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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."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"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!"
"Then you're born to do this!" Lily said genuinely.
"But you said I—"
"Charisma isn't the most important thing!" Lily patted her hand. Her eyes were sincere. "Only passion will last
forever!
"Some people depend on talent in writing, but have you heard of the danger of talent?
"I've met many talented authors. They could write long paragraphs without learning to write. They didn't read
much. Writing seems to be an instinct to them."
"However, most of them fell into oblivion," Rachael added. "A minority of them who get further in their career
aren't the ones who are the most talented, but the most hardworking ones!"
"Really?" Maisie was suspicious.
"Indeed, there are talented and hardworking authors in this world." Lily smiled. "But the passionate authors who are
willing to work hard will stand out through learning and putting in effort too."
Rachael went on, "Most people aren't geniuses. That's how the saying, 'the slow need to start early' comes about!
Miss, you're lucky to run into Ms. Lily today! Who knows? She might make you the star of literature!" "That's right!"
The more they talked about it, the more excited Lily was. "Don't take the journalism exam! Are there any great
female journalists right now?!"
"Ahem, Ms. Lily..." Rachael reminded her. "The attack's too wide..."
"Oh, right!" Lily quickly corrected herself, "I mean, there are no outstanding female journalists at Cumulus Morning
Post!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMaisie laughed, hearing what they said.
However, it was rare for an introvert like her to have clicked so well with someone she had just met. Perhaps this
was fate.
After coffee, Lily left her contact number.
She was witty not to tell her real name but instead told her, "My name's Lilian. This is my phone number. If you're
interested in writing s, you can look for me anytime!"
Rachael frowned after leaving the hotel. She looked at her employer. "Ms. Lily, are you so sure that she's. Maisie?
She never revealed her name!"
Lily looked confident. "When did I make a mistake in something that I fancied?"
"You can't say that." Rachael pouted. "You spent so much investing in that author you liked, but it turned out he's a
jerk."
"Hey!" Lily glared at her. "Do you want to lose your quarterly bonus?"
"Okay, okay." Rachael faked a smile. "Let's invest in her right now. Hahaha."
"Not only investing—I want to poach her! How could I maintain my status in the industry if I don't create a couple of
literature queens."
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