"I'm going to the library to do some work, you guys go to eat first!" forcibly retreated from the brainstorming, Ye Chen greeted a few buddies in the stone and dormitory, and then turned straight to the direction of the library and walked briskly.

After walking for a few minutes, Ye Chen came to the library.

Ye Chen is a junior at Shanghai Normal University. Although Shanghai Normal University is a two-book library, the library has a rich collection of books, and Ye Chen now has many questions in his heart and wants to find answers in it.

First logged in to the student account on the library's query system, and then he didn't give up and began to search for the martial arts works he was familiar with one by one, but the results were all unincluded works given by the system.

Ye Chen tried to search for other classic masterpieces, what Tang poems and Song lyrics, Chinese and foreign masterpieces, and discoveries were all the same as in his memory.

Other cultural types are the same as in the image, but the gap in martial arts is too big.

There are three changes in words, and there are no golden Guliang!

Is this a joke God has played on me?

The amount of information is too much, and Ye Chen can't digest this fact for a while!

With thousands of thoughts in his heart, Ye Chen plunged into the vast sea of books in the library with a thousand thoughts.

There was no class in the afternoon, Ye Chen sat on a desk in the corner of the second floor of the library for an afternoon, even if his stomach was constantly protesting, he didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, and only read the sage books, completely forgetful.

There are about a dozen books with various covers on the desk, including "Who's Who in Hong Kong Literature", "Hong Kong Newspapers and Periodicals", "Taiwan Folk Literature", "History of Modern Martial Arts Novels", "Talking about Famous Martial Arts Novels", etc., Yang Chen buried his head in them, and did not realize the passage of time.

At about half past five in the afternoon, Ye Chen finally finished this extensive reading, closed the last book, and rubbed his swollen eyes, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Tong guò inquired about the relevant information, and all the memories of the deeds of several martial arts masters were not recorded at all, and they could not be found at all.

In modern history, there are no characters such as Zha Liangyong (Jin Yong's original name), Chen Wentong (Liang Yusheng's original name) and Xiong Yaohua (Gu Long's original name), and Yang Chen's memory of these people and their novels is like a floating dream.

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic, Ye Chen's consciousness was sometimes out of the sky, sometimes faintly, and he didn't even know what he was thinking. After all, this qiē came too suddenly!

Just when his consciousness wandered, a thought suddenly popped into Ye Chen's mind that startled him—since there are no such people, why can't I reproduce these works to the light of day?

This thought became stronger and stronger, and Ye Chen felt that his heart was fluttering, and it suddenly accelerated. Not nervous, but excited!

It dawned on him that this was not a joke that God had played on him, but a gift!

At this time, Ye Chen's hormone secretion was accelerated in the middle of the brain to make up such a picture - the god who was shrouded in divine brilliance and couldn't see the specific appearance clearly said to him seriously across the distance between heaven and man: "Young man, the heavy responsibility of martial arts revival is entrusted to you, and I can only help here." ”

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter on the second floor of the huge and quiet library, and everyone in the library was instantly startled, and one after another angry eyes shot directly at a figure in the northeast corner, as if there were two English letters floating on the head of the figure - SB.

"Uh" felt the angry gaze of dozens of eyes, Ye Chen finally realized his gaffe, laughed dryly, nodded apologetically to the comrades around him, and then packed up the books on the table as if he was running away, put them on the borrowing desk, and walked out of the library in a gloomy manner.

Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Basil person!(cough, it doesn't seem to be so chic)

That night, after a few random pickpockets in the cafeteria, Ye Chen was in a hurry, and he seemed to rush to an Internet café in the school.

Turning on the machine and opening the snow-white word document, Ye Chen clearly felt that his body was trembling slightly with excitement, and he still felt a little overwhelmed at first. Because he knows that the works of those martial arts masters will cause a "bloody storm" in the rivers and lakes once they are released.

Slowly calming down the turmoil in his heart, Ye Chen thought carefully for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he already had an idea in his heart.

Ten fingers fell, the keyboard sounded a crisp crackling sound, and black square words jumped on the snow-white word interface, like a jumping elf.

"Wedge - night rain and empty mountains, strange guests late at night

Baiyun Canggou, the front edge of ancient temple dialect"

This paragraph begins with Mr. Leung Yusheng's pioneering work "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua", and I remember that when Mr. Leung Yusheng was working at the Ta Kung Pao newspaper office in Hong Kong, it happened that two famous boxers in Macau were having a ring match, and the fight ended in a few minutes. At that time, in order to grasp the topic and increase circulation, Hong Kong Ta Kung Pao asked Mr. Liang Yusheng to write martial arts novels for serialization, so "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua" came into being, and once it was released, it was widely acclaimed, and Mr. Liang Yusheng became famous for a while.

The book "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua" was recognized by the martial arts industry at that time as the beginning of a new school of martial arts novels, which has important commemorative significance.

The reason why Ye Chen chose this book is that the first is to pay tribute to Mr. Liang Yusheng, and the second is that this book is the beginning of the new school of martial arts, which belongs to the transition from the old school of martial arts novels to the new school of martial arts novels.

"Punish the water wanderer, the lotus platform leaves gather, who can tell the heart of the Sichuan Nian? sword light, sword shadow candle shake lamp, Zen heart is not allowed to get mud wool!

The grass condenses the beads, the epiphany is separated from the fog, the children of the rivers and lakes are wrong, the past is overwhelmed when they look back, and the dragon fights the twilight of Beijing. -- Dispatch Tasha Xing"

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At this time, outside the Internet café, the wind was blowing, the sky suddenly became dark, and the plane trees on the side of the road were blown by the wind and made a "rustling" sound.

Within a few minutes, the raindrops the size of beans were falling on trees, on street lamps, on dry concrete roads, and on the window panes along the edges.

At the beginning of June, during the rainy season, a storm and rain are playing.

And inside the window, a young man named Ye Chen is writing a legend of his own.

The pen fell into a storm, and Wen Cheng cried ghosts!

In the past few days, several people in the same bedroom with Ye Chen have been strange, feeling that Ye Chen has been mysterious these days, going out early and returning late, and every time he comes back, he is smiling, compared to him who likes to be silent before, it seems like a different person.

"Isn't there something wrong with this kid?" Zhang Kang, the only animal in the bedroom who had a girlfriend, touched his chin, squinted his eyes, and said.