At this point, Xiang Nai's eyes reddened. Realizing her lapse in composure, she quickly added, "I'm sorry, Wenjie, I don't know why I suddenly said these things, and I'm sorry for causing you trouble..."
Hou Wenjie thought of the young author again and said with emotion, "It's okay. Actually, I'm not successful in writing novels either, and I've also been ridiculed."
That's how dreams are; they always encounter many setbacks. Before you succeed, you're bound to be ridiculed, trampled on, and considered an oddball.
The darkness before dawn is always the hardest to bear, because in the long night of life, no one knows if dawn will ever come.
"Wenjie is such a gentle person."
Chanel repeated the sentence, her eyes fixed on the handsome face before her.
Hou Wenjie also looked up at her.
Chanel quickly turned her head away shyly, looked towards the door, and said:
"The rain has stopped, Wenjie. I have to go now. Can I leave you my contact information?"
It was a pleasure chatting with you!
"certainly."
Hou Wenjie and Xiang Nai exchanged phone numbers and WeChat contacts.
Chanel stood up, preparing to leave.
Suddenly, as if possessed, Hou Wenjie asked, "Can I ask you a question?"
"What?" Chanel turned her head.
Hou Wenjie looked at her and said seriously, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Kana was taken aback, blinked, blushed, and then whispered, "I don't have a boyfriend."
Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "I don't have a girlfriend either."
A flicker of panic crossed Xiang Nai's eyes, her face flushed even more, and she gave a slight bow. "Wenjie-kun, I really should go!"
Then, she turned around, walked out of the store with unsteady steps, and the clatter of her high heels gradually faded into the distance.
Hou Wenjie pondered, "Is this what it feels like for humans to be in love?"
That's really amazing.
Although he also wrote about the romance between the protagonist and Kana in his novel, it was ultimately based on imitations of various movie and TV drama scenes. He even imitated every action and every expression.
But does he really not understand love? Although the fragments of the young author's memories are deeply rooted in his mind, forming a corridor of memories, the deepest emotions are buried deep underground.
It was like wiping a frosted glass surface; you could see some hazy shadows and feel a little wonder, but that was all.
Therefore, he wants to learn how to experience love; perhaps this is a good attempt.
Evening, at Hyakusho Sauce Izakaya.
Hou Wenjie, Zhang San, Kong Yiji, Jie Cheng.
Zhang San looked at Jie Cheng, who looked haggard, and asked, "Jie Cheng, you've lost so much weight. Have you been overworking?"
Jie Cheng shook his head: "I've recently figured out a philosophical question: how to become a good man? It's taken me quite a while!"
"Oh? How so?" Everyone became interested.
Jiecheng said, "To become a good man, you only need one word: hard!"
As someone who has already made many youth films, I consider myself physically tough enough.
However, my knowledge is still insufficient. I am studying hard, and my first goal is Kyoto University, the second is Waseda University, and the third is Aoyama Gakuin University.
When I return after completing my studies, I will become a top-tier man in Kyoto.
Hou Wenjie asked curiously, "So, do you still have time to make films? I have a youth film I'd like you to act in!"
"Of course. For me, life is like playing golf. Leading the island's youth films to the world is my inescapable responsibility."
Upon hearing this, the group was filled with respect and raised their glasses in a toast with Jiecheng.
After finishing his drink, Kong Yiji belatedly realized what was going on and said, "Old Hou, why did you suddenly decide to make a youth film?"
Hou Wenjie explained, "I have already started preparing to launch the Magic Bean Community website online, and youth films are part of my community plan."
Upon hearing this, Zhang San smiled and said, "Old Hou, you've caught a good time. A couple of days ago, I attended a legal seminar in Kyoto."
The meeting decided to lift the restrictions on high school students filming youth films in the near future.
"That sounds good."
Hou Wenjie didn't dwell on the topic, but instead looked at Kong Yiji:
"What have you been busy with lately?"
Kong Yiji said, "I started an online training course for online writers and sold paid courses."
Hou Wenjie thought he had misheard and asked in confusion:
"Didn't you say you only made a few dollars writing your novel last month? Do you think you can make money by running this class?"
"The returns are currently quite good."
Kong Yiji smiled:
"To run an online literature training course, you don't actually need to know how to write online literature."
Just like self-help gurus, who are often not successful themselves, they can become millionaires by boasting.
Moreover, during the training course, my title was editor of the well-known island magazine "Hedao Women".
Because of my work, I know many inside stories that ordinary people don't know, I know what social hot topics are, I know the evolution of the history of the women's rights struggle, I know the trends of women in Japan and Taiwan in different periods, the origin of different underwear styles, and the evolution of female sexual psychology.
I know all of this! And that's precisely what those online novelists lack!
They don't know how to describe women, portray their appearance, or even how to have conversations with women of different values in different situations!
Therefore, many online novelists have stereotyped female characters.
This novel features numerous female characters, but readers feel nothing for them; it's as if these characters are just different names, with no discernible personalities. The descriptions of their romantic relationships are also incredibly awkward.
However, after receiving training from me, a women's expert, they can try to bring the women in the book to life.
I know how women in love dress, what kind of psychology different girls' outfits represent, and I also know the price and origin of different perfumes, as well as the different attitudes and parts of the personality of women they reflect.
It's fair to say that my course addresses a major pain point for most online novel authors.
After hearing Kong Yiji's words, Hou Wenjie felt deeply shocked!
It turns out that he had been overlooking the fact that his close friend was actually a female expert!
Could it be that the two were too close and overlooked his strengths?
So Hou Wenjie asked a new question: "Since you understand women so well, why are you still single?"
Kong Yiji suddenly became profound:
"When I was young, I especially loved Nalan Rongruo's poems, particularly the line: 'I remember leisurely moments on the embroidered couch, together we blew the red petals. At the winding balustrade, we leaned together in the setting sun.'"
At the time, I thought that line was incredibly beautiful. I was thinking that if I had a wife, we would probably have such a romantic scene.
However, after I joined "Women of the Island" magazine, the more women's issues I studied, the more I could see a person's true colors.
At first glance, I can analyze a woman's personality fairly well from her clothes, perfume, and the way she walks. After a few more words, I can completely understand her preferences and chat with her amiably.
In fact, it takes me less than two hours from the first moment I see a woman to her willingly sleeping with me.
At first, it worked every time.
But later, I gradually felt guilty.
Because essentially, I was exploiting human weaknesses to take advantage of them.
Later, inspired by you, I changed my name from Kong Ji to Kong Yiji.
After all, the name Kong Yiji gives people a feeling of being old-fashioned and poor, but it also represents my journey towards a new life.
I know I'm inherently a wanderer, and love isn't for me. As Nalan Rongruo wrote in his poem, "I'm used to wandering the world, so let's not waste our sorrows; cold clouds and withered grass gradually herald autumn."
"So, you're saying that changing your name in hopes of being kept by a rich woman is a lie?" Zhang San adjusted his glasses, observing his friend more closely for the first time.
Hou Wenjie never expected that his friend was hiding such a deep secret.
Indeed, everyone in life is a master of acting.
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