"I was wondering what book it was. So it was this book!"
Before Li Yao could react, Yu Xin pursed his lips and said, "I've already skimmed through this damn a while ago. It's clearly a big poisonous grass that's both white and watery. The plots are simple, the characters are crude, and the writing is crude. Tsk tsk tsk tsk. The entire article is shoddy. It's all nonsense. Zhao Kai, your taste hasn't plummeted so much as to recommend this kind of trash, right?"
Zhao Kai's face was flushed red from Yu Xin's words. He spat and said, "Where's the 'big poisonous grass'? I think it's alright. I can still read it alive. As for online literature, I don't have high requirements for the characters. It's fine as long as it's passable. The key is creativity. Do you understand creativity?"
