Chapter 349

The barrage in the live broadcast room was all supporting Ye Xuan’s speech, and netizens felt that Ye Xuan said what everyone thought."

When Dou Wentao subconsciously glanced at the number of people online in the live broadcast room, his pupils shrank."

The next moment, he couldn't help but take off his black-rimmed glasses and wipe the lenses seriously."

As a cultural language program, the highest number of online people in the live broadcast of the first five seasons of the Roundtable Party was only four million."

But at this moment, it was not even as good as a fraction of this episode!"

He saw that the number of people online in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room had reached a full 14.3 million!"

Is this Ye Xuan’s national popularity?!"

Just when Dou Wentao was immersed in the shock brought by this popularity, Jiang Fangzhou beside him pursed her lips, leaned forward slightly, her knees together, and her fingers crossed, revealing nervousness at this moment."

She also had a question she wanted to ask Ye Xuan."

After struggling for a while, the expectation in her heart finally gained the upper hand, Jiang Fangzhou raised her willow eyebrows and asked curiously."

06 "I have a question, the original intention of many writers’ works is not to be written for today, but to be written for leaving a name for a hundred generations, do you think the same when writing articles?"

Jiang Fangzhou’s question poked into the psychology of many literati, which literati doesn't hope that he can leave a name for a thousand years?!"

Liang Wen, who had dealt with many writers, felt that this topic was quite interesting and took the lead to take the conversation."

"Writing articles is of course to become famous, which writer doesn't hope that his works can stay in the author’s heart forever? That is a continuous life."

Seeming to arouse more desire to express, Liang Wen even gave a case on the spot."

"Just like Professor Wang of Fudan University, this year’s book also mentioned this point."

People live for a few decades, not asking to leave a name for a hundred generations, but hoping to be famous for a hundred years, not asking to be included in history books, but hoping that later generations will not step on it."

As Liang Wen’s voice came out, even many netizens in the live broadcast room began to discuss this topic."

"Who doesn't want to leave a name for a hundred generations?! Who doesn't want to leave a name for a thousand years?!"

"That’s right! My sister became a small writer this year, and she walked so floatingly. Who doesn't have a little vanity and wants their works to be passed down forever?!"

"With Ye Gouzi’s strength, his works are simply to be passed down for a hundred generations!"

"Agree with the upstairs! I have already prepared to pass Ye Gouzi’s books down as family heirlooms! [Hands on hips]"

"I am thirty-seven years old, and the only topic with my son is Ye Xuan’s books, hahaha!"

......"

The continuous barrage also revealed the tendency of a group of netizens."

Who doesn't want to leave a name for a hundred generations, leave a name for a thousand generations?"

In this way, everyone’s eyes fell on Ye Xuan."

However, when they saw what Ye Xuan was doing, the corners of everyone’s mouths couldn't help but twitch."

Good guy!"

Here everyone is discussing hotly, but what about Ye Xuan, the person involved in the discussion?"

He is eating the mung bean cake on the table with relish."

Smacking his lips, seeming to feel that the taste of the mung bean cake is good, Ye Xuan picked up the next piece and stuffed it to his mouth."

At this time, Ye Xuan noticed the eyes cast by the three of them, and subconsciously moved the mung bean cake on the table to the middle."

"Why don't you try it too? The taste is not bad."

And this daily chat full of daily atmosphere came out, even host Dou Wentao couldn't help but grin."

Seeing Ye Xuan’s grounded appearance, Jiang Fangzhou and Liang Wen also showed smiles."

Although the food on the Roundtable Party table is also carefully selected."

However, since the long recording, there are very few guests willing to eat on the live broadcast scene."

First, after all, it is a recording program, if it is filmed that you are eating, in the eyes of a group of cultural people, it is always a bit indecent."

If you leave something in your teeth, I’m afraid it can become a black history of social death on the spot."

In the future, whenever you appear in front of the public, you might be whipped and played repeatedly."

Second, when eating, if you are cued by the host to talk about the topic, it is more or less inconvenient."

In this way, the food on the round table of the Roundtable Party, although rich and exquisite, is rarely touched."

Unexpectedly, Ye Xuan broke the rules as soon as he came, and really tasted it seriously."

Seeing this scene, the netizens in the live broadcast room have already laughed out loud."

"Ye Gouzi’s expression seems to be saying: Why don't you eat, then I will eat first? [Dog head]"

"Ye Xuan’s heart: One or two don't move, that is simply disrespect for mung bean cake!"

"The host and guests are chatting about problems seriously, Ye Xuan is eating things seriously, hahahahahahahaha"

"Made me laugh like a chicken chased by a dog for five miles!"

"Just wanted to say that Ye Gouzi is rarely so serious, the next second immediately exposed his original form, it really is you!"

......"

And just when netizens were joking, Ye Xuan had already swallowed the mung bean cake in his mouth, and then returned to the previous question."

"Leave a name for a hundred generations?!"

Ye Xuan shook his head lightly, his tone was leisurely, and even his stretched posture carried a sense of relaxation."

"Don't care about the aftermath before death, how many days can you be proud."

"Life in the world is just like a mayfly in the world, a drop in the ocean."

And this light sentence came out, but it made the three people on the side stunned in place."

"Don't care about the aftermath before death, how many days can you be proud?"

Liang Wen repeated Ye Xuan’s sentence, his eyes first flashed a series of shock, surprise, and finally turned into deep admiration."

Clearly, he is the person most qualified to leave a name for a hundred generations, but he doesn't care about the reputation of later generations at all?!"

What kind of non-greed for vanity, non-admiration for fame and profit is this?!"

In the current literary world, how many people can do it?!"

Just when Liang Wen was full of shock, Jiang Fangzhou’s focus on the side fell on Ye Xuan’s next sentence."

"A mayfly in the world, a drop in the ocean?"

Subconsciously reading it again, Jiang Fangzhou’s eyes became brighter and brighter, and her voice carried a slight tremor."