Difficult to raise a reborn child

The leopard dragged its prey up the tree and looked nervously at Liu Bin in the distance.It kept making threatening sounds, expecting to scare Liu Bin away.

But Liu Bin didn't leave, so he sat on a tree not far from the leopard to watch the leopard eat.

If Liu Bin doesn't leave, the leopard won't eat.If the leopard doesn't eat, Liu Bin doesn't want to leave until he achieves his goal.

One person and one beast stared at each other for a long time.

Still, Zheng Jie couldn't stand it anymore, picked up Liu Bin's collar, jumped a few times, and the two disappeared from the front of the leopard in the blink of an eye.

Leopards do not feel threatened, lying comfortably on the tree, biting their prey.

'In the future, you will be like this, use mental power to control energy, and use illusion to simulate the surrounding environment, so that you can deceive the sight of animals.When observing people, the mental power cannot be released, otherwise it is easy to be discovered by others.Even if the opponent's cultivation base is lower than ours, try to hide your mental fluctuations as much as possible, otherwise some people with particularly keen senses will still find out. '

Zheng Jie and Liu Bin were still sitting on the same tree. The leopard on the opposite side didn't know anything about it, and it was delicious.

'I see, it turns out this is so easy. "Liu Bin didn't need illusion before, and never thought of learning it.He always remembered what Zheng Jie said: As long as your cultivation is high enough and your mental power is pure enough, no illusion or hypnosis can control you.

Today he realized that when dealing with someone weaker than himself and unable to hurt him, hypnotic illusion is more practical than using his mental power to coerce the opponent.

Liu Bin is busy writing books and researching small animals.In addition to being a reader, Zheng Jie also secretly helped Liu Bin revise.

This is probably the thing that Liu Bin does most attentively besides cultivation.But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change the fact that his writing was immature.Zheng Jie often saw typos and various sentences that did not make sense, but he did not criticize Liu Bin, but praised him and asked him to write well.

Zheng Jie didn't show Liu Bin the edited one, he was waiting for Liu Bin to find out by himself.He also saved a copy of the unmodified draft as a souvenir, and put another copy of the revised one, which he plans to give to Liu Bin as a gift in the future.

A month passed quickly, and Liu Bin continued to observe the wild animals during the day, or molest them.In the evening, I set aside an hour or two to write the book seriously, and then showed the finished book to Zheng Jie.Zheng Jie secretly laughed while watching.

Liu Bin really didn't understand anything, not even the format of the script.In other words, the script written by Gu Lingfei, who was once an amateur, caused Liu Bin to misunderstand and let him write whatever he wanted.

Even Zheng Jie didn't know how to write the script.But Liu Bin wants to be a screenwriter, Zheng Jie of course needs to know something about it.

So when he found the script template and compared it with Liu Bin's "script", he realized that none of them had written it correctly before.

But what does it matter if you make a typo?

Gu Lingfei's format is wrong, and the few of them haven't finished rehearsing smoothly.Yin Lu made a mistake, and their movie sold likewise.Novices are not afraid of making mistakes, as long as they can write the plot well so that everyone can understand it.

Moreover, Zheng Jie felt that the script was very boring. If Gu Lingfei's original script had been written according to the standard format, the few of them probably would not have any enthusiasm for acting.For a group of people like them who are doing things entirely out of interest, how can a boring script be motivated.

Just like now, when Zheng Jie looked at Liu Bin's "script", he thought it was very interesting and interesting.This should not be called a screenplay, but a novel.And judging from what Liu Bin wrote, it was still a novel, not a script that Gu Lingfei wrote in thousands of words.

Liu Bin enjoyed writing, and Zheng Jie enjoyed reading.So one was ignorant, the other pretended to be stupid, and the days went on so happily.

The most gratifying thing for Zheng Jie is that his child has never delayed his cultivation due to other things so far.At least he is meditating at night, and he has been practicing mind control during the day.

After the second month, Liu Bin began to read what he wrote before on a whim.Looking at it, I almost wanted to kill him head-on. I was really ashamed to see Zheng Jie, and wished I could delete all the manuscripts and rewrite them.But it's useless for him to delete it, Zheng Jie has already read it!

"I used to think I was a genius, but I turned out to be a fool who thought he was a genius." Liu Bin felt that lasagna was about to come down, and Zheng Jie had read all the embarrassing things written, how would he face Zheng Jie in the future.

"What's the matter, Binbin, aren't you writing today?" Zheng Jie quickly noticed Liu Bin's abnormality. Shouldn't Liu Bin be writing his novel facing the terminal at this time?

"I won't write any more in the future." Liu Bin gave up on himself.

"Why didn't Binbin write? You've been writing for two months, and it's the first time I've seen you do something so seriously. Don't you really like it?" Zheng Jie is always very fond of Liu Bin. Be patient.

This is thanks to Liu Bin's constant tossing since he was a child, which smoothed Zheng Jie's temper.

"My writing is so bad that others will laugh at me. I don't want to be laughed at." Liu Bin lowered his head, extremely depressed.

Two months of painstaking efforts, even if he throws them away, he would feel distressed, but...how can he show others something that he can't stand!

"I think your writing is very good, it is true. You can find your own shortcomings, which means that you have made great progress now. You have to believe in yourself, and you will continue to improve." Zheng Jie rubbed Liu Bin's head Kaijie said.

Liu Bin took advantage of the situation and leaned on Zheng Jie: "But it's really bad, I can't stand it myself."

"Look at this, can you stand it?" Zheng Jie opened his terminal and showed it to Liu Bin.

Liu Bin was dumbfounded when he saw it.It's still the story I wrote, but Zheng Jie just corrected the unsound sentences and corrected the typos, and the feeling has changed a lot.

"Why did this happen? In fact, there are not many changes." Liu Bin was going to be stupid. Does this mean that as long as he is more careful in the future, he will be able to write well?

"When you are an author, you only write what you think, and you may not pay attention to the sentences you describe. But readers need to imagine through your description. If you have typos, readers are careless or don't care, you will not I will notice it. But careful people will notice it. This will greatly affect the mood of others reading the book. In addition, you have to modify the sentence problem. Many places are long-winded and complicated, and some places are too long. It will be a bit inexplicable .”

This is the first time Zheng Jie has put forward his opinion, not because he wants to attack Liu Bin, but because it is still too late for Liu Bin to modify it.Before he didn't remind Liu Bin, he just wanted Liu Bin to recognize his mistakes.Only when Liu Bin discovers it himself will he be deeply impressed.And this also means that Liu Bin has higher demands on himself.At this time, as a family member, we should both encourage and point out mistakes.

Liu Bin read several chapters carefully, and hugged Zheng Jie tightly: "Xiaojie, thank you. I know what I should do, and I will persevere, not to waste my efforts, let alone yours. "

Zheng Jie patted his head and encouraged him, "Just know how to do it. You have to remember that I will be your first reader and your most steadfast fan."

Liu Bin nodded solemnly, with Zheng Jie's support, he was full of motivation, and vowed to write it well and definitely let Zheng Jie praise him well.

After making up their minds, the two took out the cabin and set up camp on the big tree.

Liu Bin is going to spend a few days to re-edit everything he wrote before.If you don't want to turn this book into a work of art, at least you can't make this book unsightly.

Zheng Jie didn't bother Liu Bin either, and went out every day to look for gifts for the elders.He is a good husband, of course he can't make Liu Bin worry about gifts at this time.

One day Liu Bin heard the movement and ran out to take a look, and found that Zheng Jie had actually brought back a big stone that was half a meter high and one meter long.

"What is Xiaojie's stone used for?" Liu Bin couldn't figure out the mystery.

Isn't Zheng Jie looking for gifts for the elders?But I have never heard of sending stones to elders.

"Give it to grandpa." Zheng Jie looked at this strange stone, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that grandpa would like it.

The stone is very hard, and the fault cracks on the outside have been weathered for thousands of years, and the layers are layered, which looks very beautiful.Moreover, the stone is covered with moss, which looks like rolling hills, and it is best to put it in the living room as a landscape bonsai.

Only then did Liu Bin think that his grandfather, who loves to grow flowers and grass, would definitely be interested in this kind of natural strange stone: "This gift is perfect for my grandfather. Then let's go to the city early and send it to my grandfather."

"Don't worry, you can revise what has been written first, we have plenty of time." Zheng Jie pressed Liu Bin who was about to leave, why is this kid so anxious, he doesn't look like himself at all.

"Oh." Liu Bin walked into the room stupidly.

It was only then that Zheng Jie realized that Liu Bin seemed a little weird: Is this kid stupid for writing novels now?

Zheng Jie really guessed right.In Liu Bin's current state, he can hardly think about other things, his mind is full of his books.

This kind of state is not easy for ordinary people to encounter. If a writer of novels encounters such a situation, he would be thankful.Inspiration kept gushing out like spring water, and the speed of writing couldn't keep up with the speed of thinking in my mind. I was so nervous that I was afraid that the inspiration would run away.

Liu Bin quickly turned the plot in his mind into words and wrote it down. As for writing, he put it aside for the time being.

Writing can be done at any time, but inspiration does not come at any time.

This pause actually lasted more than 20 days, until Liu Bin finished writing the whole book.

But this can only be regarded as a draft. The article still needs to be polished, details need to be added, and some plots need to be deleted.

The two of them stayed here for too long, so they thought it was better to send the grandpa's gift first.

A few days later, the two entered the city, and after mailing the gift to grandpa, Zheng Jie and Liu Bin found a hotel to stay.

After completing the draft, Liu Bin is very relaxed now, meditating for a whole night, and the next day, he walked around the streets with Zheng Jie, looking for local delicacies.

Zheng Jie found that Liu Bin was a little absent-minded even when he was playing.I happened to see a teahouse next to me, so I simply dragged Liu Bin to the teahouse and took him in to drink tea. At least I didn't have to worry about him hitting a tree while walking.