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He scooped a spoonful of congee into his mouth, swallowed it, and the burning sensation on his tongue sent a rush to his brain. Chen Xi couldn't help but yell, "Dotore! Are you crazy?!"

The scholar, who was writing a lab report, turned to look at him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you angry again?"

Chen Xi pointed to the porridge in the porcelain bowl, which was covered with seasonings: "Did you add chili water to it?"

The "scholar" stated directly: "Some ingredients for Mount Sumeru."

Chen Xi: "...Spicy!" The kind of culinary disaster from Uncle Gandhi's side? How could I forget you're from Sumeru's side!

The "scholar" felt a sense of disappointment, like having finally prepared a delicious meal only to have it criticized by a child for not tasting good: "Don't you like it?"

Chen Xi really wanted to punch him at that moment, but she couldn't win: "I don't like it!"

"Who puts this in porridge? Try it yourself and see what it tastes like!" Do you think this stuff is edible? Eating it will give you intestinal diseases.

The "scholar" gestured for Chen Xi to bring it over so he could try it. Chen Xi picked up the porcelain bowl, scooped out a spoonful, and put it in his mouth. After tasting it, the "scholar" concluded: "Emm...too much seasoning, it's spicy."

So the reason you don't cook is because you don't know how to cook or you're too busy with experiments to cook?!

It's not as good as what I make, at least I don't put this in!

Chen Xi deliberately put a cup of hot water into his mouth: "Here, drink some hot water to calm down."

Watching the "scholar" drink the water without any suspicion, Chen Xi laughed loudly, "Is it even spicier now? Hahaha!" Serves you right! Who told you to bully me!

"Cough cough cough cough."

The "scholar" coughed a few times, fumbled for a scalpel, and approached Chen Xi: "You've gotten bolder? You dare to play tricks on me?"

Knowing he couldn't beat his opponent, Chen Xi kept retreating and begging for mercy: "Brother, good brother, put the knife down first! It's very dangerous, don't cut your hand, you'll be in big trouble if you get tetanus." Although he was immortal, it didn't mean he wouldn't feel pain or bleed; he was still a living, breathing person.

The "scholar" brandished a gleaming scalpel, demonstrating the action of cutting flesh: "No, I have a very steady hand. I've dissected many dead people."

Chen Xi panicked even more: "Listen to my excuse, oops, I mean explanation..."

The scholar rejected his explanation: "I won't listen."

"do not come!"

The "scholar" grabbed his wrist, saying, "It won't hurt, just take a little." The sharp blade in his hand cut through the skin, slicing a small area of ​​flesh and putting it into a sample container.

A sharp pain shot through Chen Xi's wrist, leaving a cut that was still bleeding: "Hiss...it hurts."

"Little friend, do you know not to trust strangers too easily?"

"You are no stranger."

The scholar found it laughable and asked him, "Oh, you trust me so much?"

Chen Xi hugged his arm: "Yes, yes, you said you wouldn't lie to me, you can't break your promise."

The scholar, exasperated, was touched by the child's innocence: "I really can't do anything with you. Don't move around. I'll apply the medicine for you. With your self-healing ability, you'll be fine in a day."

A white powdery medicine was sprinkled on the wound, and then gauze was wrapped around it and tied in a knot.

"scholar……"

"What's up?" Chen Xi nudged his arm, causing his pen to veer off course, so he made a mark and started writing again.

Chen Xi looked at him very seriously: "If your physical body is gone, will you die?"

The "scholar" continued writing the experiment report: "No, why are you suddenly asking this question?"

Chen Xi stated bluntly: "The original body may be judged."

The scholar instantly became interested, twirling the pen in his right hand: "How is one put on trial?"

Chen Xi was worried that her words would be overheard by the main body and the other fragments, and asked with some concern: "Do they know about our communication?"

"..."

"Memory sharing isn't enabled, so you can speak without worry."

"Someone will take the original body to court, and the original body will be judged by the Water God."

"Interesting idea."

Do you hope this is true?

"No one wants their life to be in the hands of others, and I am no exception."

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I project my emotions onto a character, like the "Chen Xi" I'm writing now. He originally longed to be loved in that world, and even after arriving in Teyvat, I couldn't bear to kill him.

The author is solitary, spending each day in his own isolated and secluded space contemplating and creating.

When an author writes for a long time, they develop feelings for the characters they create, such as reluctance or pity. If a character is already in a miserable state, adding another blow will only make them more miserable.

Authors with strong empathy and sensitivity to this might feel guilty and remorseful for not giving their characters a good life when they are the masters and creators of that world. They feel guilty because they caused the characters' misery, summarizing their tragic experiences and causing their miserable lives in just a few strokes.

To be honest, I feel like I've come to see "Chen Xi" as another version of myself who needs care and love. I project my best emotions onto him, and I feel heartache when he's hurt. In other words, which author wouldn't feel sorry for their protagonist? Which protagonist isn't the author's beloved child (or daughter)?

(I will write about his experiences on Earth later, which may contain some angst. Also, I'm not very good at writing angst, although I've read a lot of angst, I don't really want to kill off the protagonist.)

An author should generally be very familiar with their character, as familiar as they are with themselves. The character's personality and appearance are all imprinted in their mind. Moreover, they will definitely resonate with the character. That is, when you write about a character, you generally immerse yourself in them. Only with genuine feelings can you express the truest things.

A person is like a blank sheet of paper when they are born. The colors and damage on that paper are formed later, the result of human intervention. A person is not born a certain kind of person. This is my understanding based on Mencius's theory of the goodness of human nature during the Warring States period.

The theory of "human nature is inherently good" is a proposition put forward by Mencius during the Warring States period. It states that "at birth, human nature is inherently good." Mencius believed that people are born with a kind nature and have no inherent evil. The main idea of ​​the theory of inherent goodness is that people are born good, and that the environment has a great influence on people and can directly determine whether a person is good or bad.

In contrast, Xunzi of the Warring States period held the theory of "human nature is evil," believing that humans are born with an evil nature.

Xunzi's original statement about the inherent evil of human nature was "Human nature is evil; its goodness is acquired." This comes from Xunzi's "Xunzi Chapter 23: The Evil of Human Nature" (《荀子二十三·性恶》): "Human nature is evil; its goodness is acquired. Now, human nature is such that people are born with a desire for profit; following this, contention arises and yielding disappears; they are born with aversion to evil; following this, cruelty arises and loyalty disappears; they are born with desires of the ears and eyes, and a fondness for sound and color; following this, licentiousness arises and propriety, righteousness, and reason disappear."

This passage means that human nature is inherently evil, and their seemingly kind actions are man-made. Humans are born with a desire for wealth and profit; following this nature, strife and plunder arise, while humility and deference disappear. Humans are born with jealousy and hatred; following this nature, murder and framing arise, while loyalty and trustworthiness disappear. Humans are born with a craving for sound and sight, and an instinct to enjoy music and beauty; following this nature, chaos arises, while propriety, righteousness, and law disappear.

(I feel I'm better at writing argumentative essays. Narrative essays are too complicated and require strong writing skills, while argumentative essays rarely require such skills. You just need to give a few examples to prove your point and state some general principles. Many people write argumentative essays in the college entrance exam because they're simple and make them seem impressive. Narrative essays are harder to score well on and require more elaborate writing. Also, the college entrance exam essay is worth 60 points and must be at least 800 words.)

(I've added a few hundred more words, that's really good.)

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