Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 178 Li Zongwu: A model of Bingwen and Heixue!

"Those are two questions."

Bao Guowei's thoughts were not confused.

He slowly placed a teacup on the table, filled it with amber tea, pointed at the teacup and said.

"Conforming to public opinion is the general trend of the world and is the pillar of national prosperity!"

"Improve people's livelihood, hide wealth among the people, and let most Chinese people stand up, live, and open their eyes."

"Clap!"

Bao Guowei placed another teacup side by side on the table, making a crisp banging sound, and continued to fill it with tea.

"Resisting foreign enemies outside the country and promoting China's national prestige is the road to prosperity!"

But I heard the other party say with regret: "Bingwen has outstanding talent, but he still lacks a lot of experience."

"Hey! Master, let me tell you, my flying knife has a background."

"There is an emperor guarding the country, and the king dies in the country. This is the soul of the country. Without the soul of the country, nothing can be said."

"If you dare to break your skin externally and cultivate economics and technology internally, you can achieve great things!"

Bao Guowei smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "That's wrong, Bao Guowei is not a Qilin son. Bao Guowei is just an ordinary Chinese who wants to do his part for this."

Afterwards, Bao Guowei finally placed his tea bowl in another corner, with the three cups forming a triangle.

The only problem is that you don't stand with me.

"Fuck me, I can give you whatever you want!"

Finally, throw your head back and laugh.

"Hehe! It's just like what you said, Master Bao. There is no danger, and the flying knife in my crotch is useless after all!"

"Bingwen, I invite you here today not only to talk about the general trend of the world, but also to help you cultivate you."

The scene was torn apart by Cao Yanhai's hearty voice.

In March and April in the Jiangnan water town, continuous rain is the norm here.

"It's a pity that Qilinzi here has gone astray."

This is obvious. Bao Guowei said it beautifully, but in my opinion, it is still too childish.

He applauded immediately, his face was full of surprise, and he praised repeatedly.

"As expected of you, Bao Bingwen, you and I used the allusion about green plums boiling wine to discuss heroes, and you actually gave me Bao Bingwen's version of Longzhong Dui?"

Especially when imagining the death of a certain boss in the Xinxin Hotel with the knife in his crotch, the scene brings an indescribable sense of joy.

It’s very obvious what you said, Bao Guowei, you said it very well, your literary talent is outstanding enough, and your vision is broad enough.

Seeing that the other party wanted to continue talking, Bao Guowei reluctantly threatened: "Don't mention this flying knife in your crotch in front of me from now on, otherwise your monthly salary will be reduced and you will not be able to go to Gongchen Bridge."

"Young man, if you follow me, you will have a bright future!"

"Are you coming, kid? If you don't come, I will kill you with one shot!"

"Don't! Don't!"

The bald head is just different. Others will say something when trying to win over others.

It was the mournful cry of ancient stone slabs being ruthlessly crushed by modern cars.

The car drove on the bluestone pavement, and the rubber tires rolled across the gaps between the stone slabs, making crunching sounds from time to time.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"It's really interesting! It's really interesting!"

"The first is to comply with public opinion, the second is to resist foreign enemies, and the third is to unite all forces that can be united. The three form a tripartite trend."

Bao Guowei ignored him and just explained to himself.

And he said he wanted to train you?

When we left Xinxin Hotel, it started to rain, which is very common in Hangzhou in April.

The bald man pretended not to hear, and changed the subject.

The bald face froze for a moment.

His smile faded and he sighed.

Perhaps this is the difference this era has brought to people.

I don’t know why, but Bao Guowei always found it a bit funny when Cao Yanhai mentioned flying knives in his crotch.

After hearing what the other party said, Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment.

After hearing this, Bao Guowei already knew the result. The conversation between him and the other party ended in vain.

This time it hit Cao Yanhai's weakness, and he immediately begged for mercy.

The other party will not change anything because of this. He is who he is after all, and history will eventually proceed according to its original trajectory.

Gentlemen in suits and ties sat in cars, passing by women wearing cheongsam holding red oil-paper umbrellas.

He took a book next to him and pointed at the cups one by one, like he was ordering troops on the battlefield, and said with a strong voice.

"You are my personal master! I will definitely listen to you."

Bao Guowei was able to be quiet for a while.

But not long after, Cao Yanhai continued to ask questions.

"Master, how did you deal with that bald guy? It doesn't look like he's easy to fool?"

"Bald is an extremely conceited person. Even when he recruits people, he feels a bit like giving away money." Bao Guowei commented.

"I just stick to my principles. Before Mr. Taiyan went to Suzhou, he repeatedly told me not to be too greedy. Literature is my most important goal."

Cao Yanhai nodded and said: "Master Bao's words make sense. I am only specialized in martial arts. Anything else is just to help improve martial arts."

Bao Guowei recalled: "The bald man also said that he could help me spread my works and increase my influence, but this work needed to be discussed with him. But I asked him, hadn't my works been on the government's blacklist for a long time? Mr. Chang Why mention any support?"

The two people pushed and pulled each other back and forth, but in the end the attempt to win over Bao Guowei came to nothing.

The bald man mentioned funding money again.

Bao Guowei mentioned that he had money and could make arrangements for studying abroad by himself.

Baldhead asked him what he wanted.

Bao Guowei told him that peace and prosperity for the country is what he wants.

In fact, Bao Guowei really has things he wants. For example, he really wants to return to his later generations to play games. Of course, this is something that a bald man cannot do at all.

Cao Yanhai listened to the back and forth between the two people and felt that he was about to grow a brain in an instant. He covered his head and said.

"Master, please stop talking. I have a headache. You just mentioned that you have gained something this time. What is this gain?"

Mentioning the harvest, Bao Guowei showed a cheerful smile on his face.

During the conversation, Bao Guowei advised bald heads to open up their voices and reduce control over books, newspapers and periodicals.

You must know that in this era, the national government has a blocking attitude towards most works that reveal reality and other related themes. In fact, there is no legal basis for them so far. Historically, the Publication Law was promulgated at the end of this year.

Obviously, affected by this sports meeting and Bao Guowei's overseas fame, Baldhead's control over this aspect has been loosened.

He proposed that Bao Guowei's works would be promoted, and publications from all parties would also be much more relaxed.

As for whether the bald head's promise is true or not, at least for a period of time, the control of written media such as books, newspapers and periodicals can be relaxed for once. Nodding, Cao Yanhai continued to ask: "Master, what should we do next?"

Bao Guowei smiled and hit the other party on the head with the book in his hand. His green face looked like a young gentleman.

"Go and practice harder. Don't be arrogant or confident."

"And I went back to writing The Godfather and Guns, Germs, and Steel!"

southwest.

Chongqing is also known as the mountain city.

The Xia, Shang and Ba kingdoms established their capital here, hence the name Bashu.

Bashu is a land of outstanding people, with mountains, basins, delicious food, and talented people.

Fushun County is the leader among them. In the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, talented people here could be packed in baskets. In the local chronicles of the Qing Dynasty, they were all called Fushun talented people.

Today, in a small restaurant in Yucheng City, a thin and slender old man wearing a long gown raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"Boss! Get me another bowl of dandan noodles!"

The boss, with a big white scarf on his shoulders, came to the old man and bowed and said.

"Mr. Li Zongwu, you have eaten three bowls of noodles now. Can you still eat another bowl?"

Li Zongwu is a regular customer here, so the boss naturally knows his name.

This gentleman holds the position of education editor in the city. Compared with other arrogant gentlemen, Li Zongwu is naturally much kinder.

I heard that this gentleman is very talented but also has a weird temper.

Usually the boss doesn't notice it and just thinks that others are making excuses, but today he has become more knowledgeable.

Where are the Bashu people who ate three bowls of dandan noodles in one go in the morning and want to eat another bowl?

"Hiccup~"

Li Zongwu burped, but his eyes still looked unfinished, and he raised his head and said dissatisfiedly.

"You're the boss, if you stand up to me when the employer asks you to stand up, I'll still lose your money, right?"

The boss kept smiling, rubbed his hands and said, "Sir, don't be angry. Aren't I afraid that you'll have a bad stomach? If you want me to, I'll get you off right now!"

"Hiccup~"

Li Zongwu burped again and pointed to the table.

There is a dazzling array of old and new newspapers and periodicals, as well as two publications.

"Look here."

"?" The boss was a little confused by what he said.

Li Zongwu then explained with a smile: "You see, these books and articles of mine are all written by Bao Bingwen. I was so happy that I wanted to eat a bite of Dandan noodles. After reading half of it, I had already eaten three bowls of Dandan noodles. Now that the noodles are ready, you still have to give me three bowls of dandan noodles before I can continue to watch them happily!"

The boss's mouth was wide open. If the man in front of him hadn't been a government official, he would have cursed the other person for having a brain disease.

However, if you don't make money, you won't make it in vain. The boss got angry and immediately went to the back kitchen and served three bowls of dandan noodles to him.

Although I knew that Li Zongwu was not annoyed, he said with emotion: "Well done! Well done! I happened to read the "Discourse on Plague Investigation" that was just released, and I also read half of this book "Alive", and put it on the Final taste!”

The boss and the waiters observed Li Zongwu at the counter and found that ordinary people would feel sick after eating so many noodles.

But this guy didn't change his expression at all. Instead, he read these few articles with gusto.

The waiter next to him said as if he had seen a ghost: "Master, would you like to invite a doctor to come over? I'm afraid something will happen to this gentleman."

It's not that the clerk is kind, but if something happens to this gentleman in the store, they will inevitably be implicated in the consequences.

The boss curled his lips and shook his head and said: "I think it is better to invite a goddess to come, maybe we can cure his disease."

But Li Zongwu didn't care at all about the strange looks from others. He looked at each piece one after another, as if he was seeing a treasure.

When he saw the article "Discourse on Plague Investigation", Li Zongwu had little research on biology, but he could understand its importance from reports from various countries.

"Chuck!"

Li Zongwu took a mouthful of noodles and said with admiration.

"This Bao Bingwen should really study science. He probably isn't thick-skinned or dark-minded enough. He just sticks to literature."

When he saw the report that Bao Guowei angrily denounced representatives from various countries, Li Zongwu took a big sip of soup and almost choked, but he still spoke loudly.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"No, no! Bao Bingwen is a model of evil-hearted and thick-faced people! China is so lucky to have such a talent!"

Then I saw the Japanese representative kneeling in front of Bao Guowei, with a look of horror on his face.

"Hahahaha!"

Li Zongwu laughed heartily, startling everyone around him.

"It's so exciting! Are Japanese pirates like this today?"

"In this situation, I will give you a big mouthful!"

"Chiliu! Chiliu!"

As he spoke, he swept away all the noodles at the bottom of the bowl.

At the end, he saw the latest reports, which were obviously deliberately promoted by the government.

"Articles carry the Tao and promote the prestige of China!" 》

It turned out to be a photo of Chang Kaishen and Bao Guowei. The two were holding hands, and Chang Kaishen's face was obviously very happy.

Bao Guowei's expression remained unchanged, remaining reserved.

Let's look at the content of the article again. It tells about Bao Guowei's deeds in leading Hangzhou students to fight against the plague, and how he led Zhicheng Middle School to victory.

The most important thing is that he made foreigners understand that Chinese people are not the sick men of East Asia!

They have blood, they have ability, and they also have literary talent.

It’s just that I took a lot of detours and started a little late.

After thinking for a while, Li Zongwu thought, how could Bao Guowei achieve these achievements?

How can these foreigners be defeated and yet escape unscathed?

How can we make Baldhead, an old fox, willingly support him?

No matter how you think about it, everything is inseparable from Houheixue!

Eighteen years ago, my thick black science was born, and today, eighteen years later, everything seems to be confirmed in this southern boy.

Pictures began to appear in Li Zongwu's head, in which Bao Guowei was thick-skinned and sinister in order to achieve his goal.

As well as targeting the interests of all parties, interspersed with vertical and horizontal connections, everything is confirmed by his own thick and black knowledge!

Thinking of this, Li Zongwu became more and more excited.

He immediately stood up and climbed onto the table excitedly. Before the bosses could stop him, he stood on the table and shouted loudly.

"I'm going to Jiangnan! I'm going to Hangzhou! I'm going to have a good talk with Bao Bingwen about this thick and black science!"

The diners frowned and stayed away from Li Zongwu, pointing at him and casting strange looks at him.

"Is this man a lunatic?"

"Harm! Don't you even know him? He's the famous Li Zongwu in the city who pretends to be crazy and pretends to be crazy. He used to be named Zongru, but now his name is Zongwu!"

(End of this chapter)