Yes, writing articles is not about treating guests to dinner, so how can you write so simply if you want to.


    But if you think about it carefully, it is not that difficult. After all, writing articles is to win the love of readers.


    Thinking of this, I stroked my chin and my eyes gradually narrowed.


    "First of all, if you want to be a novelist, it''s very important for readers?"


    "Well, although Sydney is not very smart, she still knows such basic things."


    As if dissatisfied with being looked down upon, Sydney puffed up her cheeks, showing a depressed look.


    And I smiled.


    "So, how do you think, without inspiration, should you attract readers?"


    "Hey hey? Is this kind of thing possible? It attracts readers before I have the inspiration to write the work..."


    "To be precise, it is to attract readers by relying on experimental works before writing what you really want to write."


    I was tempted by myself, but Sydney still tilted her head and looked confused.


    Sure enough, he''s still a fool.


    I always feel that I haven''t seen such a person who is extremely unsophisticated in a long time.


    Thinking of this, on the one hand, I was because of my inability to become popular, and on the other hand, I bounced directly at Sydney''s forehead because of the confidence of the superiors.


    "Fool!"


    "Wow, it hurts."


    She covered her forehead and buried her face in front of the table, and her little feet in slippers were shaking like catharsis.


    "School sister, your IQ makes it difficult for me to save you."


    "Senior, you''re so overdoing..."


    She straightened her waist in tears, her lips pouted into a hill, and she looked at me angrily.


    "What did you say?"


    "Wow, I''m sorry, it''s all because Xueli is too stupid!"


    I just squinted my eyes and her aura immediately weakened.


    Humph, that''s right.


    Sure enough, I still like women to be humble enough to me, so Jasmine, who refuses to obey, will make me train them in revenge again and again.


    When she was thinking this in her heart, Sydney raised her hand weakly, just like a student who asked questions in class if she didn''t understand.


    "So, how do you write without inspiration?"


    "It''s very simple, follow the trend!"


    I shook my finger and pointed out a clear path for her.


    Sydney obviously couldn''t understand my profound theories, and she saw her tilting her head and repeating my words softly.