Returning to the courtyard, He Yuzhu met Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu, looked at the children, and then went to rest and sleep.

Early the next morning, He Yuzhu got up and went to work.

As soon as I left the house, I met the cheerful Xu Damao.

"Have a great New Year, Director He!" Xu Damao said with a smile.

"Xu Damao, what are you holding back?" Qin Huairu said.

Xu Damao chuckled: "Qin Huairu, you have such a villainous heart! The Chinese New Year is coming in a few days, so you don't want me to wish you well so that everyone can have a good New Year in peace?"

"Are you right, Director He?"
Chapter completed!