Lin Chaoyang's shamelessness made Fu Yonglin have the urge to give him a kick. Now that he's told it like this, are you telling me that you haven't come up with it yet?

You can't be too shameless!

He cursed in his heart, but Fu Yonglin still had a good view of the overall situation.

What is their purpose of holding the PEN conference this time? Isn’t it just to produce more works? Isn’t this what good works are about to come?

"You can try writing first. Sometimes creation is like this. The inspiration may not come out until the moment you start writing."

"Well, that makes sense. But this story is more complicated and not as straightforward as the usual realism style.

If it were to be written into a novel, it would have very high requirements on narrative and structure.

So, you still have to spend more time thinking about it.”

Knowing that Lin Chaoyang was suspected of shirk, Fu Yonglin had to admit that what he said made some sense.

He had just listened to half of the story. It was indeed a style that focused on narrative and structure, requiring a lot of time on logical reasoning and rationality construction.

"Then...when do you plan to start writing?"

"This...it's hard to say!"

Anyway, it is impossible to write during the PEN meeting. He came out to accompany his wife on sightseeing tours, so how could he have time to write novels?

After listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, Fu Yonglin was disappointed, but he still said: "It doesn't matter. If you think about it slowly, you can share with me and Dening more if you have any ideas."

"Absolutely." Lin Chaoyang said perfunctorily without any sincerity.

Turning his head and waiting for Lin Chaoyang to return to the room, Fu Yonglin pulled Zhang Dening with a serious face, as if a superior was giving an order to the front line.

"After you return to Yanjing, you will keep an eye on this kid!"
Chapter completed!