The Farmer's Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket-Chapter 999 - : I’ll Write
Chapter 999: I’ll Write
Editor: Henyee Translations
Gu Yundong’s gaze swept past the four of them one by one. After a while, she said softly, “Then… I’ll be frank?”
“Go ahead.”
Even Shao Qingyuan looked at her eagerly. He felt that this idea was not bad, but if Yundong said no, he would quickly think of something else.
Gu Yundong coughed lightly. “There’s nothing wrong with the story. It’s just that it’s not fascinating enough.”
The prefecture magistrate quickly leaned forward. “How is it not enough?”
“Uncle, our story is mainly for the commoners to hear. Most of the commoners can’t read. Even if they know, they can’t understand words that are too profound, especially these poems. We can understand them, but the commoners might not understand them.”
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It was a story. Of course, it had to be simple and straightforward. It shouldn’t be too pedantic.
“In that case, it makes sense.”
The prefecture magistrate nodded slightly and heard Gu Yundong continue, “After all, a story is different from an article. In addition to being logical, the most important thing in the book is to set up suspense to attract people’s attention so that people can guess and look forward to the next plot. What’s more, the first sentence is especially important. It’s best to be concise and straightforward and get to the point. The words are too gorgeous, making people sleepy.”
The prefecture magistrate, who felt that his first sentence was very interesting, was speechless.
Shao Qingyuan, who felt that the prefecture magistrate’s writing was much better than his, was speechless.
Madam Dai and Young Master Dai, who felt that the first sentence would definitely make the emperor happy, were speechless.
This first sentence seemed to be, indeed, not concise enough.
The prefecture magistrate felt that he had been dealt a blow. He took the papers and looked at them again. Suddenly, he felt bored.
He was indeed a person who could listen to advice. He immediately asked humbly, “Then in your opinion, how should I write it?”
Dai Wenhuo said, “We’re not good at writing novels. Why don’t we find a scholar who’s good at writing novels?”
Gu Yundong waved her hand. “No need. I’ll write it. When I’m done, you can take a look. If it doesn’t work, we’ll find someone else to try.”
After all, she had read so many novels and news. This story was not long. She was good at attracting attention.
“Alright, write it first.”
Madam Dai glanced at them. “What are you writing? Eat first. There’s still time to write after you’re done.”
Seriously, did all of them forget that they were hungry?
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She hurriedly asked the servants to serve the food for the guests.
Gu Yundong thought about it as she ate. The others remained silent and ate very quickly.
Not long after Gu Yundong finished her meal, she took the papers into the study.
No one disturbed her and let her write slowly. They continued to discuss the following process.
Gu Yundong held her brush and thought for a moment. Finally, she wrote the first sentence on the paper.
“As we know, something big happened in the capital some time ago…”
Gu Yundong was not a professional writer, but at least her work was more like a storybook than the one written by the prefecture magistrate.
She moved quickly. Anyway, she had Prefecture Magistrate Dai’s sample. She changed the way she wrote slightly and adjusted the order before and after. She deleted all the nonsense that praised the emperor and left a suspense. It was done.
Gu Yundong put down his pen, blew on the ink, and left the study with a few pages.
