Yushi continued: "His theme is about the tragedy of a musical genius, and on the surface it seems as if it was made up out of thin air, a plot written to set off the plot. ”

Hearing this, Li Zheng's heart tightened a little, what does Master Yu mean?

Yushi continued: "But what if this child is questioned by Shijie? What if this child's work is ruthlessly suppressed by society and cannot be published? In the article, it was also written that the landlord agreed with the atmosphere of art protection in his country, but such a music fan was killed in the landlord's house! ”

Master Yu's eyes swept around, and he said sadly: "So I can conclude that this article is Ye Li's article just now!" And his pen, his articles being culturally censored due to Westernization, is not just a tragedy for him alone, or even a tragedy of the times! ”

He continued: "If the birth of gifted beings like Yang Ke is a gift from God, then the strangulation of human beings is the saddest elegy between heaven and earth, and Ye Li's absurd strangulation for Westernization is a typical example. ”

"And the most important thing is that Ye Li also deliberately used this Westernized brushwork to render this story, which is more convincing!"

When Yu Shi said this, his hand was still raised high, as if he had cast all the liliang, and then he said sadly: "Of course, the theme is S, or even S+, and the meaning is very similar to Shijie's top short stories." ”

At this moment, Master Yu couldn't help but be a little moved by his words, and had a desire to see Ye Li and see what the temperament of this genius young man was.

Hearing this, the other writers completely lost their voices, and they couldn't help but be surprised when they looked at the manuscript in Yushi's hand, and their hearts were full of infinite anticipation, wanting to see the content of this article.

And at this moment, Li Zheng was completely stunned. His heart was beating, his blood was gushing, and it seemed to rush to his face, and he felt a bout of shame.

Yes, it turns out that I was blinded by myself, I looked at this work with a provocative gaze, and I wore colored glasses!

Seeing that those writers took the article "Music Fan Yang Ke" to photocopy, Li Zheng suddenly felt a sense of loss.

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Li Zhuyue sat on the bay window of her room and looked out into the garden downstairs. The mist filled the garden, with calendula, or yellow flowers and leaves, or brown stamens, half-opened or budding, a scene of prosperity, just as he grew.

However, he noticed that one plant was thriving, and the others were bleak.

"Could that be me?"

Li Zhuyue's heart was a little distracted, and a little worried.

When he returned, he deliberately found a newspaper and studied Zuihou's lesson thoroughly, and then he was full of amazement and bitterness. Ye Li's article taught him a heavy lesson, he wanted to think of his own class, and thought of the sadness and resentment in his heart when he could only take one lesson.

However, Ye Li did not write directly, but set up such a post-war background and expressed it in the form of side contrast. And this made his heart resonate.

How could Ye Li write such an article?

At this moment, his mind was full of Ye Li's figure of writing hard for more than 30 minutes, and Ye Li's tenacious and believing eyes.

What can be done and written in such a short period of time?

If ordinary people learned that the work was sealed, they were afraid that they would be completely lost, and their minds would be muddy, but Li Zhuyue remembered Ye Li's brilliant eyes at this moment.

So, can Ye Li write an article like Zuihou in such a short time?

At the moment he was not willing to do anything. He just wants to wait for the results of the little Nobel Prize in Literature, which is related to his belief and his desire to study Chinese in the future.

There was a ringing of a doorbell around me.

Li Zhuyue jumped up and hurriedly went to open the door, but the door was empty, this was the doorbell of the next suite, not his house.

Li looked at the time again month by month, it was already half past eleven, but his father still hadn't come back yet, and he had just heated the haode dish, and it was already getting cold.

"Is there something wrong?" Li Zhuyue hesitated, and the worry in his heart became even stronger.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and his father Li Zheng, who looked tired, finally walked in.

Li Zhuyue hurriedly went up to greet him, helped his father take off his coat and put it away, and went to hot dishes again.

He moved steadily, had an indescribable general aura, and never asked his father a word.

My father was as strict as ever, and he didn't say a word when he ate.

It wasn't until his father finished eating that he went to wash the dishes, only to find his father in the bathroom.

A few years ago, my father had to go through such an audit every time, and every night when he came home, he would bring back photocopies of several articles that were considered good.

His heart was a little hot, and it was pounding. He finally took a risk, went to his father's briefcase and took out a stack of manuscripts, and with only a slight sweep of his gaze, he fell on the first article "Music Fan Yang Ke", and after only reading a few lines, his heart immediately trembled.

"It's it, it's it, this must be the article written by Ye Li! Others definitely don't have such a penmanship! This style is completely similar to the zuihou lesson! ”

He glanced to the bathroom, went to the printer without thinking, made a lightning-fast copy, and then put the manuscript back in place and continued to wash the dishes.

When he finished washing, he found that his father had already entered the room.

Li Zhuyue quietly returned to the room and carefully read this music fan Yang Kelai.

Slowly, his face showed expressions of unwillingness and shock, and his hand tightened the copy, and his heart was stirred.

This is the article that Ye Li wrote temporarily? Take the young musician Yang Ke as an example, accusing this society of inequality in literature and the strangulation of literary newcomers?

It's still the same side contrast, but this article is not filled with resentment and accusations, but with deep sympathy and humanitarian concern!

When reading, this sympathy is deeply rooted in Li Zhuyue's mind, which makes Li Zhuyue feel even more strongly the ambivalence of Yanko's human dignity and longing for the violin!

Although he still feels that Ye Li's article is close to history, and there is no unique detail portrayal, which is still different from the mainstream articles in the current society, he feels that Ye Li has gone out of his own way!

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly lit up—was this Ye Li deliberate?

Did he know that his Westernized articles were blocked, so he deliberately continued to use such a penmanship, or was this kind of penmanship born by Ye Li?

No matter which point it is, Li Zhuyue has seen Ye Li's efforts.

Thinking of this, Li Zhuyue closed his eyes deeply, and when he thought of himself again, he finally felt a burst of despair.

He had thought countless times that he was a natural genius for writing, and that one day he would far surpass his father and surpass so many masters. But today day shocked him so much. When he imitated the article in the newspaper, he knew that the author was Ye Li, and when he pursued Ye Li, he knew that he already had the qualifications to publish novels, far above himself.

When ordinary people encounter such a situation, even if they have perseverance, they will completely lose their minds. But he didn't, he still relied on his own will to have a fair duel with Ye Li, so he worked hard to find Ye Li, hoping to have a battle with Ye Li in the Little Nobel Prize in Literature!

Without Ye Li's knowledge, he told Ye Li about the imprisonment of his novel, so Ye Li responded to the situation and wrote such a story that expressed Ye Li's own heart in such a short time!

The article that took so long to write with all his might couldn't surpass the article written by Ye Li in just over thirty minutes!

Didn't you tell me, Father, that I had literary talent? And other than that, do I have a talent that works harder than anyone else, and a talent that loves literature more than anyone else? That's how I walked in the direction step by step, thinking that I would be able to get out of my own dawn.

But now there is a high wall that cannot be crossed, a chasm that cannot be crossed!

On this shijie, countless people love literature, have gone through countless hardships, bitterness, and hardships, and spent decades, but there are still people who have not succeeded and cannot publish books at all, and I have such an awareness, I have never stopped studying every day, reading excellent articles every day, constantly researching, and spending more than ten hours a day!

But compared to Ye Li's article, what are you?

I'm not reconciled!

Because writing is my destiny, something I can't give up!

So I want to continue to work hard, I hope that sooner or later, on such a big stage, I can compete with Ye Li's writing!

Ye Li, your future opponent will not be He Yu, but me!

Li Zhuyue roared lowly, with hope in his eyes.

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PS: I am very touched to write this, and I would like to dedicate this chapter to those who love their interests, work diligently for their future, and continue to improve for thousands of hours.

May you continue to work hard in your own fangxiangxia to achieve your own dreams, don't give up halfway, don't question yourself halfway, and don't be distracted by other things halfway.

No matter how much obstruction, no matter how much repression, one goal and one bridge are enough.

May all of you be able to make your wishes come true and turn your future wishes into reality.