Someone joked, "Qian Zhihua, doesn't this title of your book encompass the central idea of your entire book?"
There was a burst of laughter in the room, "Hahaha."
Children are very sensitive to laughter, so Qian Zhihua immediately asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Everyone just laughed and didn't answer his question.
Su Nuan stood on the podium and heard
The laughter stopped immediately, which shows how powerful Su Nuan's deterrent power is.
She paused and continued, "Look at these book titles on the writing board. Do you think they are well written?"
"Okay!" Old Lady Xu and Qian Zhihua said without hesitation.
Someone responded that what was written on it was not necessarily good, so several voices of opposition appeared in the conference room, "Not good!"
Old Lady Xu and Qian Zhihua looked over in the direction of the objecting voice. Which bastard said that?
In class, Su Nuan said, "First, let's take a look at the title "My Dad Didn't Hit Me This New Year". If this is the title of a book, would you buy it if you saw it?"
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The voices of Old Lady Xu and Qian Zhihua were soon drowned out by another voice, "No!"
Su Nuan snapped her fingers and explained, "Whether a book's title is good or not, readers' feedback is the most important. Only when readers like it and are willing to pay for it, can you make money from your book."
"So if you start writing in the future, you must understand the market clearly, that is, what type of titles your readers like, whether they are more playful or more literary. Different types of titles can attract different reading groups."
Qian Zhihua couldn't help but interrupt Su Nuan, "Teacher Su, is the title of the book I wrote good?"
He was eager to know the result.
Su Nuan was not angry when she was interrupted, and said patiently: "If this was a book placed in front of me, I don't think I would read it, let alone buy it."
"My father didn't beat me this New Year. He summed up the essence of the whole book in one sentence. I already know what the book is mainly about, so I won't be curious about what the book is about specifically."
"Considering that you are still a student, think about this question from the perspective of an essay topic. Let's put ourselves in the teacher's shoes. If you were marking the essays, would you give extra points when you saw this topic?"
Everyone said in unison, "No!"
Qian Zhihua's face turned red with anger, "You don't know how to teach at all!"
After hearing this, Su Nuan remained calm and composed, "Since you doubt my ability, you can actually go back and rest earlier and give your seat to those who need it outside."
Old Mrs. Xu held Qian Zhihua tightly. How could she just give up the position she had fought so hard for?
Su Nuan's gaze didn't stay on them for long, and she began to discuss the second book title with everyone.
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In this class, Su Nuan mainly analyzed several bad book titles and several well-written book titles. Finally, the homework given to everyone was to try to write an introduction of about 500 words for their own book.
When Su Nuan came back from class, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening. The weather was cold, so she slipped into the space to take a hot shower. After a quick wash, she quickly rushed into bed and went to sleep.
Song Chunfeng took the initiative to hold her cold hand. Ever since the weather turned cold, Song Chunfeng had been determined to warm Su Nuan's hands.
Sometimes I warm the bed.
"Spring Breeze, how come your hands are always warm?"
Su Nuan wondered if this was the physiological difference between men and women?
"I put my hands on my butt in advance
Before Song Chunfeng could finish his words, he was "severely beaten". Su Nuan was as heavy as a mountain, "What did you say?"
"I was just kidding." Song Chunfeng was still in shock. He didn't expect his wife to react so strongly.
Su Nuan got off him doubtfully, "Are you kidding me?"
"I can't joke anymore?" Song Chunfeng held back his laughter.
"You can, but that's very unlike you."
Su Nuan immediately figured it out, "But you can be anything you want, and you shouldn't be confined by my impression of you."
"My wife is very understanding." Song Chunfeng habitually pulled Su Nuan into his arms.
Su Nuan thought that there was someone living next door, so she immediately whispered, "No more talking, go to sleep."
"Um."
Time flies, and it is time for Han Zhushan, An Qionglan and Han Weixian to return home.
The weather was too cold, so Su Nuan asked her grandma to sleep a little later and get up later, while she was busy in the kitchen alone.
In fact, she just boiled some corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes, and bought everything else directly from the mall.
Su Nuan woke up her cousin Han Weixian when she saw that it was almost time. While Han Weixian was changing his clothes, Su Nuan poured him hot water to wash and wipe his face. She was so considerate.
Han Weixian came out and saw that the water in his wash cup was still smoking. He was deeply moved, but also puzzled, "Sister, did the sun rise from the west today?"
He has been in the family compound for so long, but cousin Su Nuan rarely gets up earlier than them, let alone pour him hot water. That has never happened before. Today is the first time!
Su Nuan began to act out, "It's because I saw you were going back that I remembered to be nice to you."
"Weixian, don't forget me, your cousin, when you go back. Write to me and call me more often."
She took out a handful of change from her pocket.
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