Fictional Questions

The story is not smooth, I can't find the center of gravity, there is no sense of immersion, how can I change the direction?
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A gentle wind blew past, lifting its old hair. The lake reflected its lonely back. The sound of horses galloping came from all directions. Suddenly, the galloping of horses stopped and was replaced by rapid breathing." Your Majesty, Lord Liu Xie has passed away," he said, panting heavily. The reflection was trembling. It was unknown whether it was the lake water that was surging or the reflection itself that was trembling. The hair of the old man seemed to be sighing too. A short answer came from the back," Is that so?" He turned around with staggering steps, revealing a face that was old but as steady as Mount Tai in the lake. It was so steady that the lake seemed to have quieted down. A gentle wind blew past, mixed with the waves of memories. Liu Bei, it's your turn to clean today. Don't even think about leaving." The young man shouted at the boy with a broom. But the boy didn't seem to hear him and continued walking without looking back. "Liu Bei! The teenager seemed to be a little angry. He rushed to the classroom door and blocked the boy's way. However, the boy seemed to have been enchanted. He did not stop and crawled under the young man's arm. He just said casually," I have a cold." He left the classroom, leaving that irritable classroom. Why did he leave? On the one hand, he hated that restless place. On the other hand, the boy seemed to be hiding from someone.“The boy!”Suddenly, a strangely dressed person appeared in front of Liu Bei. It was obviously summer, but he was wearing a thick Taoist robe. At first glance, you would think that he was a fortune-teller, but strangely, he was wearing a baseball cap to cover his face. However, his strange clothes did not seem to interest Liu Bei. Liu Bei walked past him without saying a word. " The world will change, and you will become the person who changes the world." the strange man said coldly. At first, this sentence was a little confusing, but then it shocked everyone. Liu Bei seemed to be a little shocked as well. He actually stopped his enchanted foot. When he recovered from his shock, it was already too late. The strange man had already left, leaving Liu Bei alone in deep thought. What would happen to the world? And who was that strange person? What did it mean to change the world? Liu Bei was filled with doubt. "The heavens are dead, and the yellow heavens shall rise. Looking at this strange slogan, Liu Bei flipped to the headline of the news,"Cracking down on the Yellow Turban Cult." Liu Bei did not think too much about it, but he was interested in the rumor that Zhang Jiao could summon the wind and rain. Suddenly, the phone rang. Liu Bei looked at the name and hung up without hesitation. However, the ringtone kept ringing. Liu Bei had no choice but to answer the call reluctantly." Why did you hang up on me? Beibei." A roar came from the other side. "What's the matter?" Liu Bei said lightly. "Do you have a cold?" "No, goodbye." Liu Bei regretted his words. He remembered that he had used the cold as an excuse to avoid cleaning. "Wait, are you free this Sunday?" Liu Bei heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she did not get caught in the cold. She ignored him and said no. "What about next week? She did not seem to give up and continued to ask. "No." " What about the week after next?"" No."" When are you free?" She almost roared. "No." " This Sunday, the park. You have to be there before eight o'clock. Do you hear me?" she roared angrily. Liu Bei did not reject her because he knew that rejecting her would definitely cause more trouble. Thus, he indifferently said yes and hung up the phone. He instantly felt relieved, but he did not want to go on a date with the two of them, so he called the young man…

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