I Can Travel Back and Forth Between the Dream of the Red Chamber and the Real World

It's not even worthy of being called a "white novel" (a low-brow, simplistic writing style). It's utterly mindless, the dialogue with Xue Baochai is cringe-worthy, and the way he saves a woman on the street and immediately launches into awkward, cheesy remarks is just plain cheesy! There's not a single reasonable arrangement in the modern setting either!

The subject matter is good! But it's thoughtless. If a stranger falls into the bathtub of a young lady from a prominent family, the only outcome is death, and all the servants who know the truth will also die. Don't treat the feudal nobles of ancient times as innocent children! To a certain extent, they themselves represent the laws and regulations of that feudal era!

The strict rules of propriety are brutally honest. The likely outcome of Chapter One is that you are killed, and all the maids and servants who knew about it are executed. Don't doubt whether the Wang family has the power to do this.

I came here expecting a story based on the novel "Dream of the Red Chamber," but it turned out to be a case of false advertising. It was just a cover for "Dream of the Red Chamber," with most of the content being original, and mostly consisting of clichéd ancient plots.

The protagonist is portrayed as an naive 18-year-old... You don't have any powerful cheat codes, a family, or any martial arts skills, do you think you're some kind of overpowered protagonist? Treating ancient people like fools will only lead to you not surviving more than a few chapters. Anyone with social experience and a brain will find it ridiculous after a few chapters... College students can read it for entertainment.

The subject matter is good, but the writing is poor. Many things are taken for granted; there is no understanding of that era or the operating rules of ancient society. It was all just a random thought, a bunch of random stuff I wrote on a whim.

I was born a person from later generations, but I occasionally became a guest in the Dream of the Red Chamber. I played with the golden hairpins in the Rong and Ning Mansions. Everyone said that I was a madman, indulging in wild fantasies. The world is ever-changing, and we are helpless in the face of gatherings and separations. In the realm of illusion, we know cause and effect. Looking at the world, the turning of heaven and earth is all up to me.

This is a completely simplistic story, devoid of any logic. If it even remotely incorporates any logic, it would be killed off by the third chapter.

Hair, clothing, language—are you sure what they saw in Chapter One wasn't a strangely dressed Tibetan monk who suddenly appeared, but a young master? Ah, I see. The aura of intellectual deprivation...

This is ridiculous! It's like a eunuch's work! The concept is unique and original, but the writing and plot are a complete mess!