In the Courtyard, I Am Guo Dapiezi

What have you written? How many chapters have passed, and Guo hasn't even given us a glimpse into the protagonist's personal background? No life? No friends? No family? What kind of logic is this?

Putting everything else aside, the author's skill in padding the word count is absolutely amazing.

If you can write, then write more. Don't be like Old Wu next door, whose hands are like chicken claws, cramping and flaking. Guo Da Piezi doesn't even know his own name or where he lives, yet he has the leisure to calculate the accounts for Xu Damao's chickens. With that time spent pondering nonsense, you could easily write several chapters about a storyline about going home. Write it now, don't hold back.

The courtyard house is a good story, but unfortunately, the studio ruined it.

That's incredible. How did you calculate that a courtyard house has 30 households and 200 people? I can believe it's just a hutong (alleyway), but a courtyard house?

A department head, instead of enjoying his own life, is spending all his time watching over a courtyard house? Dude, if you were a manager or supervisor at a large company, would you be watching over the factory workers every day? That's utter nonsense.

The portrayal of Yao Yao as a girl is a complete failure.

This novel is completely unclear. How old is the protagonist? What's his name? What's his family background? None of that is given. It's just a bunch of rambling nonsense. This is the worst of all the courtyard novels out there. At least other bad novels have a clear background, but this one doesn't even have that. I don't know what kind of rubbish it is.

It's so well written, there's absolutely no sense of immersion. 👍

I read about ten chapters, and they were all nonsense—all sorts of plot summaries and inner monologues, without explaining a single thing clearly.