Overcome Weak Points: The Fastest Learning Method

【Ding!】

【Congratulations, Host! You have completed the urgent task "Preaching with Literary Inspiration"!】

【Reward: 200 sect contributions, 400 spirit stones, and 1 free draw in the system mall.】

The system's prompt sound rang out first.

Starting with a set of workplace survival rules about "bad leaders suppressing subordinates",

it really proved quite effective.

With just a few words, he managed to dazzle Senior Tang Yimian.

Right now,

Tang Yimian was completely convinced by Lin Yu's "insight of a master".

She felt as if she had discovered the "secret manual of online literature".

As a primary school teacher,

Tang Yimian knew very well that

no matter how thoroughly one grasped the theory, it had to be put into actual practice to test its correctness.

When it came to writing stories, she was not lacking in imagination.

It was just that she was completely blank when it came to the ambiguous scenes between men and women.

How could one convey a "knowledge point" that they themselves hadn't fully grasped?

After completing the 【Urgent Task】,

Lin Yu habitually pulled up Tang Yimian's information panel again.

He wanted to see if there were any other tasks he could do at this time or if he could lay the groundwork for future tasks.

【Tang Yimian】

【Age: 22 years old】

【Sect identity: Elder of the Transmission Hall】

【Intimacy level with the host: 42% (Second Realm, Secret Understanding of the Heart)】

【Number of Taoist companions (soul cultivators/physical cultivators): (The intimacy level with the host does not meet the requirement, temporarily unavailable for viewing)】

【Attribute skills: Secret Art of Energy Absorption (abbreviated)】

【Other information: (abbreviated)】

【Current tasks:】

【Enlightening with Knowledge (Urgent Task * New): The host, with the talent of a Holy Son, has greatly impressed the Elder of the Transmission Hall. He needs to further guide the elder in her "weak points" to stimulate her latent literary talent.】

【Hidden Injuries (Daily Task): The Elder of the Transmission Hall accompanied the Sect Master in preaching and stood in the hall for a long time... (Massage and physical therapy).】

Checking the information panel really paid off.

After the task of "enlightening with literary inspiration" was completed,

there was a new task on Senior Tang Yimian.

Moreover,

it was an 【Urgent Task】!

Guiding her in her weak points...

Didn't that mean she was bad at writing ambiguous scenes?

The system's tasks were getting more and more unreasonable.

Senior Tang had just said that she wrote awkwardly because she had no dating experience.

Was he supposed to wag his tongue at her and say,

"Don't know how? Let me teach you. Hehe..."

That would be a classic villain move!

Although Lin Yu had plenty of experience, he couldn't tell Tang Yimian.

Otherwise, it would only ruin his good image as a "pure junior".

After Tang Yimian finished speaking, seeing Lin Yu fall silent again, she felt quite regretful.

She had no dating experience, and neither did Junior Lin Yu!

She had never heard that Lin Yu had a girlfriend in college.

How could he have experience in this area?

She was really grasping at straws!

She had spoken too rashly.

Tang Yimian secretly organized her words in her mind, thinking about how to break the awkward atmosphere.

Little did she know that Lin Yu was also quickly thinking of a suitable topic to start with.

"Teacher Lin, I... What I asked actually didn't mean that. It seems that there are few ambiguous scenes in male - oriented novels, right? I can actually search online to see if there are any tips for improving that kind of description. I see there are many teaching posts online. What Teacher Lin taught today has already helped me a lot in my writing direction!"

Tang Yimian rambled on to explain.

It would have been better if she hadn't explained.

The more she explained, the more Lin Yu's competitive spirit was aroused.

Did she think he didn't know anything?

What a joke!

He was a "professional grasshopper - connoisseur".

It wasn't that he had nothing in his head; he just was afraid of scaring Tang Yimian if he said it.

In 2014, the atmosphere in male - oriented online literature wasn't as bad as it would be in the future.

Although it couldn't compare to the glorious era of the past, it was at least in a stage of revival.

It was a pity that in the future, due to irresistible factors, it would gradually decline.

Thanks to Tang Yimian's initiative to speak, Lin Yu's next actions wouldn't seem so sleazy.

"Senior, actually, I do have a little writing experience in this area."

"I just think it would be a bit embarrassing for us to talk about it face - to - face..."

Lin Yu first showed a shy expression.

Tang Yimian jumped to her feet: "!!!"

Right!

Calling him "Teacher Lin" all the time, and with Lin Yu's aura similar to that of a school principal,

Tang Yimian had almost forgotten in a daze that

the boy sitting beside her was a junior two years younger than her!

As a senior two years older, she had been pulling a junior to discuss such a topic.

What would people think if word got out?

"Sorry, sorry, sorry... Junior Lin Yu, I really didn't mean that. I just thought of the novel..."

Tang Yimian bowed deeply to express her apology.

Her face was as red as a ripe tomato.

Lin Yu stood up too and said firmly:

"Senior, I've decided!!"

Tang Yimian stopped in her tracks: "Ah?"

Lin Yu pretended to be annoyed and clenched his fist and said:

"We're discussing literary creation, but I've been thinking about all sorts of dirty things.

"Obviously, you haven't thought about that at all, right?"

Tang Yimian nodded repeatedly.

Right!

He was so right!

Fortunately, Junior Lin Yu was understanding and didn't misinterpret her in his heart.

"I won't think about other things either. Today, we'll only talk about literature.

"Seeing how talented you are, I really can't bear to see a rising star in online literature being buried.

"I've succeeded, and you definitely can too.

"So I've decided..."

"I'll definitely teach you to write good ambiguous scenes and overcome the weakest part of your writing!"

【Ding!】

【Brilliant move! The mutual appreciation of each other's talent has deeply touched the Elder of the Transmission Hall!】

【Reward: 20 spirit stones】

Tang Yimian was stunned for a moment, and all the embarrassed and apologetic thoughts in her mind disappeared.

Only one sentence echoed in her head:

Seeing how talented you are... can't bear to see you being buried...

Was she... recognized?

She had finally been recognized for her talent in something!

"Junior Lin Yu, no...

"Teacher Lin! Thank you so much. Please give me more guidance!

"Should I look at materials, or will you continue to explain orally?

"I'm ready to take notes at any time!"

Tang Yimian said with high spirits.

She was determined to live up to Junior Lin Yu's praise today and improve her writing blind - spot.

Lin Yu motioned for Tang Yimian to sit down with a wave of his hand.

He said seriously and meticulously:

"The fastest way to learn, I call it... the performance practice method!"

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