
Back to 1979, and Somehow I Became a Talented Prodigy
重回七九,我居然成了天赋怪
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165Chapters
72Monthly votes
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If I really want to go back to this era, I don't want to think about anything else. I just want to make a lot of money and be rich. And then I want to try all the beautiful and beautiful places that I dream about to make up for my regrets.
I really hate this kind of writing that focuses on the protagonist's family having a lot of messy problems.
After reading four or five chapters, I just couldn't stand it anymore. Frankly speaking, with the current quality, even if it is completely free, it may not be able to retain readers. Let's talk about the problem: It's obvious that I was reborn with a golden finger (the brain is good and the hands are good), and it is clear that I will follow the path of cool writing, but there is no feeling of…
I don't really understand. Everyone else is charging 50 cents, but the protagonist is only charging 12 cents. Is the protagonist an idiot?
In Chapter Seven, he has a job repairing bicycles, but he's keeping it a secret from his mother, afraid she'll find out and keep scrambling to find him work—it's like he's crazy.
If you want to persuade someone to quit, just go to Chapter 20/21.
I went back and forth on those three or five sentences about the car and the wheel. I wrote two whole chapters and I haven't finished it yet. You can decide whether to ramble on or not. It's not as good as an AI article if it's ugly.
The book you wrote has problems. Frankly, repairing bicycles in the 70s and 80s didn't require much technical skill. Your skill level was really nothing special back then. China was known as the "bicycle nation" at that time, with the world's largest number of bicycles. Mass production led to a qualitative change. Basically, almost everyone could tinker with it a bit. Those who could repair bicycles were as numerous as fish in a river.
I feel the author missed the point.
Authors always want to write about making up for regrets, but you have to write about regrets first, so you have to use the technique of building up to a climax. Who likes climax these days? Parents being scammed or going to the doctor are all tired tropes. You should just write about how to make money and how to bring happiness to your family. That's the "exhilarating combat" of period dramas!
It's so long-winded. I read nine chapters, and three of them were about fixing bicycles. The rest was just endless filler.
The author's writing is not good and he keeps preaching! Too little plot advancement