Conquer the world starting from the Kaiser's driver

After writing for six days at home and writing for more than ten hours a day, Lin Shangzhou finally completed a novel of about 200,000 words on March 3rd.

Looking at the stack of manuscript papers in front of him, Lin Shangzhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, put them in a drawer, and then took them to the newspaper office for the deputy editor-in-chief to review and publish.

Six days of work in a row made him physically and mentally exhausted, but he was also happy that he had completed this work, and Lin Shangzhou, who was in a good mood, decided to go out for a meal to treat himself.

Getting up and walking out of his room, Lin Shangzhou saw Ladia sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, he took a closer look and found that Laetia was reading the Workers' Daily, and the content of the reading happened to be the story he wrote.

"How about the story I wrote?" asked

Lin Shangzhou, leaning on the edge of the sofa.

Laetia turned her head to look at him and nodded vigorously several times.

"It's funny, I was really surprised when you told me that you wrote this story, I didn't expect you to write it at all.

"Let me see where we're going. "

Hmm.

He took the newspaper and looked at the contents on it, and after reading it for a few seconds, he returned the newspaper to Retia, she took the newspaper and continued to look at the content with relish, seeing that Lydia was reading so seriously, Lin Shangzhou rolled his eyes and said:

"Next, the nameless person should go to a place called the Giant Cemetery..."

"Stop, stop, stop, don't tell me what's going to happen next, don't say it!"

"Hahaha, okay, I'm done with my manuscript, and I'll take it to the newspaper tomorrow for the deputy editor-in-chief to see, and then it's about preparing for publication, since you like it so much, I'll get you a copy when the book is printed."

Lin Shangzhou said with a smile.

"Really? Then I'll thank you in advance. Hearing

that Lin Shangzhou was going to get a novel for herself, Ledia nodded excitedly.

"Didn't you eat at the restaurant? I went out to eat, you read at home." "

Hmm.

After Lin Shangzhou finished speaking, he walked to the door to change his shoes and went out, and when he came to the street outside the apartment, he casually picked a direction to move forward, it was not too late and it was almost seven o'clock, so he could walk outside for a while.

Walking slowly on the street, he saw a newsstand, leaned over and read a few glances at the newspaper on sale, and saw that there was a "Workers' Daily", Lin Shangzhou bought a copy to contribute to his newspaper, but after buying the newspaper, he just held it between his arms and had no intention of reading the newspaper.

When he walked through a dark alley, a thug jumped out of it and stopped in front of him with a vicious face, Lin Shangzhou glanced at him and tried to bypass him, but the thug reached out to stop him.

"May I ask you something?" Lin

Shangzhou used his hand to fan the smell of smoke emitted by the gangster's body, frowned and asked, of course, this is just a kind word, what does this person want to do, he is still clear, he wants to extort a little money from him, bully and bully the Chinese.

"Look at what you are wearing, you must be a Chinese with a decent job, right?"

said and rubbed his hands together, and leaned his back to Lin Shangzhou: "I'm short of money recently, so I want to ask you to borrow some, I think you can understand what I mean." At

the end of the day, he clenched his fist, and his words were full of menace.

Lin Shangzhou has always looked down on this kind of bully and weak gangsters, and this person's words show that he has blackmailed other Chinese in the same way, which makes Lin Shangzhou's anger intensify.

He glanced around, there were not many people on the street, and no one noticed them, so the corners of his mouth curled, and he said to the gangsters, "Of course I am willing to lend it to you, please come here first."

"Yo, you're such a nice guy. He

didn't expect that the Chinese in front of him was so simply frightened by himself, and followed Lin Shangzhou to the alley defenselessly.

After walking to the depths of the alley, Lin Shangzhou stopped, turned to face the gangsters, and when the gangsters saw Lin Shangzhou stop, he urged: "Hurry up, where's the money?"

"Money?"

Lin Shangzhou snorted coldly, pulled out the newspaper in his right arm with his left hand and slapped it on the gangster's face quickly and hard.

"I'll give you mom's money!" Before

the gangsters could react, Lin Shangzhou kicked him in the stomach and kicked him to the ground, and then pressed him to the ground and beat him while scolding.

He can't beat Wei Lun's kind of soldier, but he can't beat this kind of punk when he can give Wei Lun a dry mess?

The punk lay on the ground with his hands on his head and kept begging for mercy, Lin Shangzhou finally kicked him in the stomach and picked up the newspaper that fell on the ground, patted off the dust on it, and warned the punk: "Don't let me meet you again in the future, and don't let the attention hit the Chinese on the head again, otherwise it won't be as simple as beating up."

"Yes, yes, this Chinese master, I know, I will never bully Chinese in the future!" Putting

the newspaper back in his arm, Lin Shangzhou walked towards the mouth of the alley.

After walking out of the alley, he turned straight to the right, and then he heard someone stop him.

"This gentleman, may I ask what happened inside?"

"It's nothing, I just taught the little gangsters a lesson..."

Lin Shangzhou turned to the man and said, after seeing the man's face, Lin Shangzhou's voice gradually became smaller.

Seeing that Lin Shangzhou had been looking at him, the man chuckled and asked

, "You look at me like this, do you know me?"

and then Lin Shangzhou nodded, which surprised the man.

"You're Paul

Goebbels, right?" Lin Shangzhou asked tentatively, he was very sure that the person in front of him was Goebbels, he didn't expect to meet him here.

"Yes, who are you?"

Goebbels asked, nodding slightly.

"My name is Filitz Hipper, you can call me Fielicitz, I'm the new story editor of the newspaper, in other words, you and I are colleagues, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Goebbels.

Lin Shangzhou stretched out his right hand to him and introduced himself very kindly.

Hearing Lin Shangzhou's self-introduction, the doubts on Goebbels' face also disappeared, replaced by a kind smile, he held Lin Shangzhou's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Hello, Fritz, I'm Paul Goebbels, I won't go into too much detail about who I am, and I'm glad to meet you, and call me Paul.

After introducing himself, the relationship between the two quickly tightened a lot, Goebbels looked into the alley, and asked curiously: "Fritz, what were you doing in the alley just now?" "

It's nothing, a gangster saw that I was Chinese and wanted to extort some money from me, so I beat him."

"Well, then I don't need to call the police.

Goebbels said, and then he asked Lin Shangzhou: "Then what are your plans for

next?" "I plan to go to dinner, do you want to come together?"

Lin Shangzhou sent an invitation to Goebbels, and Goebbels nodded happily.

"Of course, I also have something I want to ask you for. Then

the two of them found a restaurant and walked in.

While waiting for the waiter to serve the food, Goebbels asked Lin Shangzhou: "Fritz, I have read your story, it is really interesting and creative." "

Thank you for the compliment.

"I lack creativity and innovation in writing scripts and stories, I have tried to publish my novels in newspapers, but the feedback I have received is really not good, I have read your stories, and I know about increasing newspaper sales, so I would like to ask you how you have such ideas?"

Goebbels looked at Lin Shangzhou sincerely, and his sincere eyes told Lin Shangzhou that he really wanted to ask this question.

Lin

Shangzhou didn't know how to answer Goebbels's question, after all, the two used to live in different environments, they were exposed to different things, and naturally there was a big difference in innovation and creativity, he remembered that Goebbels in OTL wrote novels and plays, but it took a long time to publish, which is enough to prove how mediocre the novels he wrote.

Seeing that Lin Shangzhou was slow to speak, Goebbels said:

"I know that this question is a bit difficult to answer, so you don't need to rush to answer me.

After thinking about this question for a few minutes, Lin Shangzhou came up with an answer in his mind: to learn to imagine wildly.

"Paul, if you want to create a creative story, you need to imagine.

"Imagine? I think I've got enough imagination.

Goebbels said dissatisfied, but he was not very satisfied with Lin Shangzhou's answer.

Lin Shangzhou raised his eyebrows and said

, "Look, what you say is proof that you have no imagination.

"I ask you, can you write a story on another continent like I did? I ask you, can you write like I do about the Nameless Man who dies and regrets being reborn at the campfire?

Lin Shangzhou was speechless with three questions in a row, Goebbels knew very well that Lin Shangzhou's problem he couldn't do, he felt very novel after he saw Lin Shangzhou set the stage of the story on the fictional continent, the character will be reborn at the campfire after death and kill the enemy can get the soul, the soul can be used to enhance his own strength, which makes him feel very wonderful.

After realizing that he was indeed inferior to Lin Shangzhou, Goebbels bowed his head and said

, "I'm sorry, it seems that my imagination is really not rich enough.

"No need to apologize, people are different, we all have what we are good at, don't be too discouraged, I believe you can create a good story that is interesting."

Lin Shangzhou touched his nose and said to him, he was actually very weak-minded, after all, what he said was not conceived by him.

He knew that Goebbels was not suitable for literary creation, but he was a first-class expert in the field of propaganda, and he was responsible for the strong influence of the Nazi Party.

"Otherwise, I'll teach you how to write innovative stories, would you like to?"

Lin Shangzhou asked, feeling that since Goebbels had not embarked on the path of demons, let him go deeper and deeper on the right path, and he would have to help him.

"Of course I do.

Goebbels nodded vigorously without hesitation, and he naturally seized this good opportunity to improve himself as a person who likes literary creation.

"Then Paul, you will report back to the club tomorrow, I will tell the deputy editor-in-chief about this matter, and I will teach you how to create a good story. "

Thank you, Fritz, for your willingness to teach me, what can I do for you?"

asked Goebbels sincerely.

Lin

Shangzhou thought about this question, he is not engaged in politics, and Goebbels's propaganda ability is useless to himself... I'll talk about that later.

"I'll talk about it later, I'll tell you when I need you.

"Well, okay.

Then the two exchanged while eating, and after dinner, the two walked all the way and chatted all the way, and finally separated at the street corner where Lin Shangzhou's apartment was.

"It's really a wonderful feeling..."

Lin Shangzhou stretched his waist and said to himself, Goebbels, who was supposed to be a demon, has now become a literary creator, and he is very interested in chatting with himself about creative things.

It would be nice if the history of OTL was like this...

However, Lin Shangzhou just thought about it, history had already happened, and at that time, as far as the situation in Germany was concerned, it was inevitable that there would be a Hitler, even if there was no Hitler, there would be Nantler, East Terler and North.

Shaking his head and throwing away these thoughts, Lin Shangzhou walked towards the apartment, and he began to look forward to what kind of results his book would sell.