Chapter 107: Young Writers' Seminar
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Fortunately, Xu Chengjun was seated below the stage, and rather far to one side. It would be difficult for their eyes to meet.
Mark Twain once said that criticism of a work ends where the work itself begins.
Isn’t that so?
Chen Dengke explained and introduced the principal topics and objectives of this Youth Creation Conference, expressing his gratitude for the support of the relevant provincial departments and his fellow writers.
“Comrades and friends of literature! To be seated at this table today, discussing literature with all of you, feels like awakening from a long dream! Anhui Province’s lit—”
“Too much? Haven’t I always been like this? Didn’t you used to say you envied me for having so much to say every day?” Yang Hui asked in bewilderment. Had he somehow encountered a counterfeit Qin Jiaojiao today?
Trapped indoors by the rain day after day, Yang Hui was climbing the walls with boredom. If he had known there would be so many consecutive rainy days, why had he rushed to finish his homework?
“Heh heh, what are you so shy about? Your first time? Mine too.” Though the words were delivered lightly, I detected countless hidden meanings in them.
Hearing this, Red Pearl grew immensely pleased. She strode toward the entrance of the hall. Lu Zhi did not follow her this time; instead, he sat down inside the main hall, closed his eyes, and began cultivating. He intended to investigate thoroughly where his true body had gone.
When the people around them saw that Wang Chufeng had stepped forward on Yang Lili’s behalf, they knew—even if only by using their toes to think—that Li Tianchen was about to suffer terribly.
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She casually took out two storage bags and tossed one to each of the two people on Lin Chen’s left and right. After instructing them to calm down and continue working hard, she waved for them to withdraw.
Yet they remained insatiably greedy, actually hoping to seize even more Primordial Violet Essence in order to strengthen their foundations.
At that very moment, however, Ruan Yu was escorting an unwelcome guest toward Luo Garden, where the three young women lived.
When he saw her again that afternoon, he would have a serious talk with her. What she had done was wrong.
Lei Xing, meanwhile, wore a look of desolation. What did he truly mean to his father? If Lei Ling really inherited the position of clan leader, would he be willing to tolerate him?
He remembered how he had once habitually sat in this spot every afternoon, watching the scene across the way, and suddenly felt rather foolish. It was impossible for him to forget what had happened yesterday, yet he also understood that he had to forget it.
Yunshui Town! Wasn’t that the town in our old hometown? How could there be such an astonishing coincidence in this world?
Without leaving so much as a trace of brakes, the Jeep, traveling at two hundred miles per hour, came to an abrupt halt. All four people inside were frozen in place, as though an immobilization spell had been cast upon them.
Even if he had once hurt her, did she truly intend to leave him no room at all to make amends?
Lang Xu stopped wagging his tail. Somewhat irritated, he childishly stepped on Caiyi’s shoe with his wolf paw, leaving behind a dusty paw print.
After dressing properly, Lu Zhiyao stood before the mirror and studied himself, seemingly trying to recall what had happened the previous night. But his mind was a complete blank after drinking, and he could remember nothing.
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Pan Jinlian looked up and saw Wu Song’s tall figure appearing beneath the blazing sun, imposing and mighty. Casting aside all restraint, Pan Jinlian ran toward him like a bird in flight.
“So that was the greatest technique of your life. Then at least I lost honorably!” Sun Erniang was a very straightforward person, and she was delighted to hear Wu Song say this.
But the target was extremely difficult to deal with. Even while under concentrated fire, it managed to claim several lives.
“That was your claim, not mine. The two of us can let the matter rest once everything has been made clear, but don’t get too pleased with yourself. Who knows what the adults will do next?” Chu Ning said anxiously to Lin Yuhan.
The two men spurred their horses into a furious gallop. Three days later, they left the Western Frontier, only to hear, the moment they emerged, a piece of dreadful news that plunged the entire realm into mourning.
A purplish-black radiance lit up at the end of the darkness. Floating in the air was a black silhouette, dark flames coiling around it as it emitted a voice like An Lushan’s.
“No, I don’t believe it. Why didn’t Ah Xuan tell me any of this?” Chu Ning turned away, concealing the mist of tears that had crept unknowingly across her face, and shook her head in disbelief.
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