Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

Regardless, Hu Ling decided to cherish and seize this rare opportunity to present herself as a respectable person. Back when her family was still in decline, she had been taught a great deal of etiquette, so she was familiar with the formalities of propriety. Now, she just needed to deal with the psychological barrier and prepare herself for any unpleasant looks and remarks.

Hu Ling bowed to the group and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for your appreciation and support, for giving me this opportunity to speak." Young Master Wu led the applause. Hu Ling looked at everyone gratefully and continued, "As for writing, I think the key is to observe life, extract the highlights from life, and then conceive of it as a novel."

At this moment, a voice with a duck voice interrupted her and said loudly: "Ms. Hu, then I don't understand. If I don't have that kind of life experience, how can I write a story about love?"

Everyone looked over and saw a rather shabby-looking man stretching his neck to speak. Some people recognized him as Bihua's cousin, a well-known idler and scoundrel.

He had dared to ask such a question at this moment, at Bi Yaniang's behest, hoping to embarrass Hu Ling. On the surface, he was asking how to write a story, but secretly, he was mocking Hu Ling for having such a life experience that would allow her to write such a story. He and Bi Yaniang and the others were truly like family.

Someone who was familiar with him shouted at him, "Second Master Lu, with your experience of having been around many women, wouldn't it be easy for you to write a novel like this?" Many people present burst into laughter when they heard this.

This man, known as Lu Er Shao, was also known simply as Lu Er. He looked embarrassed for a moment, then regained his composure and even a hint of smugness. He was aiming for this effect, to draw everyone's attention to that line of thought.

Hu Ling's friends were a little worried for her. The question was tricky and malicious, and a poor answer would be embarrassing. However, since no one else could match Hu Ling's literary talent, they couldn't chime in and offer any help. It all depended on Hu Ling's witty response.

Hu Ling looked at Lu Er, stunned for a moment, then calmly said, "What you're talking about touches on the issue of imagination in literary creation. What is imagination? For example, many people have seen the same waterfall, but some poets can compose beautiful lines like 'It seems like the Milky Way is falling from the sky.' This is all thanks to the magical imagination."

Similarly, in fiction writing, inspiration for a story can come from many different sources, and when combined with imagination, it can create many interesting plots. For example, some people walk through a field of flowers without getting a single leaf on them, while others are covered in dust, as if they had just emerged from a hole in the ground.

Hu Ling's words not only clearly explained the principles and elements of novel writing, but also incidentally disparaged Lü Er, a small riposte to him. Those who understood couldn't help but chuckle.

Hu Ling continued, "All literary creation, whether poetry or fiction, emphasizes genuine emotion and moving people with emotion. Whether it's family, friendship, love, or nostalgia, we can discover the truth, goodness, and beauty in it."

Hu Ling's words were well-reasoned, even a bit ahead of her time. Many people were stunned. The annoying mother and daughter stood with their mouths open, unsure how to refute or criticize her.

Wu Shao and the others were secretly happy. They were impressed by Hu Ling's talent and were also relieved that she could handle the difficult situation.

Ranmo was a bit puzzled. Hu Ling's words had a certain air of modern writers' concepts and tone. It was strange. The only explanation was that she had come into this life naturally, carrying with her some advanced creative philosophies.