Chapter five hundred and fiftieth seventh day results
"Dalang, what do you think of this book? Can it compare with your story?"
On the sixth floor of Wangyue Building, Gao Chong finished reading the two manuscripts that the boy brought later, and then looked at the figure in front of the desk with a heavy gaze, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
Gao Chong was not a calligrapher, nor did he like reading. He liked to play chess, so he could only have a rough idea of the quality of a storybook, but it was not as good as Gao Wentian, the eldest son of the Gao family.
And this is Gao Wentian's battlefield after all, so he has to ask the other party's opinion first and decide how to deal with it later.
Before Gao Wentian could say anything, Gao Jin disdainfully threw the manuscripts with the words "Zhu Xian" in his hand on the ground, and said coldly: "Humph, what are these written about? What's the matter of 'cultivation'?"
"Refining the Way', I can't even understand it. How can a story like his be compared with my elder brother's story?"
Gao Chong glanced at the former coldly, and then said: "Shut up, idiot. You can slander your opponent, but you can't underestimate his ability. Since the opponent can be on the rookie list, his writing ability must be obvious to all.
Yes, do you think that others can’t see the other person’s depth like you do? It’s precisely because you despise your opponent so much that you made mistakes again and again in previous contacts with the opponent. Could it be that
Are you going to make the same mistake now?!"
After being reprimanded by Gao Chong, Gao Jin immediately became more honest and quickly lowered his head and said: "I'm sorry, dad, I know I was wrong. But, I still don't think this guy can be my elder brother's opponent!"
Gao Wentian was not disturbed by the quarrel between the two. He kept looking down at Su Ping'an's story, and read it over and over again. He read just a few pages of the manuscript five or six times.
Then he raised his head and said, "Interesting, really interesting."
"Um???"
Hearing his eldest brother say such ambiguous words as soon as he opened his mouth, Gao Jin had a question mark on his forehead, not knowing what he meant.
But before he could ask, Gao Wentian continued: "This 'Su Sheng Xiao Meng' is really quite capable, and it's not in vain for me to take over this bet and compete with him. I saw it before
From his several stories, I guessed that this person, like me, had new ideas for stories, and now it turns out that he was right."
Hearing his son's words, which seemed to express his admiration for this 'Susui's Little Dream', Gao Chong couldn't help but frown slightly, and then said: "Da Lang, you mean to say that this story written by Su Pingan is very good?
"
The corner of Gao Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes were full of excitement, and he felt a sense of excitement as if a top master had finally met his opponent. He said, "It's too good to say that it's very good. After all, I just wrote a few pages of the story. But the opponent
But he does have a set of ideas for building a new world.
And I have read several of his books before and found that almost every story of his is a new world, especially when I read his "Wandering Blue Star", although there were some settings that I didn't understand, but I did
I was shocked by his exaggerated idea.
This man's ideas are wild and eclectic, somewhat similar to mine, but in some aspects I don't understand many of his ideas.
But it doesn’t matter. The reason why I agreed to this competition this time is that, apart from the fact that I am the eldest son of the Gao family and must consider the reputation of the Gao family, the most important reason is to find an opponent who can stimulate me. After all, I
Now that I am Wenzong, if I want to continue to make breakthroughs and advance my cultivation further, in addition to writing a good story, I also need a good opponent to give me more stimulation and ideas.
Just in time, this person appears!"
Gao Wentian looked down at the "Zhu Xian" manuscript in his hand, and the smile on his face grew stronger the more he looked at it. It was obvious that he now regarded Su Ping'an as his "whetstone", someone who could give him stimulation and motivation.
An assistant that helps you become stronger.
As for winning or losing...he has never worried about this, because he never thinks he will lose!
After hearing what he said, Gao Chong's face looked gloomy and uncertain; Gao Jin felt a little depressed because he was a little unhappy with Gao Wentian's previous words.
Why did he agree to this competition, other than for the reputation of the Gao family...
The meaning of this sentence is that he agreed to this competition not for the sake of his younger brother Gao Jin at all, but because he is the son of the Gao family. If the Gao family loses, his reputation will also be damaged.
Is that why he had to come forward?!
What's even more outrageous is that this is not even the main reason for his action. Taking action for the Gao family is just a way of doing it. What others value more is whether the opponent can give him enough motivation?!
This made Gao Jin feel that he was despised by Gao Wentian.
In Gao Wentian's eyes, the matter of his own life and death was not as important as an opportunity to improve his own strength. It was simply too cold-blooded.
Gao Jin is having an awkward moment here, but with the circulation of the manuscript of "Zhu Xian" outside, the rankings on the literary list have begun to change. "Zhu Xian" went from the last place at the beginning to a very fast speed, almost in the blink of an eye.
He rushed to second place in a short while, and after another cup of tea, he replaced the 'immortal' and climbed directly to the first place!
"Hiss... there is a new person at the top of the literary list!"
"Ah, so fast?"
"It's too scary. Is this how popular the Su family is now? It's not even inferior to the great Confucian scholar Wenzong. It's outrageous!"
"After this battle, no matter whether the Su family wins or loses, his popularity will definitely rise a lot!"
"That's right, the battle between Wenshi and Wenzong, if you win, it will definitely cause a sensation in the city of God; if you lose, it will be an honor even though you are defeated. After all, it is Wenzong, and there are several of them..."
"Don't be too happy. This is only the first day, and everyone has just started a new book. How can we judge the content in just a few pages? Now these popularity are temporary. Who can laugh at the end and continue to go on?
You’ll find out later when you look at it…”
"That's right..."
Now that both Wangyuelou and Qingfeng Restaurant have published their works on the literary list, everyone has nothing to look forward to. Moreover, the scores of the eleven books on the literary list are actually not very different.
Just because Gao Wentian and Su Pingan are the 'protagonists' of the incident and representatives of both parties, their new works will attract extra attention when they appear, and their popularity will naturally become better.
But if the stories of the two later people collapse, it would be normal for them to be surpassed by other Wenzong.
Therefore, the results on the first day were insignificant, and everyone dispersed afterwards.
At night, dozens of new works appeared on the literary list unknowingly. These new works were written by some writers who wanted to take advantage of the "battle" between Su Ping'an and Gao Wentian to attract the attention of the whole city.
When they were here, they followed the popularity, and if they accidentally reached the top of the list, then they would become the literary cultivators who had 'defeated' two famous writers, Gao Wentian and Su Sheng Xiaomeng, in one go.
He became famous in one battle!
However, until the two restaurants closed down that day, the top two spots on the literary list remained unchanged.
The first one, "Zhu Xian", was created by Su Sheng Xiaomeng, who has accumulated five silver grades in literary style and has a total audience of more than 335,000 readers.
The second "Immortal", the creator Gao Wentian, has accumulated five silver grades of literary spirit, with a total audience of more than 334,000 readers.