The Lin family's little boy returns to being eight years old, taking his family to new heights.

"My mentor and I have discussed how to balance the artistry and commercial aspects of literary creation. The following are just some of my personal views."

Firstly, the relationship between the two is not irreconcilable. Understanding market demand does not mean compromise. Our works are ultimately for readers, not just for self-indulgence. Writers also have an obligation to convey correct values ​​to society and bring positive influence to more people.

Upon hearing this, the noblewoman who had just called Fu Wenyuan senile looked rather displeased, because she had just said that writers should maintain pure artistry and should not compromise for the sake of readers.

Of course, Lin Xiyi genuinely disagreed with her opinion, and also had the intention of standing up for Fu Wenyuan.

The others were also drawn in and began to listen attentively.

Lin Xi continued, "Under such a premise, we should retain the core expression in the creation, that is, 'what I want to say,' and at the same time convey it in a way that readers can accept, that is, 'how to be heard.' True classic works are often born from this dynamic balance."

For example, Gabriel García Márquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude resonated widely through its artistic depth. The initial print run of 8000 copies sold out quickly, followed by a second printing. It became a milestone in magical realism literature, not only establishing Márquez's literary status but also earning him the 1982 Nobel Prize in Literature, and its influence continues to this day.

This shows that commercial dissemination can provide fertile ground for artistic expression and expand its influence. We cannot completely ignore the market or disregard the reader's ability to accept it.

The goal is to separate commercial packaging from artistic essence, create a classic image, and build a personal brand.

As far as I know, online literature is gradually emerging, and we can make reasonable use of new media…

Everyone listened more and more attentively. Lin Xi's point of view was not uncommon, but no one had explained it in such detail as she had, and had even provided specific methods.

Especially regarding online literature, which was initially looked down upon, people now find that it does have many merits.

Fu Wenyuan nodded repeatedly, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Of course, there are also great artists like Teacher You Ci who want to maintain pure artistry. I admire them very much. Sticking to one's own beliefs is a rare and valuable quality. However, based on the methods I mentioned above, achieving commercial value does not compromise artistry. We can completely maintain our original creative intentions while creating works that satisfy ourselves, the market, and readers. This is how we can realize the greatest value of our works."

At the end, Lin Xi didn't forget to mention the woman who had offended Fu Wenyuan.

Everyone looked at You Ci, secretly relieved that they hadn't gone too far earlier, otherwise the girl would have called them out repeatedly. Although there was no real loss, it wouldn't have looked good either.

Yu Ci's face turned red and then pale. This little girl is quite vengeful.

After he finished speaking, the conference hall erupted in enthusiastic applause. No wonder Master Fu was so confident; with such an outstanding disciple, who wouldn't want to show him off?

To be so accomplished at such a young age, as long as he doesn't go astray, he's bound to become a prominent figure.

Yu Guangyao looked at the boy beside him, "My disciple, what do you think of what she said?"

After thinking for a while, the boy said, "It's thoughtful, innovative, and very comprehensive. It's comparable to other teachers, and it even... it helped Mr. Fu get revenge."

Yu Guangyao laughed heartily, "You have a good eye for people."

It's unclear whether this statement was a compliment to the little boy or to Fu Wenyuan.

After the meeting, You Ci walked up to Fu Wenyuan, looked Lin Xi up and down, and then smirked, "Old Fu has taken on a good disciple."

"Haha, is that because Teacher You is jealous?"

Yu Ci rolled her eyes and strode away.

Lin Xi asked in bewilderment, "Master, what did you do to offend her?"

Fu Wenyuan sighed, "Ah, the debts of love." Then he patted Lin Xi's head proudly and said, "You did a good job today, you really made your teacher proud."

Lin Xi said helplessly, "Master, please don't be so willful next time. If I don't perform well, you'll be the one who loses face."

"Ding! Danger warning! Ding! Danger warning! Ding! Danger warning!"

A system notification suddenly sounded; this was the first time Lin Xi had received such a notification. "Xiao Yi, what's wrong?"

"Host, terrorists have entered. Please leave the venue immediately!"

terrorist?!!

They're already inside?!

Lin Xi's expression changed. Without thinking, she grabbed Fu Wenyuan and quickly walked out. All she wanted now was to ensure her master's safety.

Fu Wenyuan was pulled and stumbled. "Hey, hey, what's the rush?"

Yu Guangyao caught up with him with a smile, "Old Fu, why are you walking so fast? Didn't we agree to come to my place to pick up the book?"

Lin Xi broke out in a cold sweat and instinctively pulled Yu Guangyao up with her left hand. "Yes, yes, Uncle-Master, I'm so worried, let's go quickly!"

Yu Guangyao was overjoyed to hear the address of "Uncle-Master". "Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry, the books won't run away. Take as many as you want."

Fu Wenyuan joked, "Don't be reluctant to part with it when the time comes."

"No, no, I like your little apprentice's personality. I won't feel bad about taking as much as you want..."

The two chatted and laughed, but Lin Xi was extremely anxious. However, she couldn't show it too obviously, in case the terrorists noticed and stopped her. She could only pull the two of them by the hand and walk forward quickly, with the little boy following closely behind.

Once she was safely outside the gate, Lin Xi breathed a sigh of relief. "Master, Uncle-Master, please wait for me at the coffee shop across the street. I left something inside and need to go get it."

"Why go to a coffee shop in such a short time? Go get it, we'll wait for you here."

Lin Xi tugged at her sleeve and said coquettishly, "Master, I want to drink some. I've never had coffee before. Could you order me a cup?"

Fearing there wouldn't be enough time, she added, "I also want to eat chocolate cake and walnut cookies..."

Fu Wenyuan was taken aback, as this was the first time he had seen Lin Xi act so willfully in front of outsiders.

Yu Guangyao thought Fu Wenyuan didn't want to bring the child to eat, so he pulled him and said, "The child has come all this way, so let him eat whatever he wants. I haven't had coffee in a long time either. Come on, come on, what else would Xiaoxi like to eat? Your uncle will order for you."

Lin Xi was secretly anxious, but she kept a straight face and smiled, "Thank you, Senior Uncle, this is fine."

The little boy wanted to go back with Lin Xi, but she refused outright. Seeing the group enter the coffee shop, Lin Xi immediately rushed back to the hotel, calling the police as she ran.

The police didn't think she was untrustworthy because she was just a child; they simply urged her to leave quickly.

In fact, they had already been notified when the terrorists entered the hotel and were on their way.

Lin Xi, of course, had nothing left inside, so she went straight to the stairwell and pressed the fire alarm.

This was the best way she could think of to get people out of the scene quickly; she wanted to save as many people as possible.

A loud buzzing sound immediately rang out in the hotel, and everyone panicked and fled outside. Hotel staff searched for the source of the fire while organizing the guests to evacuate in an orderly manner.

Meanwhile, in the hotel's monitoring room, the security guard had been knocked down and was half-lying on the table.