Chapter 335

The literature exchange was held very successfully. Everyone chatted more and more enthusiastically, and eventually, it was only natural to form a "Novel Alliance," and they even talked about electing some kind of leader.

Not to mention whether it was childish or not, everyone was very optimistic about the prospects of martial arts novels.

Several authors even went on stage to share their creative experiences and future outlooks, all winning enthusiastic applause from everyone.

But Li Ye knew that the good days for pure martial arts were not going to last many more days.

It is now 1984. By the end of the eighties, pure martial arts will fall into a stagnant or even successor-less situation, and then wait for that Master Huang to open a new dungeon and enter a whole new stage.

Li Ye had once thought about bringing out "Chronicles of the Search for Qin," but later remembered a passage of plot text and ultimately decided that he shouldn't interfere with Master Huang's trajectory.

【On top of the city wall, Xiang Shaolong thought of the future. Qin Shi Huang would connect these winding walls built on the borders of various countries to form the Great Wall, one of the world's ten wonders, allowing China to maintain a unified situation for a long time. He couldn't help but feel a deep "thought for the future" and was filled with emotion.】

You have to know that Master Huang published "Chronicles of the Search for Qin" around 1997.

Putting aside Master Huang's literary level, for a Hong Kong writer to talk at length about "great unification" in his work, this kind of awareness and sentiment is precious and worthy of respect.

And some writers of the same period were still following the baton of the West, belittling and singing the decline of the Zhong family's future!

Literature exchange is all about lip service. Besides chattering, it's just drinking, drinking, drinking, and drinking.

When it reached dinner time, everyone toasted each other, and the atmosphere quickly reached its peak.

Fueled by the alcohol, Wen Rui'an actually composed a poem, winning cheers from everyone.

Li Ye admired him greatly; Wen the Great Hero was a poet by origin, after all, and the artistic flair he possessed was something a traveler like himself couldn't compare to.

Just look at the character names he created in his novels: Xiao Qiushui, Liu Suifeng, Yan Kuangtu, Li Chenzhou, Zhao Shirong...

Every name could make people think of something, fully displaying the charm of the Zhong language.

People who are free and unrestrained are easily drawn to each other after drinking. Infected by this, Li Ye also started putting his arms around the shoulders of a bunch of repressed men, shouting and drinking.

And Qiao Dapeng and Wang Xiaokun on the side kept trying to dissuade him.

"Li Ye, Li Ye, drink less. The competition is the day after tomorrow, and there's training tomorrow! How many bottles have you drunk already? Even if it's good wine, you can't drink it like this, right?"

"Student Li Ye, please pay attention to your image. If you get photographed and it spreads, it might affect your future..."

Li Ye wanted to restrain himself, but he couldn't help it because his strength didn't allow it!

No matter who came to toast, he would finish the cup. Such an arrogant kid, just like the protagonist in a martial arts novel, shouldn't a bunch of old monsters teach you how to behave?

Thus, Li Ye became famous in one battle, and with his own strength, he put down more than a dozen writers, including Wen Rui'an.

If it weren't for the restriction of having to return to the team by eight o'clock, Li Ye could have expanded his victory even further.

A little past seven-thirty, Wang Xiaokun stepped forward directly, apologized to the various "Great Heroes" on Li Ye's behalf, and with Qiao Dapeng on one side and him on the other, dragged Li Ye out of the Raffles Hotel.

"Phew~"

"Refreshing!"

After Li Ye got out of the hotel, he couldn't help but shout out that it was refreshing.

Although Li Ye could be said to have had smooth sailing since he traveled through time.

But after all, constrained by his background and the suppression of various rules, he could only follow the "Traveler's Code," silently going with the flow, waiting for the right time.

He couldn't be like the chivalrous heroes the group had just talked about, where once the sword is drawn, no one dares to disobey, and everyone kneels down to sing "Conquer" for him.

In the real world, if a traveler dared to play like that, there would be plenty of big shots who would teach you how to behave with a couple of slaps.

Are you convinced?

Not convinced?

Goodbye, go be reborn in the next book!

So, only in the illusory world can there be true "chivalry." In the real world, you have to endure! Endure until you become a big shot, hehe...

Are you convinced?

Slap~

"Squeak~"

Just as the three of them were about to hail a taxi, they saw a red two-door sports car speeding over, leaving the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, and stopping in front of Li Ye.

Li Ye took a step back to keep his distance.

But after the car window rolled down, he saw that it was Wu Jinyuan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Wu Jinyuan tossed her head slightly and said: "Get in, I'll take you back."

Li Ye shook his head and pointed at Qiao Dapeng and Wang Xiaokun: "Sorry! We have discipline; we came out together, so we have to go back together."

The red sports car only had two seats, so it definitely couldn't fit four people.

Wu Jinyuan glanced at Li Ye sideways, didn't speak, and just honked the horn twice in a row.

That Wan Wentao didn't know where he ran out from, ran to the front of the car, and said a few words to Wu Jinyuan.

A minute later, a Mercedes-Benz drove over.

Wan Wentao smiled and sent Qiao Dapeng and Wang Xiaokun into the back seat of the Mercedes, sat in the passenger seat himself, and followed behind Wu Jinyuan's sports car.

Li Ye calmly opened the door, got in, and pulled on his seatbelt without saying a word.

"Boom~"

Wu Jinyuan stepped on the gas a bit hard, making Li Ye feel a strong sense of being pushed back.

"I heard that if you speed in Lion City, you get whipped, right?"

"Vroom~"

Wu Jinyuan stepped on the gas even harder, and Li Ye helplessly shut his mouth.

Sigh, don't beep at a female driver. It's fine if you don't beep, but if you beep again, she'll show you.

The red sports car sped along the streets of Lion City, occasionally drifting and tail-wagging, just like a grumpy little wild horse, throwing a tantrum with the two passengers on its back.

But Li Ye sat extremely steadily, tilting his head slightly, looking at the neon lights flashing past him, lost in thought.

Pei Wencong had already bought him a Ferrari, which was just sitting in Hong Kong gathering dust, and he didn't know when he would be able to go play with it.

Seeing Li Ye's calm appearance, Wu Jinyuan slowly slowed down.

When the red sports car stopped at a traffic light, Wu Jinyuan suddenly asked: "Why didn't you choose to study abroad in Lion City?"

"Why would I want to study abroad?" Li Ye shook his head and smiled: "I have a bright future in the mainland, a beautiful companion, and family and friends. What's the point of coming to Lion City?"

"..."

"No point? Are you sure?"

Wu Jinyuan was stunned for several seconds before coldly saying: "Look around you. There is at least a thirty-year gap between here and the capital in the mainland.

And after you come to Lion City, it's easier to communicate with those writer friends, and your connection with the mainland won't be broken. If the leader of that Novel Alliance isn't you, then who would it be?"

Li Ye: "..."

I, the dignified Emperor of Travelers, would care about a joke-like "title"?

Even if I became the leader, would I still have to be influenced and controlled by your Wu Cultural Communication Group?

We are all friends who can greet each other when we meet, so what's with you always wanting to suppress me?

If anyone is going to suppress anyone, it's me suppressing you!

After Pei Wencong started making money, he once looked down on the little money the publishing house was making. Why did Li Ye let him continue to develop?

What Wu Jinyuan is doing now is at most version 1.0 of a media giant, but Li Ye knows what 3.0 and 4.0 look like.

However, Li Ye wouldn't leak the secrets of heaven. He smiled and said: "Lion City is indeed more developed than the mainland now, but that might not be the case in the future. And even now, Lion City isn't as developed as Hong Kong, is it?"

Lion City only became a country in 1965. Although it occupies a throat-like thoroughfare and is developing rapidly, compared to Hong Kong, which has a longer development time and relies on the huge market of the mainland, it is far inferior at this moment.

The green light turned on. Wu Jinyuan didn't step on the gas again, but drove slowly, waiting for the Mercedes behind to catch up.

"Since you think there are more opportunities in the mainland, let's cooperate! I am very optimistic about the mainland market, and I am also very optimistic about you."

Li Ye was surprised and asked suspiciously: "Why are you optimistic about me? I'm a third-generation poor peasant, I'm not..."

"You don't need to rush to refuse, and you don't need to rush to deny," Wu Jinyuan said lightly: "You are not the only choice for the Wu Cultural Communication Group. The interests and opportunities between us are mutual."

"Heh~"

Li Ye smiled and said: "Sorry! I came to Lion City to attend the debate tournament, and I won't consider anything else."

Wu Jinyuan glanced at Li Ye, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile as she said: "The debate tournament is no problem. The Wu Group's bank is going to open a branch in the capital, so..."

Li Ye suddenly looked at Wu Jinyuan, his expression cold and his eyes sharp.

In fact, in his memory, there were also some one-sided voices regarding the first Asian University Debate Tournament in the original timeline.

Because Lion City's bank was going to develop in the mainland, there were some intriguing things in the debate of Jing University.

But for Wu Jinyuan to speak in half-sentences so openly, was she showing Li Ye the power of capital?

Sorry, I understand the power of capital better than you do.

The debate tournament competition seemed to be really no problem.

This was the first time Lion City held an Asian debate tournament. Like in history, four universities participated—Hong Kong Chinese University, University of East Asia, National University of Lion City, and Jing University.

The debate format was a knockout system. It only took two matches to decide who the crown belonged to.

And Jing University's opponent in the first match, the University of East Asia from Macau, had only been established for a few years.

In the original space-time trajectory, when Jing University faced the University of East Asia, because they had never been exposed to debate tournaments, they relied too much on pure theory and were considered by some to be like mechanical speeches.

But after all, the literary foundation was there, and ultimately, after a wonderful confrontation, they defeated the University of East Asia debate team.

And this time, because of Li Ye's appearance, Jing University had already launched a rich and diverse debate competition a year in advance. Various techniques had become mature, and it felt like they hadn't encountered too much resistance before the competition ended.

Qin Yongsheng and the others cheered and jumped, as happy as if it were the New Year.

They had prepared for such a long time, and the pressure accumulated in their hearts was too great. Now that they had won the first battle, they finally had the confidence and sharpness of kings.

But Li Ye suddenly felt it was meaningless.

【I came to Lion City just for this?】

However, after the live broadcast by the Lion City Broadcasting Bureau, the hotel where Li Ye was staying ushered in a lively moment.

Local Chinese newspapers published the news of Li Ye and others participating in the debate tournament one after another, and several TV stations repeatedly replayed the recording of the debate tournament. Because Li Ye had the best image, he occupied prominent spaces in the newspapers many times.

Many old overseas Chinese and Chinese people came one after another, communicating warmly with Li Ye and the others, enthusiastically giving gifts and fruits. The scene of shedding tears appeared constantly, which made Li Ye suddenly feel it was meaningful.

"Li Ye, Li Ye, a family of fellow villagers from Dongshan has come outside, specifically asking to see you!"

"I just fell asleep!"

"Oh my, a woman brought two children, just sleep ten minutes less!"

"Oh oh, I'm coming right away."

Li Ye changed his clothes and followed Wang Xiaokun downstairs quickly.

When he got downstairs, Li Ye found that Team Leader Zhou was already chatting warmly with the visitors.

"Sigh, Li Ye, I remember you said a few days ago that the Blue Sea Publishing House has a 'Searching for Relatives over Ten Thousand Miles' activity, right?"

Li Ye nodded and said: "Yes, yes, this activity has always been there. A few days ago, it even helped two fellow countrymen find their relatives!"

Li Ye answered while sizing up the visitors.

The visitors were a family of three: a fashionably dressed middle-aged woman, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

Li Ye rubbed his forehead to dispel some of the sleepiness and asked the woman: "Madam, if you want to find relatives, it's best to provide detailed information as much as possible, such as address, name, names of friends and relatives..."

Li Ye had already received several fellow villagers from Dongshan recently, all doing this, so he was familiar with the explanation.

But this woman was a bit strange. She was very calm before seeing Li Ye, but she became more and more excited at this moment.

Of course, it's human nature!

"This is the person I'm looking for, please help me take a look."

The middle-aged woman handed Li Ye a photo.

"Just one photo?"

Li Ye reached out and took it. He focused his eyes and saw that it was a black-and-white family portrait of a family of four.

The woman in the photo was very young, but it was clearly the woman in front of him.

She was holding a baby in her arms, estimated to be less than a year old.

A little girl was standing in front of the couple.

Well, a family of four, three of whom were standing here, so wasn't one missing?

"So, you are looking for your hus..."

Li Ye looked at the photo and suddenly stopped talking. The gentle smile froze on his face.