Some people lost interest and simply withdrew from the crowd.

"Unfortunately, wasn't Mr. Liaozhai's forte the ghost story genre? Qingyunlou wasn't particularly good at writing detective stories either."

Who knew that this guy, pushed to the limit, collaborated with the Beijing Opera Storytelling House to create a storytelling performance in the form of a legal case, completely transforming himself from a scholar-beauty tale writer and proving his talent.

"Stop talking. You haven't even read Di Renjie yet, how do you know he's not as good as Mr. Qingyun? And how do you know that the author of Di Renjie is the same person as Mr. Liaozhai? Are you so sure?"

When someone asked Uncle Fu, he smiled and replied, "It's obvious."

Some even tentatively asked, "No way, could this author known as 'Homebody' be another pen name for Mr. Liaozhai? Ahhh, it's so itchy, my brain..."

Look at the storybook with a critical and scrutinizing eye.

Some people even bought fried dough sticks and sesame seed cakes from street vendors. With a bite of porridge and a bite of cake, they began to examine the food closely.

This seems to be a story from a foreign land. Where is there a country where a woman is the emperor?

Hmm, something's not right. Logically speaking, if the envoy was killed in the desert at the beginning, how could he possibly return to Chang'an? There must be an imposter among them...

Furthermore, something is even more amiss. This empress is acting mysteriously, going to great lengths to obtain the list, and the rebels also want the list. It all seems to point to one thing: someone is not accepting a woman as empress...

The plot is full of twists and turns and conflicts—great!

Watch Di Renjie meticulously unravel cases, see him understand the people's plight and defy authority, see him lead the charge and bravely venture into danger...

This went on for almost half an hour...

Quietly, the only sound around me was the rustling of pages turning.

Suddenly a voice exclaimed, "Awesome! I never thought that one day I would actually like a character in a book, especially a chubby, round old man."

Suddenly someone said, "Hmm, that's it?"

Seeing the comments from those people, Uncle Fu finally felt relieved.

He replied with a smile, "Please be patient, everyone. In three to five days, I will ask Mr. Di to continue writing the sequel..."

Someone asked with a smile, "Boss Fu, is he really the author of 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio'?"

Uncle Fu replied with a smile, "Guess?"

He waved his hand with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, new storybooks are now available. All books purchased from our store, whether new or old, will be given a 10% discount."

Some people, having nothing better to do, picked up a book of poetry appreciation, since it was on sale.

"Never mind, I'll buy a copy too. My son is learning to write poetry, so it might be helpful."

Very few people buy books on poetry.

After all, most people come here for leisure, and only a minority are truly interested in learning.

...

Qingping Study.

Qingyunlou and Xu Jiaoyu were having tea here, planning to watch the lively scene at Yulin Study.

I'd like to see what kind of subject matter that guy from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio will write about, and then I'll put together a good show for him.

The waiter trotted in and told Qingyunlou the news he had received, and Qingyunlou's expression changed slightly.

How is that possible?

Xu Jiaoyu's expression remained unchanged as he calmly asked, "What happened?"

Qingyunlou's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "That guy, a new storybook, it's actually a detective storybook, and it's selling quite well. The first batch of buyers were all those young people from the county school, who were waiting at the door before dawn..."

He felt betrayed.

She suppressed her anger and looked at Xu Jiaoyu with a look of resentment, like a woman confined to her chambers who could not receive her husband's love.

Xu Jiaoyu's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He ordered, "Go and investigate what exactly happened. I already notified them yesterday to go ahead and have the students of the county school write an article criticizing Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio for me."

And hurry up and buy me a storybook to read…

Not long after.

The shop assistant bought the storybook back.

Then he whispered, "I heard that the students are worried that Mr. Liaozhai will be banned this time and we will never be able to see his works again, so they collectively discussed buying another set for their collection."

"Damn it, utterly stupid."

Xu Jiaoyu disregarded propriety and slammed his fists down on the coffee table, making it shake.

Yang Yuanxi said helplessly, "Students, you are really confused. What value is there in collecting those kinds of books about love and sex?"

Huang Yuning also tried to smooth things over.

A forced smile. What is it?

He looked at Qingyun Tower with pity in his eyes.

I never imagined that person was such a talented writer; it seems there's no subject matter that can stump him.

The three of them scrutinized the book, examining the errors meticulously.

"I thought it was some kind of amazing detective novel, but it turns out it's just a novel that uses detective work as a cover to tell stories of people pretending to be innocent while traveling incognito. How stupid! Is this what young people like these days?"

Despite the complaints, I found myself getting absorbed in them without even realizing it.

Yang Yuanxi looked at Qingyunlou's blank expression, but didn't know how to comment.

This book appears to be part of a series that will be serialized for a long time, putting Qingyun Tower in danger.

Qingyunlou's previously excited expression suddenly turned into one of exhaustion, and he sighed dejectedly, "I am not as good as him... There are always mountains beyond mountains."

Instructor Xu remained calm, then gently patted the other person's shoulder, comforting him: "Don't be discouraged. There are still many people in the city who like your book. Until the very end, no one knows what will happen."

In my opinion, you should take this opportunity to continue writing the second part of "The Case of Liu Gong".

After all, this was his first book, and his first foray into the genre of mystery novels, which broke the hearts of many readers who enjoyed the supernatural genre.

You still have a chance…

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