This isn't a novel, because it doesn't come from life. And yet it is a novel, because it rises above life.
I wanted to tell the story of an era, but knew I couldn't do it justice. Then I thought I'd tell the story of a family, but realized I couldn't do that justice either. So I decided to tell the stories of several exceptionally gifted young people. But after wanting so much, I still didn't manage to tell it properly.
This story spans a long stretch of time. It begins in 2008 and ends ten or twenty years in the future, so in pursuit of an authentic historical setting, the story may well keep pace with its times. It roams across the beautiful landscapes of our motherland, ostensibly in search of a suitable economic system. That's also why I chose Hong Kong. But later I realized it didn't really matter, since nothing actually happens within an economic framework.
Love comes in only two forms: destiny and calamity. Most love stories worth turning into novels are calamities. I tried to keep this one from being too outrageous and nearly got struck down; I tried to avoid melodrama and nearly drowned. Even so, this is still a huge pot of stew, simmering with conspiracies, romance, love triangles, family interests, illegitimate children, wives of all ranks, sibling love, rape, assassinations... Along with the usual oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, I've added candied dates and bitter herbs. This story may be long, which would mean I'm diligent, or it may be short, which would mean I've wisely given up. Either way, this pot will be a clear broth, simmered in plain water.
Is this such a trap? = = Is it really necessary to keep pace with the times as written in the copywriting?
Sorry, I misremembered the time just now, so I went back and continued reading. I love it so much. I want to see the next one. Also, I didn't keep up with the author's camera switching speed at first, which was embarrassing. I thought the car accident happened when Mr. Shen (remembering his fairy wife) had not "went to the mainland" yet, and then I thought the author had a bug - I initially thought that the Shen family was from Hong Kong, so how could they be in the same city as Hai Ning? How can we "go to the mainland" when we are already in the "central part" - -~ Isn't it possible to develop in the northwest... But I understood after seeing it later - [Shen Jiaqi sat in the driver's seat and was a little worried, "I'm really not good at driving on the right. This direction is so awkward."] This sentence already indicated that they had come to the mainland where they were driving on the right, but I didn't notice it > < I really want to see the next development, but I feel that judging from the copywriting, if it can really write the grand sense of a picture scroll of more than ten years of changes, it will not be a HE in the ordinary sense - - Or the kind [looks like HE, but is not happy] =_=||| Ah, are you jumping into the trap again = =~Yuanmu...
I clicked on another author's column in the collector but it was redirected to yours. What's even more amazing is that there was no spread in the upper right corner and I started reading the only novel with only two chapters in your column, and I actually continued reading it = =! Now I am in a hurry to go to class and come back in the evening to read the next chapter. The beginning of this chapter is quite fascinating