Chapter 588: Ye Xuan

Many domestic netizens only felt their mouths twitch; the anticipation from just now was completely fed to the dogs.

Ye Gouzi, you really are more shameless than anyone!

Watching Ye Xuan's opening still being in the style of "not shocking the world until he speaks," domestic netizens decisively put down their paper and pens, one by one letting themselves go.

"Ye Gouzi's opening is still Ye Gouzi's style!"

"This sentence is like: Three people walking together, there must be three people..."

"Typical of the typical: Tomatoes taste like tomatoes."

"Before you understand it, you think it's nonsense! After you understand it, you will find that it is indeed nonsense!"

"Reminds me of the time Teacher Yu was live broadcasting with Ye Xuan; Teacher Yu was like: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing..."

"Don't know why, I've already started looking forward to the Island Country people's expressions! 【covers face】"

……

And just as domestic netizens expected, countless Island Country people in front of the screen had already been stunned.

What did they hear?!

The path to success in writing is just to write?!

Although this sentence sounded very reasonable, why did it feel so wrong?!

Due to the halo of the Nobel Prize in Literature, many Island Country people still held incomparable trust in Ye Xuan.

Many people even held exquisite notebooks and recorded this sentence word for word.

"What Ye-san says must be firmly recorded!"

"Truly worthy of being said by a Nobel Prize in Literature winner!"

"The words of a true master are often extremely simple!"

"Simple to the extreme, that is a golden rule!"

……

The overseas live broadcast platform supported text translation; watching this series of statements from the Island Country people, many Chinese netizens were already laughing uncontrollably.

Friends, you have been deceived by Ye Gouzi's face!

The next scene will probably break your filters layer by layer!

At this moment, Murakami Akiki in front of the lens was also still muttering Ye Xuan's answer.

Like countless Island Country people, he only felt that Ye Xuan's simple sentence had broken through the essence of writing!

The rustling sound of paper and pen tip rubbing sounded; after writing down a line of notes, Murakami Akiki quickly raised his head, full of expectation, and threw out the next question.

"Ye-san, why did you embark on the path of writing in the beginning?"

This question was already a cliché and one of the classic questions most writers would encounter.

However, once this question was asked, the expressions of the domestic netizens became even stranger.

If it were asked to other authors, they would at least have to come up with an 800-word essay.

They would talk about how much they loved writing, or how literature lit up their lives.

Netizens even had the titles ready; it was nothing more than a free combination of keywords like "I love literature" and "passionate about writing."

After all, according to common sense, the answers were all of this kind.

But the problem was, Ye Gouzi couldn't be measured by common sense!

And at this very moment, the Island Country people were already expectantly flooding the screen.

"Ye-san won the Nobel Prize in Literature so young; was he passionate about writing since he was a child?"

"Already crying! It must be a touching story!"

"To be able to achieve the results others dream of at such a young age, Ye-san must have put in efforts that ordinary people can't imagine, right?"

"I already have the picture! When others were playing, Ye-san was writing; when others were slacking off, Ye-san was writing; what a hardworking, tenacious, striving, and struggling story! I must also look up to Ye Xuan!"

……

Watching the Island Country people's guesses becoming more and more outrageous, more and more domestic netizens were already laughing until they were swaying.

Some were drinking water and sprayed it out directly after seeing the barrage.

Some were even laughing until they choked.

Still hardworking?!

Still tenacious?!

Still struggling?! ### CHAPTER 591