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Chapter 549 Western literature, I just happen to know a little bit (first update, please subscribe)
In literature, we can always beat you, right?
After all, here, in the French royal family, we are comparing Western literature.

The young man stared at Lin Xuan, thinking complacently.

Otherwise, with so many high-class people, princes and nobles, and elites from all walks of life together today, they are actually inferior to a Chinese person in every aspect. God knows how the outside world will judge them.

"Senior?"

Ye Tingyu frowned slightly, she could easily see that this young man was uneasy and kind.

The cultural differences between the East and the West are as huge as a gulf.

The poems and songs that are praised in China are simply incomprehensible to Westerners.And the poems regarded as classics by Westerners are not necessarily appreciated in China.

This is the difference caused by their respective cultural backgrounds.

Therefore, Lin Xuan has a deep knowledge of Chinese literature, but he may not even be able to get started with Western literature.

now.

The Chinese netizens who were watching the live broadcast heard the young man's words, and those who knew English immediately cursed.

"Fuck, this man is so shameless."

"Isn't that shameful? Are you a Westerner exchanging literature with Brother Xuan?"

"Do you dare to compete with Brother Xuan in writing Chinese poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings? Let's go together, and Brother Xuan will kowtow to you if you lose labor!"

"Made, why is there such a shameless person?"

"I have long heard that many Western literati are more shameless than princes and nobles, and now I have seen it."

"..."

As for the Chinese people who don't understand English, they sweat anxiously on their foreheads.

"What about the translation?"

"Someone with good intentions translate, what did the golden retriever lion king say?"

"I dont understand."

"What the hell, when will Huaxia become a world language?"

"..."

on site.

Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't respond immediately, the young man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, Master Lin Xuan. You can just watch here. After all, Eastern and Western cultures are still different, except for those of real literary masters. Works can cross cultural differences and become popular all over the world. The works of ordinary literati can only be spread in their own country.”

The young man's words seemed to give Lin Xuan a step down, but in fact they had a clear stand.

Besides the real masters of literature?
Isn't this insinuating that Lin Xuan can only do his best in his own country, but he can't do it once he goes to the West?
"Made! This man is uneasy and kind."

Ye Youlei stared, wanting to get mad.

Lin Xuan patted him lightly, his eyes became serious, and at the same time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "May I ask what your name is?"

The young man said proudly, "Aubrey."

Aubrey?
Lin Xuan's heart moved slightly. Just now he heard the guest next to him mention that this person seems to be a French romantic poet.Famous young, quite talented.But when he was talented, he also developed his aloof character.

Lin Xuan smiled: "Mr. Aubrey, may I ask if your work has spread in the world?"

Aubrey's expression instantly became embarrassing. He didn't expect Lin Xuan to refute what he said just now, but his eyes soon burst into confidence: "I am confident that within three years, my poetry will spread throughout Western Europe." .”

"right?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "You don't need to make such illusory oaths for the time being. I just happen to have some research on Western culture, and I just know a little bit of Western literature. Since you are so confident, let's exchange ideas today .”

Done.

Lin Xuan stood up and walked towards the center of the hall.

moment.

The whole place was silent.

Even Aubrey was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Lin Xuan would really agree.He came to invite Lin Xuan to participate in the literary exchange, just wanting to show off in front of Lin Xuan, so that he can act aggressively in the next time.

But now, seeing Lin Xuan walking towards the center of the field, his eyeballs almost popped out.

As for the others, they were equally stunned.

"This, what's going on?"

"Master Lin Xuan still knows literature?"

"I heard that his attainments in Chinese literature seem to be quite powerful."

"But that's Chinese literature, does it have anything to do with our Western literature?"

"Master Lin Xuan was stimulated, right?"

"The more than [-] literati invited today are all famous literary figures in France and even Western Europe."

"Lin Xuan is a little reckless. I'm afraid he will be laughed at if he goes up."

"Master Lin Xuan, don't try to be brave."

"..."

Only Ye Tingyu and Ye Youlei, the siblings, looked at Lin Xuan who was walking towards the center of the hall. There was no worry in their eyes, but calm and confidence.

No one knew Lin Xuan's ability better than the two of them. Since Lin Xuan dared to go up, he must be sure.

at last.

When Lin Xuan came across from more than [-] western literati.

Aubrey finally came back to his senses. He suppressed the shock in his heart and quickly followed: "Master Lin Xuan, do you really want to exchange literature with us?"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Can't you?"

Aubrey took a deep breath: "Of course!"

Then, a strong sharpness burst out in his eyes.

Since you, Lin Xuan, dare to challenge us, then today's dude—we're set!

At the same time, the eyes of more than [-] other Western literati at the scene also showed confidence and arrogance.All of these people are literary giants in various countries, including writers and poets... In the literary world, each of them is a well-known figure.So from their point of view, they must show Lin Xuan some color next.

Although musically, they are hard to come by.

But in terms of literature, they want Lin Xuan to feel the absolute gap between the two sides.

If they can't even compare with Lin Xuan, then they can quit the literary world.

……

This incident happened so abruptly that even Prince Charles didn't have time to react.When he knew what happened, Lin Xuan had already come to the center of the hall.

Prince Charles's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried forward, and whispered anxiously in Lin Xuan's ear regardless of loss of etiquette: "Master Lin Xuan, you are a pianist and musician, so there is no need to confront these literati?"

He knows how terrible the pen of a literati is.

These guys are much more dangerous than the media that confuses black and white, because the novels and poems they write can be recorded in history and remembered by future generations, so even though Prince Charles dislikes the arrogant and arrogant literati in front of him very much, he still has to Don't invite them to the party, don't even dare to offend these guys.After all, once a literati is unhappy and writes an article or poem exposing the ugliness of the French royal family, the consequences are much more serious than media reports.

A literati's pen is more hateful than the barrel of a gun.

This is no joke.

Seeing Prince Charles coming to remind himself, Lin Xuan felt a little warm in his heart, and he smiled slightly: "Prince Charles, don't worry, I'm just playing with them, nothing will happen."

"Ok."

Charles could only nod and backed away.

He sighed in his heart, and could only pray that Lin Xuan would not be played too hard by these literati.After all, Lin Xuan really helped their royal family just now, so he didn't want to see Lin Xuan being humiliated.

……

……

Lin Xuan turned his eyes back to Aubrey, and said with a faint smile: "Mr. Aubrey, what kind of communication method will the next literary exchange be?"

Aubrey hadn't spoken yet.

A middle-aged man with a messy beard next to him said, "Today is Princess Mary's eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, so when we communicate, don't be too dark, and bring some sunny, positive, and uplifting literature."

"can."

"well said."

"I agree."

The person who spoke was Jerome, a big man in the French literary world. He is a real great writer. He has written two novels that are popular in Europe and the United States, and enjoys a high reputation in France and even Europe and the United States.

Hearing everyone's echo, Jerome continued: "It's still the old rule, communication is limited to poetry and short stories. In the first round, everyone came with a few poems to enhance the atmosphere. Poetry is limited to unpublished, self-created content. I will not participate today, to give young people a chance, I will be the referee."

"it is good."

"can."

"no problem."

The crowd joined in.

As for the media nearby, all eyes were shining. Compared with the dance and banquet just now, the media reporters were more interested in the upcoming literary exchange.

Because of such occasions, some literary works of good quality often appear, and there are even classics.So if they can record such a clip, it may be a precious image with infinite meaning.

Many literati are also willing to stand out on such occasions and display their painstakingly created works.After all, this is a rare opportunity. Almost all of Europe's top players are gathered here, and dozens of top media are here. If their works are good enough, this is the best opportunity to promote them.Especially some young scholars are more likely to become famous in one fell swoop.

To be famous.

To be profitable.

Under the double temptation of fame and fortune, who is not tempted?

The so-called literati with pride is bullshit. Looking at the history of the world, how many literati are there with pride?The vast majority of literati still focus on money and fame. Even if some people are not so strong in fame and fortune, they will still work hard in this direction.

Jerome glanced at Lin Xuan. He was not familiar with Lin Xuan, but he still smiled and said, "Mr. Lin Xuan, do you really want to participate in this literary exchange? If so, I will add you."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Of course, but I would like to ask, are there any restrictions on the first round of poetry?"

"limitation factor?"

Jerome was taken aback, then shook his head: "As long as the meaning of the poem is positive, there are no other restrictions."

Lin Xuan smiled and raised his voice: "Then what's the point of such an exchange? As the saying goes: Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second. You write lyrical poems, I write love poems, and he writes inspirational content...every day. Everyone writes a genre. Can these works be compared? Unless the gap between them is very large, there is no way to tell the winner. In this way, this exchange will only become a mutual boast useless."

When Lin Xuan just spoke, the scene fell silent.

Everyone's pupils become dilated.

Many people were stunned.

Guys, this kind of communication is meaningless?

Will it only become the result of mutual flattery?
Lin Xuan really dare to say it!

The expressions of Aubrey and the other literati sank instantly, and their faces became ugly.Everyone could hear the obvious sarcasm in Lin Xuan's words.

This guy is just here to make trouble, right?
Literary exchanges, if we don’t do this, what else can we do?
After all, Jerome is a great contemporary writer. After hearing Lin Xuan's words, he did not get angry, but raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Lin Xuan, since you said this kind of communication is not good, do you have a better way?"

Snapped!
Lin Xuan snapped his fingers: "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)