After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 386 Is This Kid Insinuating Again?
"Damn, I've never seen such a brazen person before, what a bunch of them."

The sound of Zou Yingde gnashing his teeth resounded in the room, which aroused the approval of all the writers who had finished watching "Ball of Suet", and they all nodded in agreement.

At this time, Luo Yuanzhou seemed much calmer, "Old Zou, don't be angry, why don't you read "Border Town" again, this is really a good article that makes you feel happy!"

"I'm not in the mood, what to watch, hmph, I didn't expect that there are such despicable and selfish groups in romantic France. I think the capitalist class just likes to betray the people."

Zou Yingde snorted and said, he was a little deep into it, and he didn't even have a good impression of France.

"Old Zou, we can't beat him to death with one shot! There are still noble people among the French people. Ball-of-Fat is a very kind and patriotic person, even though she..."

Luo Yuanzhou originally wanted to say a few words, but when he thought about how the group of "superior people" in the book treated the heroine, he couldn't say the follow-up words, and the good mood just finished watching "Border Town" was over at once. up.

The story of the novel "Ball of Fat" is very simple. It is said to be a novella, but in fact the whole novel only has more than 2 words, which is only half of "Border Town".

Ten fugitives got into the carriage, and the nine inside felt that their identities were higher than Ball-of-Fat. They let Ball-of-Fat stay in the worst position. , with a very bad attitude, insulting the heroine overtly and secretly during the discussion.

The husbands of rich wives talk about how rich they are, how much property they have in their family, how much delicious food they eat, and how much they have seen in the world in a way of looking down on the "poor people".

Little do they know that now they are fugitives just like Ball-of-Fat, and it can even be said that they are not as good as the heroine, because Ball-of-Fat fled because of resistance to the invaders. She almost killed a Prussian soldier, unlike the carriage The people inside did nothing but escape for their lives.

When they first saw this place, Luo Yuanzhou, Zou Yingde and the others only felt a little sympathy, but soon the sympathy turned into pity.

After the carriage traveled for a long time, everyone was hungry. Except for Suif Ball, no one else had enough food. Food is taken out and shared.

As the saying goes, cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-hearted, everyone's attitude towards Ball-of-Fat became friendly, and the insults in their mouths also turned into appreciation.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. They arrived at a new town, which was occupied by the Prussian army. An officer detained the carriage. He saw Ball-of-Fat, who had a beautiful face and bustier breasts than ordinary people, and made a shameless request. Just stay with him for one night and let them go.

Although Ball of Suet is engaged in a special profession, she also has her own bottom line. It is impossible for her to use her body to serve the invaders.

However, the other people in the carriage were very anxious, they all wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, so they tried their best, and even used all kinds of schemes to force Ball-of-Fat to agree, but they were all rejected by words.

Finally, an old nun thought of a way. She started brainwashing in the name of religion, and persuaded from the perspective of "God",
[As long as the intention is good, then doing anything will not offend God! 】

The power of religious belief is powerful, and in order to save everyone, Ball-of-Fat finally chose to be humiliated, and she sacrificed her body.

At this point, Zou Yingde and the others have developed respect for Suifou, and have turned into contempt for those guys who stand on the moral high ground.

The story is not over yet, and the annoying things are yet to come.

Satisfied, the Prussian officers kept their promise, and the carriage resumed its journey. However, instead of being grateful to Ball of Fat who had been tortured all night for the collective benefit, they insulted her even more.

And they ate on their own to make up for the food in the small town. No one distributed it to Suif, and some even hummed a song.
Zou Yingde didn't continue to answer Luo Yuanzhou's words. He looked at the last chapter of "Suet Ball" on the computer screen, and the words in it stirred back and forth in his heart like a knife.

[No one looks at her, no one thinks about her, she feels overwhelmed by the contempt of these reputation-loving bastards, when they sacrificed her and treated her like a dirty piece of trash Throw away]

【So she thought of her basket full of delicacies, and they ate and drank all of them clean on the first day. She made an astonishing effort to calm herself down, swallowing her sobs like a child
Mrs. Bird sneered as if winning, and then said in a low voice: "She weeps her shame."]

Finally, Zou Yingde's eyes stopped at the lyrics at the end.

【Love, patriotic and holy love, you lead and support our vengeful hand, freedom, our very precious freedom, you come to fight with your defenders! 】

He couldn't help sneering, a group of "high-class people" who sang patriotic songs deserved to eat the food given by the "lower people", stood at the commanding heights of morality and asked others to sacrifice in order to achieve their own goals. , and insult others shamelessly.

Aren't they a bunch of brazen people?

To say that they are shameless is to flatter them, and it can be said that they are not worthy of being human.

At the same time, Zou Yingde's feelings for the heroine Suet Qiu are also very complicated, including pity, admiration, and anger, but they all turned into sympathy in the end.

He now understands why the book is called "Ball of Fat". Isn't the heroine a lamb, an innocent lamb killed by mass murder.

After the anger was over, Zou Yingde did not forget the business of his coming here. He connected the computer to the printer and wanted to print out these two novels and show them to Zhu Yanlin.

While waiting for the printing, he pondered for a while, and asked Luo Yuanzhou aloud.

"Yuan Zhou, do you think "Border Town" is better, or "Suet Ball"?"

Asked by Zou Yingde, Luo Yuanzhou subconsciously compared the two novels, but found that they could not be compared. One was about "love" and "beauty", and the other was about "ugliness" and "evil". , completely polarized.

"Mr. Zou, I think they are both very good. I can't rank these two novels. However, if you want to say which one impresses me the most, I will choose "Ball of Fat". You know I am writing short stories. Yes, I like to write stories with the least number of words to impress people, and "Ball of Fat" has fewer words than "Border Town"."

After thinking for a while, Luo Yuanzhou gave the answer, but after he finished speaking, he added a self-deprecating sentence.

"Fortunately, the number of words in "Ball of Fat" exceeds 2. Otherwise, I am embarrassed to hear people say that I am the best short story writer in China right now."

What Luo Yuanzhou said made the writers sigh. It sounds like self-deprecating words, but it is not true.

The key point of "Ball of Fat" is that an innocent person was hurt, but the group of "murderers" escaped the punishment smoothly, and they still stood above the victors.

Everyone will sympathize with the weak, and while everyone is indignant, they are also moved by this story.

Of course, some people hold different opinions. Some people prefer the kindness and beauty depicted in "Border Town". After all, who would reject beauty?

As a result, the writers in the room were divided into two factions, arguing with each other, each talking about their favorite points.

Zou Yingde did not participate in the debate anymore, he went to the printer to get the printed manuscript.

Seeing this, Luo Yuanzhou came over to help with a stapler. While helping to staple the manuscript paper, he also asked curiously.

"Old Zou, which one do you like better?"

Zou Yingde didn't answer immediately, he took the manuscript in Luo Yuanzhou's hand, and said something that wasn't what he asked.

"Yuan Zhou, your record is about to be broken, how do you feel?"

"Record? Oh, you mean the last session, Mr. Zou, it's not like you don't know that my record is actually a trick."

Luo Yuanzhou smiled bitterly, he didn't know that his record was about to be broken.

However, what he said was not wrong. The four works he was selected last year were all short stories of about 1 words, and the total number of words was not much more than "Country Teacher".

"Haha, in fact, there are coincidences in everything, but the result is like fate. Records are meant to be broken. Yuan Zhou, don't be discouraged. There is still enough time, and you can create new works! That's fine, I am leaving."

Zou Yingde patted Luo Yuanzhou on the shoulder, and walked out with his scholarly steps.

"It's easy to write a new work, but it's difficult to be selected! This is not a sow giving birth to piglets. Who can produce such a high yield, and Hongwen is the wrong person cough cough."

Luo Yuanzhou lost his tongue as he spoke, but fortunately the writers were still arguing, Zou Yingde also walked to the door, and no one heard him.

"Hey, that's not right, Mr. Zou, you haven't answered my question yet."

"The answer is in what I was just saying."

Zou Yingde didn't stop at all, and replied at the door.

"The answer is in the words"

Luo Yuanzhou recalled it carefully, and suddenly realized that the sentence "accidental and inevitable" is exactly in "Border Town".

But Zou Yingde got on the elevator with the manuscript and came to the president's office.

Seeing him coming in, Zhu Yanlin got up with a smile and said, "Old Zou, you came at the right time. I'm going to have lunch. If there is no rush, let's talk while eating?"

Since taking over as president, Zhu Yanlin has been busy a lot. He now eats more regularly, which is good for his health.

"Don't worry, there's still time to watch it after dinner."

Only then did Zou Yingde realize that it was already lunch time. As soon as he put the manuscript on the table, he was about to accompany Zhu Yanlin to the cafeteria for dinner.

Zhu Yanlin saw his action of posting the manuscript, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and asked a casual question.

"Why, I really found a good manuscript, who wrote it? What type?"

What Zou Yingde said next made him no longer in the mood to eat.

"President, these are two novels written by Tianhong's child. One is called "Border Town", which describes the customs and pure love of human nature, language aesthetics. The other is called "Suet Ball", which is a western background. Novels, about the ugliness of human nature, satirical"

"Well, President, didn't you say you were going to eat, why did you sit down again?"

"Oh, I'm not very hungry all of a sudden, old Zou, you go first."

Zhu Yanlin said so, but picked up the manuscript honestly.

"President, how about I bring you a copy for dinner?"

How can Zou Yingde not know Zhu Yanlin's thoughts, even though this is a great writer, but he is also the one who can't walk when he sees a good article.

"Okay, then it's troublesome, it's still the third one, by the way, bring more tomato and egg drop soup, and the door will bring it for me."

Zou Yingde: "."

After the door was closed, Zhu Yanlin said to himself, "I'd like to see what articles you have suffocated in the past two years. At the beginning of the year, you gave me sloppy eyes, the ugliness of human nature, and satire."

The first thing he chose to watch was Ball-of-Fat.

More than half an hour later, Zou Yingde returned with the packed meals, knocked on the door, and waited for more than ten seconds before hearing a dull voice "please come in" from inside.

Pushing open the door, Zou Yingde found that Zhu Yanlin's eyebrows were twisted together, his eyes were fixed on the manuscript paper in his hand like a knife, his mouth was slightly split, and the exposed teeth seemed to be able to eat people.
In short, it seems that this person is in a bad mood now, and Zou Yingde knows that Zhu Yanlin is watching "Suet Ball", but he is very puzzled. With the gully in this chest and the city, it shouldn't be like this!
You must know that Zhu Yanlin is very good at writing about philosophy and human nature. There is a work under his name that is even more "ugly" than "Suet Ball".

"President, the meal is here, how about you eat first?"

"Eat? Hehe, how can I still be in the mood to eat now, Lao Zou, have you read "Suet Ball"?"

Zhu Yanlin didn't even look at the lunch box, and asked directly.

"I've seen it."

"Oh? Then tell me what you think."

"The novel is well written. It describes the selfishness and hypocrisy of the upper class of the bourgeoisie at that time, promotes the patriotic spirit of the lower class people represented by "Ball of Suif", and praises them for safeguarding the interests of the nation."

This time Zou Yingde's answer is very formal, trying to tell the theme and artistic value of this novel.

However, his answer was fine. Unfortunately, that was not what Zhu Yanlin wanted to hear. To be precise, he got off topic.

"Is that all?"

"Well, there is also a very delicate description of human nature and psychology in the novel, which has rich ideological connotations and practical significance."

"Old Zou, that's not what I want to ask, don't you see anything else? Why did this kid create the character image of Suifou, and put a group of people beside her, um, a group of selfish, ugly people?" People who eat pictures, hum!"

Zhu Yanlin stopped Zou Yingde, gave a reminder, and when he said the last sentence, he snorted very angrily.

"Why do you want to shape it, why put a group of selfish people around her, uh, president, this is not to set up two identities for good and evil, beauty and ugliness for comparison, so it is more effective."

Zou Yingde looked at Zhu Yanlin's darker and darker face, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

Isn't it these?What else can there be?
"Old Zou, have you forgotten that the boy asked us at the beginning of the year if we could include online novels in the collection activities?"

"I didn't forget, didn't you refuse it! Tianhong was quite disappointed at the time."

"Then what did you say next?"

"Follow-up. I joked that if you write "Diary of a Madman" again, I'm not sure. President, you mean this kid is insinuating again?"

Zou Yingde finally connected the two things, and addressed Chen Tianhong as "that kid."

But he still doesn't quite understand, because he really doesn't see how "Ball of Suif" is insinuated.

Under such a situation, Zou Yingde couldn't help but think of the feeling of reading comprehension when he was a child when he was taking exams in school.

　Thanks to Jianfeng 99, Dazhu for reading books, and Sky City QvQ for their monthly support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)