frightfiction Chapter 101 Successfully Infiltrated
Chapter 101 Successfully Infiltrated
Chapter 101
As a perceptive person, Zhu Wuyao immediately joined the melee between the two sides.
After all, she was a writer of vernacular stories.
Not only that, but he also knows a lot about the creative process of "Mr. Speechless," so he can criticize it with ease.
"Speechless. The writing style is always the same!"
"He can fall off a cliff and find a treasure, get struck by lightning and upgrade his spiritual root, and turn any bad thing into good."
"As the saying goes, things are different. Who could have imagined her 'Immortal in the Mortal World' ending!"
"This is the kind of book that discerning people like us should read!"
A woman standing nearby immediately clapped her hands in praise:
"That little girl is right!"
"That's right. When I read the storybook back then, I really didn't expect that it would end up like this, a way to become an immortal, receiving incense offerings from all the people. Even if he dies and his cultivation dissipates, as long as the city exists, he will never be forgotten."
"You bet! Mr. Wuyu's books use so many tropes, I'm tired of them!"
……
It seems that the momentum here is really growing.
Zhu Wuyao mingled among the readers, seemingly lost in thought.
It seems we're in for some surprises and unexpected developments with the "Immortal Venerable's First Disciple"!
Yes, the plot I wrote today is pretty good.
After this incident, everyone became much closer and went to a restaurant together. They said that they had dealt a blow to Mr. Silent's arrogance today, and as supporters of "Youdaoshi", they should raise a glass to celebrate.
Zhu Wuyao wholeheartedly agreed and was the first to raise his hand in support.
After a few rounds of drinks, the woman who had previously praised her spoke first, but her tone carried a hint of melancholy:
"Alas, although we are supporters of 'the Way,' and have achieved a partial victory today, as readers, no matter how proud we are, it can't stop the saying that 'the Way doesn't write new stories.'"
His words resonated with many people.
"Yes, I've disliked that Mr. Speechless for a long time. His writing is so vulgar and lacks any of the refinement of a scholar."
"Yet quite a few people like it!"
"Now, finally, someone with the right words has appeared, someone who can rival this person, but unfortunately, he has only written a thin volume called 'The Immortal of the Mortal World.'"
Zhu Wuyao looked up at the person who spoke, and lo and behold, it was someone she knew.
Isn't this the same person who, when "The Immortal Venerable's First Disciple" first appeared, talked at the Longevity Inn and said that her book was bad?
At the time, he was a very competent hater, attracting quite a few readers to his page.
Therefore, it seems that this person named Zhang Shun may not actually like the saying.
He just doesn't like Mr. Silent!
Zhu Wuyao looked at him with a hint of pity.
After going around in circles, this person still couldn't escape, becoming both a true fan and a hater of himself. It's really tough for him.
As expected, Zhang Shun continued:
"We have many insightful people in Beixuan City. Do you still remember that 'Proclamation to Punish the Dog Thief'?"
Someone nodded in agreement:
"Many people had collected the notice, but it was all forcibly taken away by a woman. However, one or two copies were left behind."
"Does anyone know the Ji family, whose calligraphy is exceptional?"
Zhu Wuyao held a wine glass, propped his arm on the table, and sipped it lightly.
He seemed absent-minded, but he was actually listening intently.
"The Ji family, whose calligraphy is unparalleled, is said to have some connections with the cultivation world. They are a truly powerful family, right?"
The person who responded was somewhat uncertain.
In her view, the families in the secular world that truly possess great abilities and have been passed down for thousands of generations or even longer may all have the shadow of cultivation families behind them.
As a mortal, she didn't know the true status of the Ji family, or whether they were even considered significant in the cultivation world.
"That's right, it's the Ji family. They love to hold exhibitions, and they have preserved that manifesto denouncing the dog thief inside."
"I was fortunate enough to go with my aunt to see it, and it was truly an exceptional work of both calligraphy and painting!"
"The woman's expression as she plucks the flower is so lifelike, her expression a mixture of anger and reproach, as if she's about to jump out of the painting and slap someone. It's truly captivating!"
The older sister who greatly admired Zhu Wuyao was named Sui Zhi.
Although she had never seen it in the Ji family's exhibition hall, as a local of Beixuan City, she was fortunate enough to have seen the notice in person on the street.
Although she felt that this guy's description was a bit abnormal, Sui Zhi also agreed with the proclamation denouncing the dog thieves.
"Not only is the drawing excellent, but the charcoal lettering is also exceptionally well-matched, sparse yet orderly, and the strokes are quite forceful."
"It seems that the writer's hatred for dog thieves was so intense that he could write it in one go."
Seeing that quite a few people at the table knew about the notice, Zhang Shun immediately sighed in regret:
"I could have kept one of the notices for myself, but I happened to run into that dog thief and she snatched it from me!"
Zhu Wuyao glanced at the man.
How could this have happened without her knowledge?
This person happened to run into Ye Xiaozhou.
Zhang Shun continued, "Therefore, there are many knowledgeable people in our Beixuan City, and even more who are proficient in calligraphy, painting, and ink."
"How come that speechless little thief got the top spot all to himself?"
For example, himself—
He was exceptionally learned, loved writing vernacular stories, and even condescended to try a similar writing style.
But everyone who has read his stories always offers a condescending critique, saying something like, "It's far from being speechless!"
This is infuriatingly speechless!
Seeing Zhang Shun's indignant expression, Zhu Wuyao nodded in agreement.
Besides being speechless, there were also those who wrote manifestos denouncing dog thieves, and the saying that goes something like this.
A single flower blooming does not make spring; spring is when all flowers bloom together!
She immediately decided that after the "Immortal Venerable's First Disciple" submitted his manuscript, she would also let Youdaoshi show his face.
late at night.
The banquet was coming to an end.
The group had a very pleasant chat and agreed to meet again next time. Because of his excellent performance in front of the Ink Trace Bookstore, Zhu Wuyao successfully blended into the group of Youdaoshi's supporters.
She observed for a moment.
Although both Mr. Wuyu and Youdaoshi are written in vernacular Chinese, they are inevitably compared to each other.
They have also each developed some supporters.
Surprisingly, he was quite upright in his conduct and there was nothing that involved spreading rumors or slander.
They truly are a respectable group of intellectuals.
well.
Healthy competition is the way to go.
I have now successfully infiltrated the group and can monitor the onlookers' activities at any time.
Only after the banquet ended did Zhu Wuyao slap his forehead, remembering the important reason he had come to Beixuan City today—
She also had to send Mr. Li the manuscript for the next issue of "Canglang Anthology"!
Arriving at the backyard of the Ink Trace Bookstore, Zhu Wuyao wandered around the wall several times before deciding to climb over it.
As soon as I jumped into the yard, I saw Mr. Li sitting on a stone bench in the backyard, holding a glass of wine, looking at me with a surprised expression.
Zhu Wuyao looked up at the moon and said:
"Manager Li, what a coincidence! You're also admiring the moon?"