Since Tang Junhao said so, Du Ziyuan also went with him, and he didn't finish writing it anyway, and Du Ziyuan didn't have any inspiration to draw illustrations.

After chatting casually for a few more words, he left, Tang Junhao's time was very tight, and he didn't want to bother for too long.

Ten days passed in a flash, and soon, the day for the second round of submissions arrived.

Sixteen writers came to the review site, and this time the host was still the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. In addition, the three major guests except Guo Yong were also present.

Du Ziyuan found that Feng Duzhao's face seemed to be a little wrong, and he seemed to be very worried. On the other side, Yan Wushuang, who was shrouded in a black robe, was also a little strange, although he couldn't see her face, Du Ziyuan always felt that she had been staring at him.

Du Ziyuan didn't think much about it, and sat down in his place by himself.

The second round of review was conducted in an open-air theatre with a semi-circular venue with a total of 25 stairs and more seats, with a total capacity of about 15,000 people. At this time, 10,000 people were already seated.

For this Seven Blades Festival, the Seven Blades Kingdom specially recruited 80,000 people from various countries, industries, and ages to serve as judges. In the second round, 10,000 will be randomly selected from these 80,000 people for each group of competitions to maintain the fairness of the review.

In addition, each of the 3 guests will have 1 golden vote, which is equivalent to 500 ordinary votes. They sat at the front of the 10,000 spectators.

The sixteen writers sit on the left and right sides of the stage, and the two who have their turn to sit on a special high chair in the center of the stage and wait for the results.

Du Ziyuan was the first to play, so he sat on the high chair at the beginning and accepted the rape of more than 10,000 people. To be honest, I feel quite uncomfortable.

To his left, the sycamore leaf, which is twice his size, is at ease, and his legs are in the posture of the inner eight.

Du Ziyuan complained here, and in the audience, everyone opened the Lingguang Jade and began to look at the works of the two.

"The boss will win!" Tang Junhao shouted quietly from behind.

Matsuko also waved at him.

Du Ziyuan turned around and smiled at the two of them, and made an OK gesture. It's a pity that the two don't seem to understand what this means.

The order of drawing lots in advance is the one that goes first. Du Ziyuan also picked up the Lingguang Jade and looked at it.

The story he wrote was called.

Although there is a joke in the title of the book, the story is very sadistic. The protagonist is a child who was sold to a brothel since she was a child, at first she was bullied in various ways, her peers saw that she was thin and weak, and always robbed her of food, and the older "sister" was afraid of being replaced by her, so she always beat her, scolded her, let her do all kinds of heavy work, and did not allow her to learn to sing, learn to dance, learn poetry, painting and piano. Even the turtle is always rude to her.

It wasn't until later that she met an old and decrepit washerwoman in the backyard, who told her: "No one will sympathize with you when you cry here, if you want to live and climb up, you can laugh, and if you can't laugh, you have to laugh, and hide everything under your smile." ”

From then on, she began to learn to laugh at everything. Someone robbed her of her food, but instead of getting angry, she smiled and handed it over, while quietly adding laxatives to her meal. In the end, the man was beaten to death because he was unable to work.

She laughed at her until one time, when she pushed him down the stairs without him noticing. The turtle bumps into a customer and is kicked out of the brothel with his legs broken. Before the turtle froze to death, she was upstairs watching him slowly die on the street corner, smiling all the time.

Only that sister, she has never been an opponent, no matter how she laughs, she will be seen through by the other party at a glance, and her little caution is just child's play for others.

"Little hoof, these are the leftovers of what you played. ”

But later, for the sake of a poor scholar, the sister actually took out all her savings to redeem herself and left. Before leaving, he handed her a hairpin.

"Why go with him?"

"You don't understand, when you understand one day, give this hairpin to the next one. ”

My sister left with a smile, and she became the new Oiran.

She is becoming more and more popular, and her suitors are endless, among which there are many dignitaries.

Some people say that her smile is the most beautiful smile in the world, and a smile can captivate the city.

But the more she laughed, the colder her heart became.

It wasn't until later that she fell in love with a person, a general who was accidentally pulled by the prince to drink flower wine. She decided, she also wanted to give the hairpin to the next person like her sister.

In the last scene, she saved enough money to redeem herself, handed over the hairpin to another little girl before leaving, and then rushed to the frontier with a heartfelt smile. At the same time, a fast horse staggered past her, bringing a report of the martyrdom of the general who was broken at the border pass.

And so the whole story ends. The first half details how a weak girl survives in a chaotic place like a brothel, and laughter is her weapon, a weapon more powerful than a sword.

In the second half of the year, she became an oiran, but behind her smile was a hole that grew bigger and bigger. Until the general appeared, the two of them had only met once, and they had not spoken a word, but she was just in love with him. Later, the sycamore leaves completely rely on their own pen power, showing how the protagonist changes from a little longing at the beginning to the final ardent love.

The long monologue makes people watch little by little how she fell in love with him.

"It's strange that man has come here, and he's blushing like a child. ”

"He didn't come today, won't he come again?"

"I saw him riding out of the city, is he going on a campaign, and when will he return?"

"It's been a hundred days, I think he's been thinking about it for a hundred days, and he won't come back, so can I go see him?"

......

After reading the whole story, Du Ziyuan sincerely sighed, this sycamore leaf is obviously a man, how can he write the psychological activities of girls so delicately?

When he saw the last general die in battle, he also felt a pain in his heart. The protagonist goes to the frontier this time, and he is destined to not find him, so who will she smile at then?

He looked around and saw that there were several people who had already finished watching and were wiping their tears there, mostly women. Among them is Duanmu Xing of the Wuxian Immortal Sect.

It's obviously based on laughter, but he can make people cry, and it's really amazing.