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

Chapter 62 This is my disciple, Zhang Taiyan!

When Mr. Chu was there, no one dared to break out, but after a few people left, the reformist crowd exploded.

"Damn Wei Junming! No! Damn Bao Guowei!"

"Zhu Zi'an dare! Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him!"

Meng Wanglin was furious. He was tall and powerful, but he had just said that Bao Guowei was a child with a bad mouth. He was so arrogant and arrogant that he could not bear this anger.

Although he did not dare to go upstairs, he still said bitterly: "I also have connections with the Qing gang outside the city. I must teach this brat who talks arrogantly a lesson."

"Yes! It's just too much!"

"You must give this boy a good look!"

The reformists started making noises, like chickens that had been released from captivity.

At this time, an old man from the old school next to him sneered and said: "Meng Wanglin, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Mr. Du from Shanghai is a good friend of Mr. Taiyan, and this Qing gang is Mr. Du's subordinate! "

"You asked the Qing gang to deal with Bao Guowei? Aren't you asking for death?"

"This"

boom! Meng Wanglin felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His face felt as if he had eaten three kilograms of flying bullets, and his teeth were almost broken.

I don’t know who said something unexpectedly.

"Ignore this for now. That kid pretended to be Bao Guowei before. If it weren't for him, how could we be in this situation?"

Someone with sharp eyes immediately pointed at Huang Zhang who was trying to slip out of the back door.

Everyone in the reformist group was immediately angry, and their resentments were immediately transferred.

Someone shouted: "I've seen this guy before, and I know every day that he's going to be pretentious when writing. I've long been unhappy with him."

"beat him!"

Suddenly, a group of people swarmed up and rushed towards Huang Zhang.

"Don't come over here! I don't know either! I really didn't mean it!"

"Damn it! Give me a slap in the face!"

……

"Hahahaha!"

"Okay!"

"Okay!"

"This is my disciple Zhang Taiyan, so happy! Happy!"

Not long after, several people were already sitting in separate compartments upstairs. The seven or eight people present must have known what had just happened. After all, the reformist returnees all had shit-eating expressions on their faces, but it was really not good. Common.

Zhang Taiyan threw his head back and laughed, not paying any attention to the feelings of those downstairs. It was not necessary for him to pay attention.

There were a few people in the room who had returned from studying abroad, but they had not participated in the debate just now. It could be said that the extreme reformists were still in the minority.

"It doesn't matter. Young people need to have some spirit. If they are lifeless and philistine, it will be a bit disgusting."

Cai Chunshou is now very satisfied with Bao Guowei. He is so knowledgeable and good-tempered, which makes people really like him. The most important thing is that this guy's views are in line with his ideas.

"It looks like we missed a wonderful literary fight!"

Chu Huiseng couldn't help but sigh.

There were only two or three people present who came up, and Cai Chunshou immediately introduced them to the big names in Hangzhou's literary circles.

“Previously, it was Xu Ziyi’s explanation of the idea of ​​‘total Westernization’.”

Cai Chunshou recounted what had just happened one by one. He had written romance novels such as "The Popular Romance of Qing History" and "The Romance of the Queen Mother of the West". His writing style was very eloquent and he described this literary struggle vividly.

"Guowei is really a young talent, and he will not give in to a debater like Xu Ziyi." After finishing the story, Cai Chunshou couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"I guessed a thing or two, but I didn't expect the reason to be so interesting." Zhang Taiyan's eyes were shining, and he looked much more excited than Bao Guowei, but he snorted coldly on second thought. "This Xu Ziyi is really arrogant and domineering. This look is really annoying."

Chu Huiseng was a mild-mannered man. He tried to smooth things over by saying, "Xu Ziyi is still very capable at work, but his thoughts are a bit extreme. After all, the impact of Western life is too great."

But he leveled the bowl of water and immediately commented to Bao Guowei: "Guowei is quite good. He has blazed a bright road for the Chinese nation. This sentence is really impassioned!"

Thinking about Bao Guowei's previous words, Chu Huiseng couldn't help but praise him. Then he seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Zhang Taiyan.

"This coincides with Brother Taiyan's point of view." Chu Huiseng said with a smile on his face. "Brother Taiyan wrote in "On the Balance of National Heritage" that 'China today cannot be committed to the Far West, just as the Far West cannot be committed to China.' This is in the same vein as Guowei's words!"

Zhang Taiyan was a little surprised at first. The book "The Theory of National Heritage" was actually a work about traditional Chinese education. It had been published for almost 20 years. But after thinking about it, he immediately understood and looked at Bao Guo Wei's eyes were a little surprised.

After Bao Guowei heard this, he took advantage of the situation. The knowledge in his head cannot be rootless water. It is obviously more reasonable to say that he has inherited it from Zhang Taiyan.

Otherwise, why would you, an ordinary boy, become a sensation overnight?

He cupped his hands and said to Zhang Taiyan: "I did go out to read Mr.'s works before, but now I am following suit."

"Eh~" Zhang Taiyan waved his hand and said. "This book is a bit deep. I wanted to teach you some time later, but I didn't expect you to learn it on your own. Go back and write down the discussion for me to see if it needs polishing."

Then he picked up the wine glass and poured a glass of wine for Bao Guowei.

He now appreciates the boy in front of him even more.

His character, appetite and ability are all unimpeachable. In his eyes, he is a rising star in the literary world in the future!

"I would like to listen to your teachings, sir."

Bao Guowei nodded, and as he spoke, he was assigned another homework.

"But Guowei, how did you come up with that sentence just now? It's really a bit confusing."

Without saying the last word "loss", Cai Chunshou thought about what Bao Guowei had just said, and smiled at the reformists in the audience, "Why don't you go upstairs? Do you not like it?" Thinking about it from his perspective, Cai Chunshou felt that he could fly into a rage.

It’s really heartbreaking!

"But it's so satisfying!"

But the fact happened to those reformists, Cai Chunshou couldn't help but feel very happy, and drank a glass of rice wine in one gulp.

Hearing this, Bao Guowei suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

I was really in a conflict of temper just now. In fact, when I think about it carefully, Xu Ziyi is already like a lost dog in the family. Logically speaking, I should not laugh at other people anymore.

This can only make enemies out of thin air.

But Bao Guowei has no regrets. He can't be timid all his life, and he has Zhang Taiyan as a strong backer.

I think so, but my face always looks better.

After all, this was still a cultural meeting organized by Chu Huiseng's group. He was too out of touch, which would inevitably embarrass him.

So Bao Guowei raised his hands in the direction of Chu Huiseng and said, "Thank you Mr. Cai for your kindness. I was a little arrogant just now. Please forgive me, Mr. Chu."

Chu Huiseng always had a smile on his face, and then he waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I'm not a stingy person. It was Xu Ziyi who made the mistake in this matter. The young man has some ambition, but if he has strength, he has the capital to be arrogant."

Compared with those somewhat pedantic scholars, people of Chu Huiseng's level appear to be more enlightened.

In this way, the previous matter was settled. With Mr. Chu's approval, Bao Guowei was not afraid of the reformists downstairs coming to trouble him.

Besides, do they dare now?

The conversation at the table continued. It was said to be a cultural meeting, but in fact it was more about some political affairs in Hangzhou. After all, as a senior official in the civil affairs department, Chu Huiseng's first thought was work.

Just a slight mention of the current leader in the literary world, and the topic turned to another direction.

"Do you know about the epidemic in Guanshan County, Yuzhou Province last year?"

(End of this chapter)