Maisie's writing had a flaw, and it appeared to be related to her thought training.

"I knew I was right about you," Lily said with a smile. "You write well. The calm and warm writing style you have is popular right now. But you lack charisma—"

"Ahem!" Rachael coughed again.

'Hey, how could you say someone lacks charisma in their writing the first time you meet them? How could you judge anyone now?!' Rachael complained inwardly.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Lily realized slowly. "I don't beat around the bush. I say everything that comes to mind. Please don't be mad!"

Maisie smiled in embarrassment. "You're right. I have no talent in that, indeed. But I love writing. That's the reason why I want to be a journalist."

"Do you really like it?"

"Yes! I have the habit of journaling. Whenever something bothers me, I love to sit down and write... I feel relaxed whenever I write. All of the bad feelings are gone after I write!"

to do

"But you said I—"

the most important thing!" Lily patted her hand. Her eyes were sincere. "Only passion will

in writing, but have you heard of the danger

to write. They didn't read much. Writing

of them who get further in their career aren't the ones who are the most talented, but the most

"Really?" Maisie was suspicious.

authors who

today! Who knows? She might make you the star of literature!"

Rachael reminded her. "The

corrected herself, "I mean, there are no outstanding female

laughed, hearing what they

her to have clicked so well with someone she had just met. Perhaps this was

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