Chapter 227

"What did Li Ye just say his pen name was?"

"It's Seven-Inch Blade. He said it so clearly, didn't you understand?"

"Who is Seven-Inch Blade... Why are your faces so strange?"

"Are you kidding me, classmate? What did you come here for?"

"I came to vote! I am the voting representative of the Big Poplar Literature Society by Weiming Lake... Holy crap, is it the Seven-Inch Blade who wrote 'Flying Flying Flying'? How could he be here?"

"..."

Anyone who has carefully understood "Wangxiang Wangxiang Gujun of Looking Back" knows 99% of who Seven-Inch Blade is.

Since Dong Yuejin took over the "New Wind" monthly magazine, he has united many authors, based on Zhonghua history, with a tone of self-confidence, inspiration, and self-improvement, to create a new genre of "historical inspirational."

Seven-Inch Blade's "Flying Flying Flying" is recognized as the pioneering work of the same type, and the Wangxiang Wangxiang Gujun Literature Society's masterpiece "Wangxiang Wangxiang Gujun of Looking Back" can only be considered its junior.

Not to mention that both books are now being serialized on "New Wind" monthly.

So Li Ye's sentence "I also have a name called Seven-Inch Blade" stunned almost everyone in the auditorium.

Except for the smiling Watching Wen Leyu and Mu Yunning.

【This kid has been holding back evil, just waiting for this moment!】

The people in the audience were collectively stunned, and Li Ye on stage did not stop his speech.

"When I came to Beijing University to go to school, my family advised me to be low-key and learn professional knowledge first, so as not to let the teacher criticize me for not doing my proper job."

"I was also very terrified at the time. After all, geniuses are everywhere in Beijing University. I might not be able to keep up with the learning progress even if I study with all my strength. It is too difficult for the teacher to praise me twice."

"But after I got to know a few like-minded classmates and understood each other deeply, I suddenly realized... Beijing University is the right place to create such works."

Li Ye paused, then raised his voice and said: "Because Beijing University has the richest and most comprehensive historical data."

"Because Beijing University has the most learned and professional students, the most free and open literary atmosphere, and the ability to show off the civilization of our ancestors."

"Now I just want to ask one sentence..."

Li Ye was silent for a few seconds, then asked loudly: "Do we have the most confident students here? Do we have the most self-reliant companions here?"

"Do we have anyone here who is willing to be proud and proud because we are Zhonghua people, because of our black hair and yellow skin,"

"Because we possess five thousand years of brilliant civilization... Zhonghua descendants..."

"..."

The whole scene was silent for a long time, and Li Ye did not get the answer he hoped for.

He calmed his emotions and said softly: "Is it... no?"

No one spoke, but someone answered.

"Clap~ clap clap~"

Applause, like a summer rain, only a few drops fell at first, but then it swept the earth like wind.

"Clap clap clap clap clap~"

Almost everyone was willing to applaud.

If Li Ye's words were said to those bitter people who have experienced the world and suffered, he might not get such a strong feedback, because they have been tortured by life and have no passion.

If Li Ye's words were said to those who have encountered unfair fate and are still struggling for three meals a day, they would not get any applause, because their hearts are still in a state of numbness.

If Li Ye's words were said to those old workplace oilers, they would probably get sarcastic ridicule, because in the hearts of old oilers, besides power, wealth, and beauty, there is no room for anything else.

But Li Ye's words were asked to the undisputed "proud sons of heaven" of this era, to the young people full of blood.

May I ask all the young people present, who doesn't have some great ambitions for the future, and who doesn't have some arrogance to compete with the sky?

So Li Ye's speech was destined to win the cheers of everyone, and only a very few people cursed in their hearts.

For example, Nakamura Naoto.

【Baka, bastard!】

Because Nakamura Naoto defended the Great Chrysanthemum Empire in his heart during a lecture in the Economics Department last year, he ruined most of the human feelings and connections he had accumulated for more than two years.

This year, he learned from the pain and still wanted to find a way to restore his "friendly" image.

He saw the opportunity and let his subordinates buy the comic adaptation rights of "Wangxiang Wangxiang Gujun of Looking Back" in the name of Nakamura Society.

But just when things were about to be done, this Li Ye intervened, insisting on noting in the contract that the plot, characters, historical truth, etc., cannot be changed.

Are you kidding? Do you know what adaptation is?

Not allowing us Chrysanthemum people to adapt history is equivalent to binding our souls and limbs, and we can only kneel on the ground and kowtow.

But just when both sides were sticking to their own opinions and not giving in, I don't know how Dong Yuejin got the news, killed halfway, and wanted to intercept the Hu directly.

Today's Dong Yuejin is already vaguely a leader of new literature in the mainland, only half a step away from the big guys in the circle. Nakamura Naoto has no resistance.

Nakamura Naoto came today to ask politely, to ask why Li Ye and Dong Yuejin don't talk about morality and ruin good things.

But now it seems that there is no need to ask. These two people have known each other for a long time and are colluding.

Li Ye bowed slightly to the people on stage, then walked off the podium amidst applause. The host waited for a minute, letting the applause subside completely before speaking again.

"Please be quiet, everyone. We will now proceed to the voting session. Please fill in the ballot in your hand carefully and cast it into the ballot box in front of the podium."

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

An abrupt voice suddenly sounded. As one of the candidates, Bian Jingjing stood up.

She said loudly to the podium: "Sorry leaders, I voluntarily withdraw from this voting election. Please forgive me, leaders."

"I also withdraw, please forgive me."

"I also withdraw!"

Bian Jingjing's abstention seemed to touch the dominoes, causing a chain reaction, leading all candidates to choose to withdraw. Even Du Yuan, who was unwilling, gritted his teeth and smiled, indicating withdrawal.

【You, a founding master, actually came to run for a reserve president of a club... don't you feel like bullying the small?】

But he seemed to have forgotten that not long ago, he also metaphorically said that Li Ye was young, short in seniority, falling in love, and unstable, and was not suitable to be the leader of the literature society!

Since everyone else abstained, this super-standard selection ended. But the students present surrounded Li Ye and asked this and that, causing him to be unable to leave for a while.

The school people would not wait for Li Ye, and took Dong Yuejin to contact feelings.

In the end, Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin had dark faces, each grabbed one of Li Ye's arms, and dragged him out of the auditorium like a prisoner.

Out of the auditorium, the two dragged Li Ye straight to a dark place, and then blocked him in the corner, just like two hooligans blocking a girl.

"Tell me, big writer, you've been hiding it from us for so long, you have to give an explanation, right?"

"Oh, what explanation do the two big brothers want? Tell me and let this little brother listen!"

"You're sensible!"

Li Huaisheng stretched out a finger to Li Ye: "Donglaishun, eat hot pot!"

Yang Yumin also stretched out a finger: "Quanjude, eat roast duck!"

Li Ye looked at their fingers and couldn't help asking: "I understand Donglaishun and Quanjude, but what does this finger... mean?"

Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin were stunned, looked at each other, and immediately had an explanation.

"One meal each, you must treat us one meal each, adding up to four meals."

"Phew~"

Li Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the two were asking for 100 meals, so he would have to bargain.

"Okay, bring the brothers of our literature society, you two decide the time."

"So refreshing?"

Li Huaisheng looked at Li Ye in surprise, and then said to Yang Yumin: "See, we asked for too little."

Yang Yumin also pursed his lips and spat out a sentence: "Dog big household, really rich."

Actually, these two old brothers really didn't ask for too little. Now everyone in the circle knows that Seven-Inch Blade has royalties of nearly 10,000. How could they not know? Just because they know that a few meals are drizzle for Li Ye, they said so.

And Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin are fierce and slaughtering people now, but they might not really let Li Ye fulfill it later. Saying four meals, eating one or two is amazing.

"Alright, stop joking with you, talk about business."

Yang Yumin said earnestly: "Since you are an expert, then the main writer of 'Wangxiang Wangxiang Gujun of Looking Back' should be done by you!"

"That won't work," Li Ye immediately refused: "Our writing styles are completely different. You should have read what I wrote. The wording is simple and straightforward, winning by plot and artistic conception."

"And your style is exquisite wording, delicate and gorgeous, which makes people think after reading it carefully. If you change people halfway, the readers will see that it has changed at a glance."

"Oh yo, tsk tsk tsk," Yang Yumin looked at Li Ye and smiled: "Although I know the little brother is talking nonsense, I just like to listen."

Li Huaisheng on the side said: "This is not completely nonsense. Your writing style is indeed gorgeous. Even if Li Ye is a big writer, he can't compare to you."

Actually, the two pulled him over to probe Li Ye's attitude. If Li Ye put on the airs of a big writer, then it is estimated that the relationship between the three would instantly become distant.

But Li Ye's attitude made the two feel that their vision was good, and this little brother was worth making friends with.

Li Ye said unhappily: "What big writer, everyone is a brother, okay? Is there no end to holding on to this little thing?"

Li Huaisheng chuckled and said: "Whether there is an end depends on whether the brothers of the literature society agree. Let's go, let's go, they are still waiting for us!"

Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin clamped Li Ye and left again, preparing to go to the Wangxiang Wangxiang Gujun Literature Society to have a basin, and it is estimated that it will be lively until very late tonight.

Li Ye was a bit helpless. At this moment, he wished Watching Wen Leyu could kill halfway and save him from the hands of the two evil dragons.

Watching Wen Leyu really had a heart-to-heart with Li Ye. She was waiting for him halfway, but with her was the class teacher Mu Yunning, as well as the annoying Nakamura Naoto.

(End of chapter)