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Chapter 80 "The Inevitable Rise and Decline of Scar Literature" (advance updates for 12,000 monthly tickets)(2/2)

Although there were more people today, it was nothing compared to the pressure brought by customers.

Will the student union not sign a contract? Will the student union let you accompany you drinking? The student union will just complain...

Okay, they really know how to do this.

"Today, at the invitation of the students of the May 4th Literary Club, I came to exchange ideas on literature with you. The topics are all written on the blackboard..."

Lin Chaoyang waved his hand and pointed behind him, "The inevitable rise and fall of scar literature. I guess some students must be cursing me for being sensationalistic and dare to give such a title."

Lin Chaoyang said this in a relaxed tone, and there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

In the past two years, scar literature has emerged vigorously and has become very popular in a short period of time. It has set off a huge wave in the domestic literary circle, influenced the creative direction of a large number of writers, and also invisibly guided readers' reading interests.

With such a splendid momentum and trend, it is understandable to say that it is "inevitable to rise", but it can also be said that it is "inevitable to decline". This has indeed whetted the appetite of everyone present.

"Everyone is familiar with scar literature. It has been developing rapidly in the past two years. One of my own works was fortunate enough to be included in it by many seniors in the literary field and was regarded as a leader.

I feel ashamed to say that I wrote novels just to supplement my family income. I never expected that I would respond to the call of the times and be loved and praised by many readers..."

Lin Chaoyang stood on the podium and spoke slowly and slowly, with a calm face and an air of calmness.

Tao Yucheng and Zhao Li were standing in the middle corner on the right side of the large dining room with a child in their arms. They were more than 20 meters apart, and there were all heads in front of them. Lin Chaoyang and his wife on the podium could no longer see clearly.

Now, I can only listen to the sound.

"Chaoyang is a bit like a general!"

The speech had just begun, and nothing could be heard from the content, but Tao Yucheng felt that his brother-in-law's momentum and style were good, and he looked decent. It really didn't look like he was giving a speech for the first time.

Zhao Li hugged Tao Xiwu in her arms and said, "I just said that Chaoyang is a talented person, he is smart, and he can do nothing wrong."

"Um."

Tao Xiwen, who was in Tao Yucheng's arms, couldn't see Lin Chaoyang on the stage, so he desperately climbed up on his father's arms and chest.

"I want to see my uncle! I want to see my uncle!"

The couple stopped talking, and Tao Yucheng held his son higher so that he could see Lin Chaoyang on the rostrum.
Chapter completed!
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