Chuzhou recalled Li Xingyao's few model essays in high school. In fact, many people like to use "I" as the protagonist when writing, but Li Xingyao does not. His articles seem to be in the third person.
Chuzhou looked at this so-called "waste manuscript" and was surprised to hear that it was in the first person. It seemed to be a chapter in Li Xingyao's serialized novel.
Chu Zhou looked at Li Xingyao who was drinking water, "It seems that your articles rarely use the first person to write." Chu Zhou said.
Li Xingyao choked on the water. Chuzhou quickly came over and patted his back. Li Xingyao waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
Then Li Xingyao lowered his head and said playfully: "I just don't like to use the first person pronoun."
Don't like it? Chuzhou looked at the people beside him. In fact, Li Xingyao lied. Every time Li Xingyao lied, he would not look at Chuzhou. Chuzhou knew this very well, but Chuzhou did not pursue the question.
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"I don't like to use the first person because everything I write is made up by me. I have never felt it at all, so why am I qualified to use the word 'I'?" Li Xingyao sat on the ground in embarrassment, his voice a little hoarse.
Chuzhou stood aside and saw a drop of water dripping from Li Xingyao's hair. Li Xingyao felt so strange to him...
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It's half campus and half city. I guess it's a growth direction. As for demining... Because I haven't thought about the setting myself, I can't demin it now. I can only say that this article will have some campuses and some cities.
If you attack or receive, it depends on the situation...
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I'll update it during the summer vacation. This is a primary school student's writing style. If you don't like it, don't criticize it. The inspiration comes from my own recent life. I haven't thought about the specific plot. Haha, I didn't even think about the setting. I suddenly wanted to write an article. Suddenly I remembered the first person and third person of the composition. I may talk a bit too much, but this story is a story of warmth and healing. I haven't thought about how much I should write, so just let it go.
Intention: There will always be a light that makes us warm, bright and cheerful.