After leaving the cafeteria, Leng Su said, "Teacher, I haven't congratulated you yet on winning first prize in this New Star Competition.""Teacher Leng, you're too kind. If you had participated, the first prize wouldn't have been mine," Juliet Shaw replied modestly."Teacher, you're being too humble. As the saying goes, 'In literature, there is no first; in martial arts, there is no second.' Focus and let's aim for the Mao Dun Literature Prize together."Juliet Shaw nodded. A woman, no matter when, always benefits from excelling in her career."By the way, the other first-prize winner, 'A City of Misty Rain,' I studied her writing style, and it bears a striking resemblance to yours, about six or seven out of ten," Leng Su said with a furrowed brow, looking serious."Me?" Juliet Shaw pointed at herself in surprise."Yes, from the narrative structure to the final plot twist, there are similarities. Although she tries hard to avoid resembling you, some writing techniques can't be c
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