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Chapter 156, Kill like crazy! Explosive! (Subscribe please!)
In the past four days, "Cultural Journey" has been selling like crazy!

Once it was released, major media outlets swarmed in like sharks smelling blood and reported on it one after another.

This is the writer December's latest masterpiece after half a year. It is worth reporting just for the gimmick, and it must be published at the beginning of Page A, which is the most important position!
Because, it is said that everyone who has seen it has praised it highly and it has a very good reputation. How can the media not come over to get a piece of this feast?
For example: The news title of China Youth Daily: "Cultural Journey", another classic of the writer in December!

Renx Daily: After reading "Cultural Journey", I enjoyed a literary feast!
Guangx Daily: "Cultural Journey", a cultural pursuit that goes deep into the bone marrow!

Shanghai Xinmin Evening News: "To Live" is a classic, "Cultural Journey" is a myth!
The headlines of reports in the mainstream domestic media are so praiseworthy, and the local newspapers in the following provinces and cities are even more explicit.

For example, Beijing Daily: "Cultural Journey", the pinnacle of prose!

For example, the Shonan Daily: Two classics in one year, literary giants create new glories!
Beijing.

In the evening, when Chen Gaoyuan returned home, he handed the latest issue of Harvest to his wife Zhong Lan, sat down to drink some tea and said, "Lan Lan, take a look."

"What are you looking at?"

"Li Heng has published a new book."

Zhong Lan ignored him and continued working.

Seeing this, Chen Gaoyuan said: "The new book is "Cultural Journey", which has a great influence and received good response. I was busy with work and didn't know about it at first. It was only after a friend strongly recommended it to me that I knew Li Heng had published a new book."

Zhong Lan was unconvinced and asked, "Which friend?"

Chen Gaoyuan smiled bitterly: "Zhao Ming, you know him, as the editor-in-chief of People's Literature, he has always been very frugal with words and rarely publicly evaluates his peers, but this time he gave an extremely high evaluation."

Zhong Lan naturally knew what kind of person Zhao Ming was and how talented he was. Hearing this, she stopped what she was doing and asked reluctantly, "How do you evaluate him?"

Chen Gaoyuan picked up the newly bought People's Daily and handed it to her: "He said: Chinese prose, after Zhu Ziqing and Qian Zhongshu, came out in December."

"Such a high evaluation?" As a senior intellectual who had attended university, Zhong Lan instantly understood the value of these words, so he seemed particularly surprised.

Although she felt a little uneasy, Zhong Lan's curiosity was completely aroused. After hesitating for a while, she finally washed her hands and picked up the "Harvest" magazine on the table.

When you open it, you'll see "Cultural Journey".

There is even a small preface by Mr. Ba at the beginning: Hunan and Chu are full of beauty, and people have their own spirit. Writer December once again awakened the dignity of prose established by the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties, and he recast the soul of the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties to think about the world.

Zhong Lan blankly read Mr. Ba's preface three times, frowned, and couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Mr. Ba, aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation?"

Chen Gaoyuan laughed and shook his head, "You still have a knot in your heart. Since Mr. Ba dared to write the preface, there must be a reason."

Seeing her husband constantly defending the little thing, Zhong Lan curled her lips, said nothing, gathered her thoughts, and started reading again.

As soon as she read it, she was poisoned and immersed in it. She suddenly lost track of time and place and didn't know what year she was in.

Chen Gaoyuan slowly drank a cup of tea, looked at his wife with a smile, then got up and went to Old Man Chen.

Chen Xiaomi was there too, along with her second sister Chen Xiaohong and her husband Sun Desheng.

Just after reading the "Harvest" magazine brought by his youngest daughter, Mr. Chen reached out and touched the pages, and said with emotion: "There are many talented people in Hunan and Chu, and they are all very smart. Good! Good! Well deserved! Li Heng deserves it. I haven't been back to my hometown for more than half a year. I don't know if your mother is used to it there."

Seeing their father's unusual sentimentality, Chen Xiaomi and her second sister Chen Xiaohong looked at each other and asked, "Dad, how about I go back to my hometown and sweep the weeds off Mom's grave?"

Mr. Chen stared at the last line of "Cultural Journey" for a long time without saying anything. After a while, he asked, "How did he write such an article?"

Hearing this, Chen Gaoyuan, Chen Xiaohong and Sun Desheng all looked at Chen Xiaomi. Chen Xiaomi is an editor at People's Literature and an insider in the industry, so she is more well-informed.

Chen Xiaomi said: "According to a friend from Harvest magazine, in order to write Cultural Journey, Li Heng went to Dunhuang, Gansu, and then to Shudu and the Three Gorges after leaving Beijing last time. He traveled to most of China, and wrote a chapter on the spot every time he visited a scenic spot.

I heard that because of this matter, the editor-in-chief and editor of "Harvest" magazine personally went to Dongting Lake to meet Li Heng. After returning, they withdrew the two short stories that were originally scheduled to be published.

It is said that at first some editors were upset about this matter, but after reading "Cultural Journey", they all turned around and comforted their writers.

As soon as these words were spoken, the room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, Sun Desheng couldn't help but agree: "Wow, what a talent!"

Mr. Chen glanced at his second son-in-law, then looked at his son, "How is Zijin doing in school?"

Chen Gaoyuan replied: "Very good, I went to school to see her this morning, Zijin is very satisfied with Renmin University."

Mr. Chen's eyelids drooped, and his fingers tapped the tabletop lightly and rhythmically.

As the sound of knocking on the table was heard, the room suddenly became a little depressing.

Chen Xiaohong asked: "Dad, you don't want Zijin to transfer to Fudan University, do you?"

Chen Gaoyuan was stunned!
Sun Desheng and Chen Xiaomi were stunned!
Ignoring his daughter's question, Mr. Chen continued to tap for a while, then suddenly stopped and asked his son, "Did Zhong Lan see it?"

Chen Gaoyuan said: "I'm watching now."

Old Master Chen waved his hand and said, "You guys go out and help with the cooking. Xiaomi stays."

Chen Gaoyuan, Chen Xiaohong and Sun Desheng looked at each other for a few seconds, then stood up and left.

When the footsteps outside the door faded away, Chen Xiaomi finally couldn't help asking: "Dad, you don't really want to transfer Zijin to Fudan University? That would be good for Zijin, but it would be bad for the reputation of our Chen family..."

Mr. Chen coughed.

Chen Xiaomi shut up immediately, she realized she had misunderstood.

Old Master Chen said in a low voice, "Li Heng failed the college entrance examination, missing Peking University by one point. Because of the Chen family's past harshness towards him, I wanted to ask about this matter, but my old buddy at Peking University told me that Li Heng didn't want to come to Peking University."

"Ah? Dad, why didn't you tell us about this?" Chen Xiaomi was very surprised.

Mr. Chen said, "This is not an upright thing."

Chen Xiaomi asked again: "Zi Jin is in the capital, why doesn't Li Heng want to come? Is there a conflict between the two? Or does he not want to be too close to our family?"

Old Master Chen thought about Xiao Xu and said, "There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary. It's not that simple. Go and find out what Zi Jin is saying. Also, take Shao..."

He paused halfway through his speech and said, "Forget it, Zijin will have military training tomorrow, you go see her on my behalf."

Even though Chen Xiaomi had doubts, she still got up and left.

Shao City, Teachers College.

Because Li Heng was pursuing his daughter tirelessly, Song Shi and Jiang Yue paid more attention to what Li Heng did. When they learned that "Cultural Journey" was published, they bought "Harvest" magazine to read it as soon as possible.

After reading it carefully, Jiang Yue asked, "Old Song, what do you think?"

Song Shi pondered and said, "These prose collections are full of cultural charm. The words are clean, beautiful, and fluent. At the same time, they reflect the love and understanding of Chinese cultural emotions. The rich cultural heritage is revealed between the lines. It is so rare."

Jiang Yue pointed to the newspapers on the coffee table and said, "You are praising him just like them."

Song Shi smiled and said, "Seek truth from facts."

Jiang Yue had mixed feelings: "How could such a person fail to get into Peking University?"

Song Shi tilted his head, "Aren't you against him getting too close to his daughter?"

Jiang Yue said: "I objected because he was a little fickle in his relationship and was not a good match for Yu Bao. I did not deny his ability."

As he was talking, Jiang Yue took out the Xiangnan Daily and Shaoyang Daily and sighed, "Look, these media have regarded him as our Xiangnan's business card. I didn't expect that a person who couldn't eat or wear well a year ago and was despised by the Chen family would end up like this now."

Song Shi watched Li Heng change day by day, and was deeply touched by this: "Who says it's not true? This person really lives up to the old saying, 30 years in the east, 30 years in the west. A strong person only needs an opportunity."

Jiang Yue hesitated and asked, "Do you think he will still pester Yubao?"

Song Shi nodded and shook his head: "You know better than me. But I think it's better not to interfere too much at this stage. They are at the most rebellious age. The more you interfere, the easier it is for them to go in the opposite direction. Li Heng is now in Shanghai, so far away from his daughter, it's not easy to contact him.

Besides, Shanghai is a big place, and no one can predict what will happen in the future." Jiang Yue understood her husband's underlying meaning, and when she thought about her daughter's deliberate attempts to keep a distance from Li Heng, her worries were immediately alleviated.

It’s not that she doesn’t admire Li Heng, they can just be acquaintances or friends.

As a woman and a mother, she instinctively felt that being a son-in-law was not a blessing.

Shaoxing No.1 Middle School.

In an office, a group of old partners were gathering together to take over a new shift.

Seeing Wang Runwen smiling at the newspaper, teacher Wang Qi beside him couldn't help asking, "Runwen, did you find a treasure or something? You look so happy just reading a newspaper. We have known each other for so many years, but I have never seen you smile like this."

Wang Runwen used the tips of his fingers to push down his glasses. "Really? Didn't I smile the whole time when I saw you?"

Teacher Yang shook his head and said, "It's different, it's really different. In the past, you were smiling but not really smiling, just like when we meet our leaders, you were mostly perfunctory. Today, you are speaking from the heart. Tell me, did you associate the newspaper with any happy events?"

Wang Runwen put down the newspaper: "Nothing, I'm just in a particularly good mood today."

Teacher Luo reached out for the newspaper, scanned the news that Wang Runwen had just read, and exclaimed, "Incredible! Such a person has emerged in our Shao City."

The math teacher, who always spoke the least, said, "These past two days the newspapers have been full of news about the writer's December, but I don't know what he really looks like."

At this time, Principal Sun came over from the office and poked his head in, "You guys are just sitting there chatting. Let's go find a place outside and have a drink while chatting."

Teacher Yang asked: "Leader, are you treating me? I will go if you treat me."

Principal Sun put his hands behind his back and said, "Come on."

Hearing this, everyone filed out.

Wang Runwen smiled and asked, "Principal, have you made a fortune?"

Hearing this, Principal Sun looked back at Wang Runwen and said meaningfully, "I just read "The Cultural Journey" and I am both happy and sad, so I came to have a drink with you."

Teacher Luo asked in confusion: "Didn't you spend two months arguing with someone in the newspaper about the writer December? Why are you still sad?"

Principal Sun sighed in frustration: "Hey, this is what makes me sad. He was right under my nose, but I didn't recognize him."

As a supporter of December, Teacher Wang Qi stiffened his neck and asked: "Under your nose? Who?"

Principal Sun poked secretly: "Ask Runwen and see if she is willing to tell you."

Everyone turned their heads in unison and stared at the English teacher.

Seeing everyone so curious, Wang Runwen felt inexplicably proud and said, "This is a serious matter. I have to ask him."

Wang Qi lost his voice: "You really know?"

Wang Runwen smiled but said nothing.

It was the first time for Wang Qi to be so close to his idol. He was a little unwilling to give up. "Runwen, it's not good for you to eat alone. This is our seventh year as a partner. I have always spoken highly of you."

Wang Runwen was unmoved. "I'll ask him."

Hearing the growing tension, Principal Sun in front waved his hand and said, "Old Wang, Runwen is indeed in trouble. Let her ask. Maybe that important person will be kind, haha."

When his wife came back from Shanghai and told him that Li Heng was the writer December, Principal Sun was angry and amused. Of course, he was more happy.

He even thought about it. When Li Heng was willing to reveal his identity in the future, he would use Li Heng as a golden signboard for recruiting students and post little red papers in all the counties and towns below.

Shanghai Stock Exchange.

"Some people release their lives to the vast earth, sky, distant mountains and seas. Among contemporary prose writers, December is a cultural traveler. He walks out of his study and searches for the millennium-old culture of mankind while walking. He integrates modernity and tradition with prose. His "Cultural Journey" has brought Chinese prose to a new height. He is undoubtedly a great master of contemporary Chinese literature."

The above is a review published in the Zhongnian Qingnian Daily, and the commentator is Mr. Yan Jiayan, a leading figure in the study of modern Chinese literature.

"A Cultural Journey" shocked the Chinese literary world with just six chapters at the beginning, and countless bigwigs published their comments after reading it.

According to media statistics, in just four days, the number of reviews about the writer December and "Cultural Journey" published in major domestic newspapers reached more than 4.

What kind of phenomenon is this?

Following "To Live", Li Heng and his new work are popular again!

After quietly reading Mr. Yan Jiayan's comments, Yu Shuheng put down the newspaper.

She couldn't help thinking: Born in the countryside, he became famous with one book in half a year and established his position in the literary world; and he was promoted to a literary giant in another half a year, and in the meantime he changed his pen name and wrote "The Stubborn Masters". Li Heng's experience is truly legendary.

Just as Yu Shuheng was sipping her tea, the landline phone in front of her rang. When she picked it up, she heard Wang Runwen's voice on the other end.

"Shuheng?"

"Yeah, it's me. I knew you would call. I've been waiting."

Wang Runwen smiled and asked, "Is your calculation so accurate?"

Yu Shuheng turned the teacup in her hand and asked, "What do you think?"

Wang Runwen shook his long hair and said, "I called you because I was drunk."

Yu Shuheng said meaningfully: "He is very popular now, and it has nothing to do with your drinking."

Wang Runwen was silent for a long time and changed the subject: "Have you seen him?"

Yu Shuheng said: "We haven't met formally, but I have news to tell you."

Wang Runwen asked: "What news?"

Yu Shuheng sipped her tea: "There is a woman who is obsessed with him."

Wang Runwen sneered: "Women? There are many women obsessed with him, and there are also many women obsessed with him."

Yu Shuheng said quietly, "This is different. She drives a Mercedes-Benz, is a professor at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, is a Peking Opera performer, and is also a literary critic. Most importantly, she comes from a well-off family."

Wang Runwen frowned, "So powerful, it must be very big, right?"

Yu Shuheng said: "It is indeed older than you."

Wang Runwen crossed his legs and said, "If you continue like this, I'll hang up."

Yu Shuheng said, "Hang up."

Wang Runwen was furious and asked after a while: "Is the other party's family conditions better than yours?"

Yu Shuheng did not answer directly, but said: "How about I help you transfer to Shanghai to teach?"

Wang Runwen refused bluntly: "No!"

Just then, there was a noise at the door, and Yu Shuheng said, "I have something to do. I'll hang up first. You should write to me in the future. That way, you will be the real you."

He hung up as soon as he said so. There was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone, and Wang Runwen felt inexplicably irritated.

Ps: I just checked and found that I have updated more than 238200 words this month, which is about 8000 words per day. The update is pretty good. Unfortunately, my body is always weak and I can't stay up late to write, otherwise I could write more.

Next month I will try to work harder on this basis. Thank you all for your subscriptions and monthly ticket support in September. I bow my head in gratitude!
Although the average subscription has not increased for 40 days, March's mentality is still good. I feel that all the groundwork has been laid, and there is a lot to be done in the future. I am very interested in finishing the story I want to tell.

Well, let me just say this. Unless the comments involve personal attacks or slander against me in a sarcastic manner, I will generally not delete them. However, many of them are swallowed up by the system after the content is modified, and I can't control that.

Uh, let me say one more thing, this is a harem story, don’t have any fantasies about me being the only female protagonist.

(End of this chapter)