Chapter 352

And just as netizens were discussing it in an uproar, Jia Qianqian on the other side also saw Ye Xuan's statement.

Beijing, Sihe Academy.

The luxurious and exquisite interior was currently a mess.

The floor was covered with shattered teacups and splashed tea.

"Dad, what right does he have to call my poetry dogshit? Just because he won the Nobel Prize in Literature?!"

Jia Qianqian looked at Ye Xuan's evaluation, her face twisted, her expression full of anger.

Relying on Jia Pingwa's reputation, Jia Qianqian's journey after joining the literary world had been smooth sailing.

The trophies and medals from major poetry competitions had long filled the entire bookshelf, and even the stacked certificates could be as high as a desk.

Domestic literary magazines and poetry newspapers had always been full of praise for her works, which had long made her lose herself and lack a clear understanding.

At first, when she saw netizens criticizing her poetry, Jia Qianqian didn't take it to heart at all.

They were just ordinary people from the lower classes; how could they possibly understand her poetry?!

Unexpectedly, just when Jia Qianqian was dismissing the curses of the netizens, she discovered that Ye Xuan had also joined in the criticism of her?!

Just as Jia Qianqian was furious, Jia Pingwa, who was sitting in the main seat, also had an ugly expression.

He had just stood up for Jia Qianqian, and then Ye Xuan made such an evaluation; wasn't this giving him no face at all?

He had entered the literary world many years before Ye Xuan; as Ye Xuan's senior, Ye Xuan was blatantly slapping his face!

"Ye Xuan..."

Muttering Ye Xuan's name, Jia Pingwa was grinding his teeth as he spoke.

You know, this wasn't the first time he had a conflict with Ye Xuan.

Before Ye Xuan joined the literary world, although he hadn't become the recognized number one in the Chinese literary world, everyone in the literary world had long regarded him as a weather vane.

But unexpectedly, just as he was about to release a new book, the news of Ye Xuan being nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature broke out.

At that time, the whole internet was overwhelmingly promoting Ye Xuan's Nobel nomination; who had time to pay attention to the blockbuster work he had spent several years of heart and blood to release?!

Even the partner publisher came to ask him if he wanted to postpone the new book launch, and Jia Pingwa immediately became sullen.

He was just a newcomer to the literary world; why should he, a senior, have to avoid the limelight?!

Jia Pingwa immediately rejected this proposal.

With that, the new book launch was held as scheduled.

But unexpectedly, it happened to collide with the news of Ye Xuan winning the Nobel Prize in Literature, and the new book launch was met with unprecedented bleakness!

Now that this new hatred and old grudge were put together, how could Jia Pingwa not hate him?!

It's just that if Ye Xuan knew Jia Pingwa's thoughts, Ye Xuan might be confused.

For no reason, how did he have new hatred and old grudges with Jia Pingwa?

But even if Ye Xuan knew, he would probably just shrug.

No way!

When you're famous, being famous is a sin.

Back to the present, just as Jia Pingwa's expression became increasingly gloomy, Jia Qianqian on the side was patting the table with increasing defiance.

"Didn't he call my work dogshit? I want to see how brilliant his poetry is!"

Saying this, Jia Qianqian grabbed her phone and quickly started editing.

Seeing this scene, Jia Pingwa's heart skipped a beat.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw Jia Qianqian holding her phone triumphantly, looking smug:

"I have issued a challenge to Ye Xuan! I don't believe Ye Xuan's poetry will be better than mine! As long as I win, who will still oppose me joining the Writers Association?!"

The halo she had been surrounded by since childhood had long caused Jia Qianqian to lose an objective understanding of herself.

Now she had long regarded herself as the number one in the poetry world, and she didn't take Ye Xuan seriously at all.

Hearing Jia Qianqian's boastful words, Jia Pingwa's expression turned completely black.

Even if Jia Qianqian had lost her self-awareness, how could Jia Pingwa not know his daughter's level?

Although Jia Pingwa felt disdain for Ye Xuan's previous poetry collections, he had also read quite a few.

If one were to compare Jia Qianqian's poetry with Ye Xuan's, it would be like comparing rubble to gold beads; they were worlds apart!

But looking at the smugness on his daughter's face, Jia Pingwa could only hope that Ye Xuan would not accept the challenge.

After all, with Ye Xuan's current status, how could he look at a Jia Qianqian?!

On the other side, the literary duel challenge issued by Jia Qianqian to Ye Xuan also sparked heated discussion among netizens.

The literary duel method proposed by Jia Qianqian was quite simple.

Both sides would have three days to prepare, publish on Weibo, and let netizens vote to choose the winner.

But as soon as this challenge was issued, it immediately triggered mockery from countless people.

"What level are you at to challenge Ye Xuan?!"

"It's simply a poor person with five dollars running up to a millionaire to compare who has more money; is this person brain-damaged?!"

"Jia Qianqian is too lacking in self-awareness, right? 1"

"I think Ye Gouzi probably won't even look at it."

In the eyes of countless netizens, Jia Qianqian's challenge was no different from an egg hitting a rock—

Overestimating her own strength!

Some conspiracy-theorizing netizens even began to discuss whether Jia Qianqian was trying to use Ye Xuan to create heat for herself for nothing.

Just when everyone thought Ye Xuan would not accept the challenge, Ye Xuan also noticed Jia Qianqian's literary duel challenge.

Unexpectedly, a plot that usually only happens in novels would actually happen in front of him?!

Thinking that he was idle anyway, Ye Xuan casually replied with the word "Good."

With that, the entry [Ye Xuan accepts Jia Qianqian's literary duel challenge] was like an atomic bomb, directly landing at number one on the trending list.

The heat of the entry rushed from [Hot] to [Boiling], and then rose to the highest heat level—

[Explosive]!

A short word pushed the topic to the hottest level.

It also left countless netizens who treated this challenge as a joke dumbfounded.

"What the hell! Ye Xuan actually accepted?!"

"Ye Gouzi, if you've been kidnapped, blink twice!"

"What's going on, why did he suddenly agree to accept the challenge!"

"Look, Ye Gouzi posted another piece of content!"

Seeing that Ye Xuan had issued another statement, countless netizens immediately rushed into Ye Xuan's Weibo.

After reading it, many netizens immediately laughed out loud.

"Idle? Ye Gouzi can actually say that."

"Laughing to death, you really are yourself!"

"I've already started looking forward to the challenge in three days!"

And what made the netizens burst into laughter was exactly Ye Xuan's explanation this time.

"I've been idle lately and happened to see Ms. Jia Qianqian's literary duel challenge, so I accepted it out of curiosity.

However, for the sake of fairness, how about a live creation session at 7 PM in three days?

Ms. Jia Qianqian, do you dare or not?"

The last sentence ignited the emotions of the entire internet, making countless netizens unable to help but cheer.

At this moment, countless netizens had already acted as porters and ran to Jia Qianqian's Weibo.

Looking at it, it was all the exact same sentence.

"Ms. Jia Qianqian, do you dare or not?!" Ten.

— Author's Notes —

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