—Fan Ziruo stared blankly at the title of the book He Yunxiao had written, not responding for a moment.
Can such a thing be named for a book title?
Defeating the Martial Master episode only took up a very small part of the book. Can this be used as a book title too?
Fan Ziruo looked at the title written by He Yunxiao, and then at her own title, Qing Ping.
Although she still felt that Qing Ping was better, looking at He Yunxiao’s, she suddenly felt the urge to open the book and read it again, even though she had already read it several times and remembered the story, but she suddenly wanted to open it and read it.
When He Yunxiao saw this expression on her face, he knew that his purpose had been achieved. So he said, “Ziruo, as an observer, how about we ask Miss Du to take a look?”
Fan Ziruo, who had been full of confidence just then, was a little less confident at this point, and she said, “Yes.”
With two pieces of manuscript paper with the title of the book in her hand, Fan Ziruo and He Yunxiao went to Du Yinyun’s place side by side.
Sister Du was her usual self, spending her days either playing the piano, or reading and embroidering. She would only visit Fan Zirou for a while when He Yunxiao was not around, to talk to her best sister.
The embroidered handkerchiefs she had prepared for Fan Ziruo were already finished, and the second one was still being embroidered.
The embroidery is in the style of “lotus after the rain”, which matches her temperament.
However, judging from the pattern being embroidered in Du Yinyun’s hands, this “Lotus after the Rain” only has “lotus” but no ” rain”.
As clever as she was, she would not have missed the “rain”, but rather, the “lotus after the rain” without the rain was a true stroke of genius.
Du Yinyun moved a chair and sat under the eaves, with a bamboo basket on a stool by her side, containing all the needles and threads needed for embroidery.
She was embroidering lotus flowers in her hands, and her corners of her mouth had a smile that she could not hide.
I wish I could see my sister when it’s raining ……
After all, it’s a ‘rainy lotus’ ……
Fan Ziruo led He Yunxiao to Du Yinyun’s place and stood a little further away before calling out, “Yinyun.”
When Du Yinyun heard Fan Ziruo call her, she was about to get up and tease her sister Fan, but before she could say anything, she saw He Yunxiao beside Fan Ziruo.
Sister Du put her best Young Master at the top of her heart every day, and dreamt of him every day, so she would never forget what he had told her.
When she saw that He Yunxiao was there, she stopped her intent to mess around with Fan Ziruo, and her temperament cooled off. Putting down her needle and thread, she got up and bowed slightly to He Yunxiao. There was a natural sense of distance between them “high and cold”.
She gently bowed no more and no less, “Young Master He.”
He Yunxiao returned the greeting with an arching hand, “Miss Du, we meet again.”
Seeing the atmosphere, Fan Ziruo stood between the two “distant” people and explained to He Yunxiao, “Young master, my sister is a bit aloof, she is always like this with everyone, she is not cold and warm, don’t take it to heart.”
He Yunxiao: “Indifferent in nature”.
Du Yinyun: Why is my sister also calling me “Young Master”? It was obviously me who called him first.
He Yunxiao replies to Fan Ziruo: “It’s not a problem, I’ve heard of Miss Du’s character for a long time.”
He Yunxiao deliberately did not mention that he had met her at the Spring Breeze Mansion to get closer, because he did not need to get close to sister Du, and because the Spring Breeze Mansion was not a good memory, and it was a bit sick to talk about someone’s sadness for no reason.
Fan Ziruo quickly got to the point as she handed the two pieces of manuscript paper with the title of the book written on them to Du Yinyun’s hand.
“Yinyun, there are two books here, if you look at the titles alone, which one do you like? Which one do you want to read?”
Du Yinyun looked at the two book titles in her hand, and then looked up at Fan Ziruo and He Yunxiao. Then she pointed to Qing Ping and said, “I like this one.”
Du Yinyun’s choice surprised He Yunxiao a little.
How dare you not choose my book title?
On second thought, it was reasonable. Sister Du’s literary level was second only to Fan Ziruo’s, which was extremely high, and it was normal for her not to see the vernacular titles.
The two of them said goodbye to Du Yinyun and asked a few more maids who could read and write, and this time, just as He Yunxiao had predicted, the maids all chose the his book title.
The two of them returned to the study side by side, and Fan Ziruo did not look good.
He Yunxiao said with reassurance, “Ziruo’s name is really good, but it is a bit too refined, and elegance has its advantages, doesn’t Miss Du like it very much?”
Fan Ziruo said, “Young master doesn’t understand. My sister is very clever. She must have seen that I came up with the title of this book and deliberately chose it in order to take care of me.”
This made He Yunxiao a little embarrassed.
It felt like everyone had chosen him, but no one had chosen Fan Ziruo.
Fan Ziruo was also the most talented girl in Yinjing, so teaching online writing, only to the first level, had already washed away her confidence.
Confidence is a very tricky thing for authors.
Too much confidence can make one unable to listen to advice and be cocky; not enough confidence can make one wince and write with a lack of sharpness and arrogance.
So a good writer must leave humility and arrogance behind at the same time, and that makes it difficult.
He Yunxiao, looking at Fan Ziruo, who was in a somewhat depressed mood, placed the two pieces of manuscript paper with the title of the book written on them, in front of her again.
“Ziruo, this ‘Qingping’ of yours is very well written.”
Fan Ziruo raised her head and looked at He Yunxiao seriously.
He Yunxiao said it again, “‘Qingping’ is really good, even better than the book’s original title, ‘The Sword Warrior’s Record of Taihu Lake’.”
Fan Ziruo’s gaze shone brightly as she looked seriously at He Yunxiao, listening carefully to his tone of voice. No matter how she discerned the tone and expression, she only came to one conclusion – He Yunxiao genuinely thought so.
[Fan Ziruo’s favorability level changed from 75 to 75]
He Yunxiao: ? Again? What happened? What’s going on? The favorability rating is stuck at 75?
Fan Ziruo looked at He Yunxiao with a gentle gaze and said, “Ziruo’s book title is obviously not liked by anyone, so why did you still say it was good.”
He Yunxiao tossed the system aside and turned to seriously reply to Fan Ziruo’s question.
“Does Ziruo think that my book title is good?”
Fan Ziruo hesitated for a moment and said, “Yes.”
“Good my ass!”
He Yunxiao, who suddenly exploded with foul language, really startled Fan Ziruo.
“Ziruo, you are the number one talented girl in Yinjing, and you are the teaching scholar of the Antler Academy. Given your level, do you really think the title of my book is good?”
“Young Master’s book title is liked by so many people, so naturally it is ……”
He Yunxiao grabbed Fan Ziruo’s hand, “Ziruo, where has your confidence and arrogance gone?”
“I ……”
“It’s true that Ziruo wants to be recognized by more readers, but for the sake of flattery, do you have to throw away your most basic judgment?”
“Ziruo, I’ll tell you, the title of my book, which is successful, is not good at all! It’s not useless, on the contrary it’s useful and works well, but even so, I still feel that it’s not good at all.”
“Ziruo, think about it, why I said that.”
Fan Ziruo looked at He Yunxiao’s hand, blushing a little, and pretended not to think of any strange “difference between men and women”.
“It’s true that Ziruo wants more recognition from readers, but do you have to throw away your most basic judgement just to pander?”
“Ziruo I tell you, the title of my book, it’s successful, but it’s not good at all! It’s not useless, on the contrary it’s useful and works well, but even so, I still feel that it’s not good at all.”
“Ziruo, think about it and why I said that.”
Fan Ziruo looked at He Yunxiao’s hand, his face flushed a little, pretending not to think of any strange “difference between men and women”. She just pretended not to see it.
She said, “What you are trying to say is that the author must know what is good and what is beneficial. There is no conflict between the two.”
He Yunxiao laughed, “Right! Don’t you want to write a book that others will enjoy reading? Fine, you can write it. What is the requirement for writing it then? It’s that you know what they want to read.”
Fan Ziruo pretended to take He Yunxiao’s words casually and said, “Then what kind of novels does Young Master like to read?”
At this moment, He Yunxiao looked solemn, as if he were a loyal believer.
“I will always love romance (harem) novels.”
—Fan Ziruo stared blankly at the title of the book He Yunxiao had written, not responding for a moment.
Can such a thing be named for a book title?
Defeating the Martial Master episode only took up a very small part of the book. Can this be used as a book title too?
Fan Ziruo looked at the title written by He Yunxiao, and then at her own title, Qing Ping.
Although she still felt that Qing Ping was better, looking at He Yunxiao’s, she suddenly felt the urge to open the book and read it again, even though she had already read it several times and remembered the story, but she suddenly wanted to open it and read it.
When He Yunxiao saw this expression on her face, he knew that his purpose had been achieved. So he said, “Ziruo, as an observer, how about we ask Miss Du to take a look?”
Fan Ziruo, who had been full of confidence just then, was a little less confident at this point, and she said, “Yes.”
With two pieces of manuscript paper with the title of the book in her hand, Fan Ziruo and He Yunxiao went to Du Yinyun’s place side by side.
Sister Du was her usual self, spending her days either playing the piano, or reading and embroidering. She would only visit Fan Zirou for a while when He Yunxiao was not around, to talk to her best sister.
The embroidered handkerchiefs she had prepared for Fan Ziruo were already finished, and the second one was still being embroidered.
The embroidery is in the style of “lotus after the rain”, which matches her temperament.
However, judging from the pattern being embroidered in Du Yinyun’s hands, this “Lotus after the Rain” only has “lotus” but no ” rain”.
As clever as she was, she would not have missed the “rain”, but rather, the “lotus after the rain” without the rain was a true stroke of genius.
Du Yinyun moved a chair and sat under the eaves, with a bamboo basket on a stool by her side, containing all the needles and threads needed for embroidery.
She was embroidering lotus flowers in her hands, and her corners of her mouth had a smile that she could not hide.
I wish I could see my sister when it’s raining ……
After all, it’s a ‘rainy lotus’ ……
Fan Ziruo led He Yunxiao to Du Yinyun’s place and stood a little further away before calling out, “Yinyun.”
When Du Yinyun heard Fan Ziruo call her, she was about to get up and tease her sister Fan, but before she could say anything, she saw He Yunxiao beside Fan Ziruo.
Sister Du put her best Young Master at the top of her heart every day, and dreamt of him every day, so she would never forget what he had told her.
When she saw that He Yunxiao was there, she stopped her intent to mess around with Fan Ziruo, and her temperament cooled off. Putting down her needle and thread, she got up and bowed slightly to He Yunxiao. There was a natural sense of distance between them “high and cold”.
She gently bowed no more and no less, “Young Master He.”
He Yunxiao returned the greeting with an arching hand, “Miss Du, we meet again.”
Seeing the atmosphere, Fan Ziruo stood between the two “distant” people and explained to He Yunxiao, “Young master, my sister is a bit aloof, she is always like this with everyone, she is not cold and warm, don’t take it to heart.”
He Yunxiao: “Indifferent in nature”.
Du Yinyun: Why is my sister also calling me “Young Master”? It was obviously me who called him first.
He Yunxiao replies to Fan Ziruo: “It’s not a problem, I’ve heard of Miss Du’s character for a long time.”
He Yunxiao deliberately did not mention that he had met her at the Spring Breeze Mansion to get closer, because he did not need to get close to sister Du, and because the Spring Breeze Mansion was not a good memory, and it was a bit sick to talk about someone’s sadness for no reason.
Fan Ziruo quickly got to the point as she handed the two pieces of manuscript paper with the title of the book written on them to Du Yinyun’s hand.
“Yinyun, there are two books here, if you look at the titles alone, which one do you like? Which one do you want to read?”
Du Yinyun looked at the two book titles in her hand, and then looked up at Fan Ziruo and He Yunxiao. Then she pointed to Qing Ping and said, “I like this one.”
Du Yinyun’s choice surprised He Yunxiao a little.
How dare you not choose my book title?
On second thought, it was reasonable. Sister Du’s literary level was second only to Fan Ziruo’s, which was extremely high, and it was normal for her not to see the vernacular titles.
The two of them said goodbye to Du Yinyun and asked a few more maids who could read and write, and this time, just as He Yunxiao had predicted, the maids all chose the his book title.
The two of them returned to the study side by side, and Fan Ziruo did not look good.
He Yunxiao said with reassurance, “Ziruo’s name is really good, but it is a bit too refined, and elegance has its advantages, doesn’t Miss Du like it very much?”
Fan Ziruo said, “Young master doesn’t understand. My sister is very clever. She must have seen that I came up with the title of this book and deliberately chose it in order to take care of me.”
This made He Yunxiao a little embarrassed.
It felt like everyone had chosen him, but no one had chosen Fan Ziruo.
Fan Ziruo was also the most talented girl in Yinjing, so teaching online writing, only to the first level, had already washed away her confidence.
Confidence is a very tricky thing for authors.
Too much confidence can make one unable to listen to advice and be cocky; not enough confidence can make one wince and write with a lack of sharpness and arrogance.
So a good writer must leave humility and arrogance behind at the same time, and that makes it difficult.
He Yunxiao, looking at Fan Ziruo, who was in a somewhat depressed mood, placed the two pieces of manuscript paper with the title of the book written on them, in front of her again.
“Ziruo, this ‘Qingping’ of yours is very well written.”
Fan Ziruo raised her head and looked at He Yunxiao seriously.
He Yunxiao said it again, “‘Qingping’ is really good, even better than the book’s original title, ‘The Sword Warrior’s Record of Taihu Lake’.”
Fan Ziruo’s gaze shone brightly as she looked seriously at He Yunxiao, listening carefully to his tone of voice. No matter how she discerned the tone and expression, she only came to one conclusion – He Yunxiao genuinely thought so.
[Fan Ziruo’s favorability level changed from 75 to 75]
He Yunxiao: ? Again? What happened? What’s going on? The favorability rating is stuck at 75?
Fan Ziruo looked at He Yunxiao with a gentle gaze and said, “Ziruo’s book title is obviously not liked by anyone, so why did you still say it was good.”
He Yunxiao tossed the system aside and turned to seriously reply to Fan Ziruo’s question.
“Does Ziruo think that my book title is good?”
Fan Ziruo hesitated for a moment and said, “Yes.”
“Good my ass!”
He Yunxiao, who suddenly exploded with foul language, really startled Fan Ziruo.
“Ziruo, you are the number one talented girl in Yinjing, and you are the teaching scholar of the Antler Academy. Given your level, do you really think the title of my book is good?”
“Young Master’s book title is liked by so many people, so naturally it is ……”
He Yunxiao grabbed Fan Ziruo’s hand, “Ziruo, where has your confidence and arrogance gone?”
“I ……”
“It’s true that Ziruo wants to be recognized by more readers, but for the sake of flattery, do you have to throw away your most basic judgment?”
“Ziruo, I’ll tell you, the title of my book, which is successful, is not good at all! It’s not useless, on the contrary it’s useful and works well, but even so, I still feel that it’s not good at all.”
“Ziruo, think about it, why I said that.”
Fan Ziruo looked at He Yunxiao’s hand, blushing a little, and pretended not to think of any strange “difference between men and women”.
“It’s true that Ziruo wants more recognition from readers, but do you have to throw away your most basic judgement just to pander?”
“Ziruo I tell you, the title of my book, it’s successful, but it’s not good at all! It’s not useless, on the contrary it’s useful and works well, but even so, I still feel that it’s not good at all.”
“Ziruo, think about it and why I said that.”
Fan Ziruo looked at He Yunxiao’s hand, his face flushed a little, pretending not to think of any strange “difference between men and women”. She just pretended not to see it.
She said, “What you are trying to say is that the author must know what is good and what is beneficial. There is no conflict between the two.”
He Yunxiao laughed, “Right! Don’t you want to write a book that others will enjoy reading? Fine, you can write it. What is the requirement for writing it then? It’s that you know what they want to read.”
Fan Ziruo pretended to take He Yunxiao’s words casually and said, “Then what kind of novels does Young Master like to read?”
At this moment, He Yunxiao looked solemn, as if he were a loyal believer.
“I will always love romance (harem) novels.”
