Tao Yushu smiled and said: "I guess it must be from a family of intellectuals, or someone in the family who is engaged in art, and is precocious. Or it is a ghostwriter for an adult, but I don't think it is the case."

Lin Chaoyang nodded, indeed, it was just a letter from a reader.

He put the letter on the desk. Such a thoughtful little reader must take it back.

"Why is this letter so thick?" Tao Yushu opened the thick envelope as she spoke. After looking at it for a few times, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

Tao Yushu handed over the letter, "Read it yourself."

Judging from the tone of the letter writer, he should be a college student.

"...The emergence of "The Death of Van Gogh" is a huge setback in your literary creation. Compared with the skillful skills you showed in "The Summer of Raiko", the literary technique of stream of consciousness in "The Death of Van Gogh" can be

Call it clumsy.

I think "The Death of Van Gogh" is exquisite in conception, but in terms of structural arrangement, you use a rigid linear narrative to handle the plot, which completely wastes this exquisite conception and novel concepts such as time travel and space transformation.

When using dreams and hallucinations to show the complexity of Van Gogh's inner world, some of your treatments are too vulgar..."

Lin Chaoyang figured out the reason why Tao Yu was so happy. The entire letter contained nearly 10,000 words of sixteen pages.

You say he likes "The Death of Van Gogh", and he has criticized this novel and the author Lin Chaoyang thoroughly; you say he doesn't like "The Death of Van Gogh", and he can write a 10,000-word review.

"This young man is a talent!"

After reading the letter, Lin Chaoyang was not only not angry, but like Tao Yushu, he was also happy.

Seeing his expression, Tao Yushu asked: "Why are you not angry that he is so picky about these contents?"

Lin Chaoyang said easily: "After the novel is written, it's up to others to comment on it. Just don't criticize him. His theoretical knowledge is quite solid. He probably studied Chinese. You are right to be picky, but he is probably taking advantage of me.

It is so demanding that the novel should be regarded as a world masterpiece."

"Is there a sentence you haven't heard?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"What words?"

"With great love comes great responsibility."

Tao Yushu laughed silently, "No wonder you have such a good attitude. You really know how to comfort yourself. Then do you want to reply to this enthusiastic reader of yours?"

"I have to get back one letter. With so many pieces of paper, it will take a long time just to copy it. Besides, you can't write something so detailed without reading the novel several times."

Lin Chaoyang took the envelope with a smile, glanced at the sender on it, and was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!