Chapter 334

Holy crap?!

What's the situation?

Hasn't this guy Ye Xuan been in seclusion since returning home?!

How did news of this guy still being alive suddenly pop up?!

Did something happen?!

A crowd of surfing netizens, each with big question marks on their heads, clicked into this entry.

When they noticed the content of this entry, netizens realized it was a false alarm.

It turned out that Ye Xuan's blog, which hadn't had any movement for a long time, finally had new action.

With the news of 【Tonight at 7 o'clock, new book *To Live* updates】, a large wave of fans had already cheered and rolled around in joy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! The dog author finally has a new book! Won't say anything, squatting first as a sign of respect!"

"To Live? Why is this name so strange?!"

"I've been in a book drought for a long time, I've already read the other few books five or six times!"

"Ye Xuan, do you know how I've been living these days?! Woo woo woo woo woo woo! Finally, there's a new book!"

The excitement of the netizens was obvious.

Accustomed to Ye Xuan's books, reading other writers' books always felt like chewing wax, it just didn't feel the same.

Not to mention that the two were worlds apart.

It couldn't be denied that compared to Ye Xuan, other Chinese authors were already 108,000 miles behind.

As the time got closer to 7 o'clock, large waves of traffic surged towards the blog again.

There was only one goal!

That was Ye Xuan's new book!

As the "beep" notification sound rang, countless readers happily clicked to read the new book *To Live*.

The first line of the new book immediately appeared in front of everyone.

【When I was ten years younger than I am now, I got a job as an idler, going to the countryside to collect folk songs.】

As soon as the first sentence came out, it immediately sparked the curiosity of countless readers.

The novel's opening adopted a first-person narrative perspective.

Who is this "I"?!

Readers gradually began to react.

Different from the magical realism of *One Hundred Years of Solitude*, and different from the profound symbolic method of *The Old Man and the Sea*.

It was even completely different from the grand Wu Xia style of the Condor Trilogy.

This was a novel with a completely different style from before.

The story began in an ordinary rural setting.

The "I" in the text always loved collecting rural songs and always knew about all kinds of trivial matters in the countryside.

First, he saw an old man doing something shady to his daughter-in-law and getting beaten by his son.

Then he saw two naked bodies at night.

Later, while looking for water to drink, he stumbled upon someone else's good deed.

After watching three shady trivial matters in a row, the readers couldn't help but wonder.

"What's the situation?"

"Why can't I understand it a bit?!"

"This looks really dog-blooded! How can the protagonist run into everything?!"

Just when the readers' curiosity was at its peak, they saw the protagonist "I" in the text meet an old man named Fugui and an old yellow ox.

As "I" began to take an interest in the old man in the text, readers gradually understood.

It turned out that "I" was just a pair of eyes.

This old man named Fugui was the true protagonist of this *To Live*!

However, after realizing this, many readers instead had even greater doubts.

If this old man was the protagonist, why didn't the story start from his perspective from the beginning?!

Why use the perspective of "I" who loves collecting rural songs to start it?!

Suppressing the confusion in their hearts, the readers followed the old man's narration and saw a story from more than forty years ago slowly unfold in front of them.

A young master named Fugui was born into a landlord family, lived a wealthy life, was smooth sailing, and had no setbacks.

When he reached the age of marriage, he married Jiazhen, whose family ran a rice shop, which could be considered a match made in heaven.

But Fugui was a dissolute young master, doing no proper work all day, but was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling.

The minds of countless readers were gradually attracted by the plot of the story.

Noticing the style of this young and frivolous young master, some readers had already frowned and complained impolitely.

"This old man was really not a thing when he was young!"

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"Simply debauched and reckless!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The story continued smoothly.

Fugui, who spent his days debauched, made friends with the casino owner and became addicted to gambling.

Seeing his wife Jiazhen, who was pregnant, trying to persuade him to go home, only to be slapped several times by Fugui, many readers frowned even more.

"This old man was really a turtle bastard when he was young!"

"Hitting women, too shameful!"

"It makes me want to slap the table and curse!"

Just when countless readers were shaking their heads in dissatisfaction at this young master, they saw that the gambling debts Fugui owed had already piled up like a mountain.

The casino owner forced him to pay his debts, and in the blink of an eye, the young master Fugui, who had been glorious, suddenly became a penniless tenant farmer.

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As if a high song had suddenly lowered.

The plot was so fast that the readers almost hadn't reacted.

When Fugui started to mortgage his house and land deeds to the casino owner, many readers also fell silent as they watched.

The rich young master suddenly suffered a change, falling from heaven to hell overnight.

Family property lost, servants dismissed, moving from a mansion to a thatched hut overnight.

What would happen to the remaining family members?!

Just when everyone wanted to continue reading, the story came to an abrupt end.

Damn it!

Ye Xuan had staged another peerless cliffhanger!

The readers who had just finished reading felt stuffy in their hearts.

Many people had already started associating it with the beginning of the novel.

At first, this old man was left with only himself and an old yellow ox.

Some readers already had vague guesses in their hearts.

Could it be that the direction of the story was ultimately a tragedy?!

"Vaguely have an ominous feeling!"

"Reading it always gives me a feeling of being unable to breathe."

There were also readers with different ideas.

Did the beginning of great ups and downs imply that Fugui would have an even more bumpy life in the future?!

"Fugui should be able to turn over a new leaf and be a good person, right?!"

"A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold!"

"I understand what Ye Xuan means, only by having great ups and downs in life can one understand the meaning of living. 【Dog Head】"

At this moment, the discussion around whether the ending of *To Live* was happy or sad became increasingly intense. Ten.