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A heavy rain last night washed the sky clear and bright, and after the sun rose, it was a clear and sunny day.At nine o'clock, the six authors were already sitting in the conference room.This is the first discussion meeting after they gathered in Shanghai. Although it is not a live broadcast, there are cameras filming the whole process. Afterwards, the edited video will be released in the form of game highlights.

On the high-speed train to Shanghai, Zhao Xin had already explained to Liu Yusheng the relationship between Xu Yihan and Shidu Qianqian, including the friendship between his father, Professor Zhao, and the Xu family. The engagement banquet is about to be prepared, and everyone says that they are really a beautiful couple.

While having breakfast in the hotel restaurant in the morning, Liu Yusheng heard the conversation between the two again through a bamboo roller blind.In the second year, Yun's tone was teasing: "Why do you think we are still here? I think we can just shoot the three of them." Pink Meow smiled lightly and said, "They fight with gods, and we peck at each other." After that, Both of them laughed.

Liu Yusheng and Zhao Xin looked at each other without speaking.

On the tipping list at this time, Yang Liqiu ranked first, earning more than 4 yuan more than Zhao Xin.Zhao Xin was second, Liu Yusheng was third, followed by the second year's cloud, pink meow, and fire.In this competition where the number of rewards was used to determine the outcome, Yang Liqiu had almost won the championship ahead of schedule.

"Hi everyone, I'm the host of today's seminar, just call me Xiaoli," Zhang Li said with a smile, "On behalf of all the staff of the Lansheng Literary Solitaire Contest, welcome everyone to come..."

The seminar officially started. Wu Yan was very drunk last night, and she is still not sober at this time; Zhao Xin was thinking about the old Xu's stroke last night, and Liu Yusheng was thinking about the relationship between Mr. Xu and Shidu Qianqian, and the two had their own concerns , and didn’t speak much; and the always enthusiastic and lively Pink Miaomiao and the second year’s Yun, for some reason, suddenly became taciturn.

Only Yang Liqiu, she was wearing a brown silk shirt, her well-manicured long chestnut hair hung softly on her shoulders, she rested her chin on one hand, and talked eloquently, from her worldview setting to a certain place mentioned in the article The details of European art history, the tone is gentle and funny.

Yang Liqiu took a sip of the coffee in hand, suddenly looked at Zhao Xin, and said in a warm voice, "I admire Donaldson very much. Really, the plot he designed is so wonderful, I'm ashamed of myself." Immediately afterwards, she rushed to Zhao Xin. Xin smiled. 16595.com

Zhao Xin: "Oh, thank you."

"It would be great if I had the opportunity to cooperate with Donaldson," Yang Liqiu continued, "co-write a movie with Donaldson."

Zhang Li asked suspiciously, "Hey, aren't you just co-writing a book now?"

Yang Liqiu glanced lightly at Liu Yusheng: "I mean, it's just Donaldson and I, and we'll write a book together."

Zhang Li: "..."

Zhao Xin: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Yang Liqiu smiled and waved his hands: "I just said it casually, don't be angry with the hairtail, I'm standing in the sugar bowl CP."

Liu Yusheng said embarrassingly: "No, you...uh, if we have the opportunity to cooperate, of course it will be great."

Under the table, Zhao Xin suddenly grabbed Liu Yusheng's hand, and scratched Liu Yusheng's palm with his index finger.

Liu Yusheng let him hold it.

The discussion meeting ended. At noon that day, the official Weibo of the Lansheng Literary Solitaire Competition released the first tidbit of the competition. The one-hour discussion meeting was edited into 21 minutes. Although the time was not long, it was enough to arouse the fanaticism of the fans. ——Only 10 minutes later, the tags of #十度千千口cp# and #十度千千好美# appeared on the homepage of Liu Yusheng's Weibo at the same time.

@天真圆蛋吃瓜: #十度千千好美#Where are those people who say that the photos of Shiduqianqian are high-P?Come out and watch the video?Does this color come from high P?

@太阿拍文Tweet: #十度千千好美# I don’t comment on anything else, but this beauty can really be an artist... unilaterally declares that she is the most beautiful in the original circle.

@千千の阿梦梦: #十度千千口cp# Sister, what's the matter with you!Knocking CP on the spot is okay!Hahahahahaha we are thousands of real upright! ! !

@木茶油花味糕糕: #十度千千口cp# I thought Qianqian would completely ignore those two men, but unexpectedly knocked on cp?To be honest, Qianqian is actually showing his favor to them, right?Judging from the official tidbits, the two men didn't say hello to Qianqian at all... Hey, my wife Qianqian is too gentle and kind TT I love my wife! ! !

Zhao Xin squeezed Liu Yusheng's shoulder: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing..." Liu Yusheng put down his phone and paused, "What do you think of Shidu Qianqian?"

Zhao Xin simply said: "It's not very good."

"A lot of people say that she is showing favor to us... I think it is mainly to show favor to you?"

Zhao Xin casually said, "Showing love to me is like showing love to the two of us. It means the same thing." Anyway, he and Liu Yusheng are a community, in various senses.

But Liu Yusheng couldn't help recalling the look of looking at Zhao Xin ten thousand times, that look was so bright, and for a moment, Liu Yusheng felt that he was a bit tasteful, and whispered: "I still want to cooperate with you."

Zhao Xin turned his head to look at Liu Yusheng, with a bit of surprise in his eyes, but also a faint smile.

Liu Yusheng was uncomfortable seeing him, and knew that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, so he quickly got up: "I'll go, uh, I'll go wash my face."

Zhao Xin hugged Liu Yusheng: "You know that."

Liu Yusheng: "What?"

Zhao Xin smiled: "I only co-write with you, only you."

What he said made Liu Yusheng's heart soften all of a sudden. Liu Yusheng knew his subtext: because there were only the two of them, accompanying the disabled man all the way.

Liu Yusheng leaned on Zhao Xin's shoulder, a little discouraged: "Ten degrees and thousands must be No. 1."

Zhao Xin: "According to the current situation, yes."

"Then we..."

Of course they wouldn't give up and quit the race just because they "couldn't get the first place", but Liu Yusheng couldn't help but feel frustrated. With more than 4 yuan, how could it be so easy to catch up?As an author, Liu Yusheng knows in his heart that they are not qualified to ask readers to give him a reward; but as a reader, Liu Yusheng feels that his Donaldson is worthy of the No.1.

"It doesn't matter," Zhao Xin whimpered Liu Yusheng's hair, "It doesn't matter what the number is, as long as I have a clear conscience."

"With a clear conscience..." Liu Yusheng straightened up and asked seriously, "Don't you think it's unfair? Shidu Qianqian's writing is not as good as yours, and she can get No.1 just because she has a lot of rewards. You write well So serious and so tiring, it’s only the second.”

Zhao Xin asked Liu Yusheng: "According to your thinking, there are more people who are more wronged than me, isn't it? From ancient times to the present, how many writers have been unknown for a lifetime, and how many writers are now writing rubbish. But relying on hype to become popular? Compared with them, those who write seriously but are not famous will be pissed off."

Liu Yusheng nodded: "So I don't want you...to be like them."

Zhao Xin was silent for a moment: "Actually, I'm much luckier than them. You see, at least I already have quite a few readers... Yusheng, I understand what you mean. It's okay if I can't get No.1 in this competition. It doesn’t matter if the author remains anonymous all his life, but the gain outweighs the loss, right?”

"Is... right? Maybe the painstaking efforts of writing the article and the benefits and popularity obtained, the two cannot be completely quantified, but there is always a balance, like," Liu Yusheng said in a low voice, "I just started When writing an article, an article of more than [-] words was finished, with no more than [-] comments. That feeling is really... Fortunately, this situation only lasted for a while, but some authors, they have been like this for a lifetime, maybe The situation is a little better than mine, maybe worse than me, in short, the articles they write are like being thrown into outer space, there is no feedback, not even an echo..."

"Yes, so sometimes I think, why do I keep writing?" Zhao Xin seemed to be talking to himself, "Why do I keep writing? I think, maybe, I can't restrain my desire to express... Before I Dad said to me, maybe one day, I have nothing more to say about the world, and on that day I won't write."

Liu Yusheng grabbed Zhao Xin's hand and said, "Yes... Will there be such a day? For example, Zhao Xin, for example, one day I found that those so-called 'cute spots' and 'stalks' can no longer be stimulated. I have lost my urge to write, and I have lost my urge to 'tell a story'... When that day comes, it's time to close the pen, right?"

Zhao Xin covered Liu Yusheng's with the other hand, and said slowly: "Later I realized that there may always be some people in this world who simply cannot restrain their desire to express themselves, such as those who have written about their life without being famous. For example, I," he smiled, "whether I treat the world or myself, it is impossible to achieve complete understanding or numbness. I always have dissatisfaction, doubts, or other emotions... …I couldn’t hold back, so I had to write, and I had to keep writing. I think, if writing itself is to give yourself an outlet, then there is no need to compare it with the benefits you get, right? "

After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he smiled to himself: "I'm too idealistic, anyway, what I mean is... participating in this competition, writing this, is meaningful to me, Yusheng, even if I can't get No. 1, but I'm sure I'm not wasting myself."