Zeng Qiude asked about this new student who rented a house. He originally thought that his life was a bit of a origin, but after understanding it clearly, he became a little confused: Is it just an orphan, or came from the downtown area?

Not many people know about the radio station, and the monastery intends to control the news and prevent it from coming out.

As for the awards for essays, they are only spread on a small scale. Liberal arts monks are not very popular in the School of Science and Technology. Even if the book club promotes them vigorously, most teachers will ignore them - it is impossible to achieve another success anyway.

Zeng Qiude heard that this kid had good grades and was particularly good at fighting, so he beat seven or eight of them.

But in his opinion, if it is not a repair, you can do anything more.

So his definition of Li Yongsheng is that a boy who is not familiar with the world and who is from the countryside was pushed out by Song Jiayuan to make things difficult for him.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not shaken by his words, and was willing to use it, but instead mocked his brother-in-law.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the dead are big. Zeng Qiude exploded almost instantly. He raised his hand and pointed at the other party, shouting with a slight slight voice, "How dare you insult my deceased relatives... Boy, do you want to die?"

"It is a fact that you arrears the rent, which is also an insult?" Li Yongsheng said with a smile, "I don't know who insulted your deceased brother-in-law."

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Zeng Qiude was really angry. He raised his hand and grabbed the umbrella from the thin bamboo pole's hand, shaking his hand and thrusting it at Li Yongsheng.

Li Yongsheng dodged to the side and back, dodged the attack directly, and then shook his arms and the bag on his shoulders had already flown to his hands.

I don’t know what I was wearing in the bag. I didn’t know what I was wearing on his shoulder just now, but now I was held in my hand. At first glance, it was heavy.

He squinted his eyes and asked gloomyly, "You, a person in society, want to beat up the Xiusheng of Boben at the door of Boben?"

Not to mention, although Zeng Qiude acted unscrupulously, he really didn't have the courage to openly beat the cultivator at the door of Boben - the cultivator was beaten, but the face of the cultivator was beaten.

Especially Song Jiayuan, maybe he was hiding in the dark, waiting for him to calm down.

Perhaps the little guy's tone of speaking now was all taught by the guy named Song - the purpose was to arouse my anger.

I once asked for virtue to do things, but often I don’t use my brain and prefer simple and rough practices, but this does not mean that he has no brain.

So he stopped and sneered, "Zhu Zi, please be crazy first, you must know that the sky is crazy and the rain is crazy and the people are crazy and the people are crazy!"

"Hey, I thought you really dared to do it," Li Yongsheng laughed and grinned disdainfully, "It turns out that I just talk about it, and I'm a chaotic rat, who has no courage, I'm a rat!"

"Haha," Zeng Qiude laughed to the sky. After laughing for a while, he threw the umbrella and turned around and left. "Of course I don't dare to touch you, but you should be careful when you go out in the future!"

To put it bluntly, even if he couldn't openly deal with this little guy, it wouldn't be very difficult.

Li Yongsheng felt a little disappointed. He really hoped that the other party would take action. Just as Zeng Xuede thought, as a cultivator in the monastery, he was beaten at his doorstep. In any case, the monastery would not sit idly by, let alone this is the best monastery in Boben, Boling.

After a plan failed, he looked at the lazis again and said with a smile, "You smashed my door, now... it's a man's. Come with me to the property room?"

"I'm sick!" The man in the long robe glanced at him and turned around and left, "I didn't say I smashed it, I just said it could be counted on my head."

Zeng Qiude's brave retreat made him realize that it was inappropriate to just act arrogantly, especially as if Song Jiayuan had been involved in this matter, which was quite deep - he was the vice president after all.

Anyway, I'm just going to retreat for a moment and when there is no one, I'll just come here to rage. What's the point?

Seeing these people leaving hastily, Li Yongsheng couldn't feel any joy. He turned his head and looked at the door panel that was lying on the ground, sighing in his heart: When will this day be?

In the next two days, he would eat and live here. He would just take a floor and finish it. Anyway, he was in good health, but if he had to eat, he would have to rely on others to help him.

My buddy is a landlady after all... The landlady guy has actually fallen to the point where he needs help even when he eats?

The one who helped him the most was Xiao Xianhou. This time he accepted the help calmly - he had a house in his hand and could rent it out sooner or later.

He did not ask the other party about the dull knife, and the young man didn't mention this topic. However, from the young man's eyes, he could occasionally see a trace of guilt - two doors were smashed that day, but there were many people watching, and the news had long been spread.

During dinner on the third day, Bai Lili came with Xiao Xianhou. She had two other children beside her, one man and one woman, both of whom were members of the book club.

President Bai brought some selected manuscripts this time, and some articles she thought were good - she is a serious person. Although she also admitted that the scholar who had a pro-blog had a worse literary talent than the scholar who had a seven-blog, she would still work hard.

However, the boy named Xue Zhiqiang was obviously a little resentful towards Li Yongsheng, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction. He occasionally spoke a few words, but he was also holding a gun and a stick, always with an attitude of "Since you have the ability, why bother asking us for it."

Li Yongsheng ignored him. He knew where the resentment came from and did not hold a grudge against this inner sacrifice. How could a sophomore student be better than a second-year junior high school student?

Unfortunately, his contempt was also felt by Xue So Er.

So, Xue Zhiqiang's words became more and more outrageous, and in the end he couldn't stand it anymore, "Senior Brother Li, your judges are really mean. Senior Ziyuan's writing style and artistic conception are highly praised by Qihuan's memorial. Why is it useless to you when you say it?"

Mu Ziyuan is indeed a banner of Boben Book Club. His writing is extremely erratic and his words are gorgeous.

And most importantly, his articles emphasize artistic conception very much, and many inexplicable and unfamiliar words are piled up there, which can allow different readers to create different associations and understandings.

Many people with average literary skills feel like "two orioles sing in the green willow" when reading his articles - they don't know what they say.

"I..." Li Yongsheng thought about it and thought it would be better to be more polite, "I can't understand."

To be honest, he had no prejudice in commenting on these articles, but his mouth was also relatively toxic, and many of his writing skills were not up to standard, so he pointed out the flaws without hesitation.

And he was not embarrassed at all - literary exchanges, you are not allowed to say anything?

Literary straightforwardness and quirks are recognized by the world. He is also a literati and does not need to be a good person.

But when he commented on Mu Ziyuan, he was more mean, "I complained pretentiously without any reason. I don't know what he wrote."

So Xue Zhiqiang broke out - the big shot of the book club, you can't ruin it like this, right?

He was even more dissatisfied with Li Yongsheng's answer, "You can't understand it. Some people can understand it. We can't regard ignorance as our personality. Can you write such an article?"

"I can't write it," Li Yongsheng shook his head and answered honestly, but the next sentence was not good, "Even if I could write it out, I would have to tear it up... The article should serve the public, at least what I need is such an article."

This is true. When the radio station is on, some people are willing to listen to the recitation of the article, which must be an article that everyone understands - it must be known that many people don’t even know the words, so what are you playing in abstract art?

"You..." Xue Zhiqiang was so angry that he couldn't even speak. After holding it in for a long time, he said, "I have won a mere shortlisted award. Do you dare to underestimate the heroes of the world?"

It is also fake to say that Li Yongsheng won the award, and the members of the book club were not jealous. Five silver dollars were a considerable income. What’s more important is that the county essay contest made this guy famous.

Even Mu Ziyuan was quite dissatisfied with this, but he was not good at writing adapted articles. As the Nangbowan of the Boben Book Club, he disdained to write these things.

But when Li Yongsheng won the award, he was still very unbalanced and always felt that "what is that you wrote?" So this time Bai Lili made an appointment with him for an article, and his writing became more and more abstract - this is literature, do you understand?

Li Yongsheng understood, but he only understood the other party's mentality of not knowing what he said, and really didn't like this pretentious article.

Faced with such accusation, he replied without hesitation, "I respect senior Ziyuan, but I have a suggestion that the article is for people to read, not for pretending!"

"You earned five silver dollars, you were so crazy that you didn't know the world was so high," Xue Zhiqiang stood up angrily and looked at Bai Lili, "President Bai, if you like this kind of person, I'm ashamed to be with you!"

He is not ugly, tall, tall, tall, burly, and handsome. He speaks solemnly and has a strong aura.

"Li Yongsheng is not happy, so I'll take it back," Bai Lili was not angry.

She actually didn't plan to give this article to Li Yongsheng because she knew that he wanted to read some articles on the radio. Mu Ziyuan's articles were really not suitable to read on the radio.

However, there are not many articles written by others that can be used to show off, but some of the selected manuscripts are pretty good.

So she explained, "I didn't plan to take this article, but when I was packing it up, I accidentally brought it together."

When Xue Zhiqiang heard this, he was so angry that he was furious. "President Bai, did you actually cater to him?"

Bai Lili was still calm and replied lightly, "The beautiful articles Li Yongsheng wants need to be of some popularity, but I think less about this."

"You... are simply!" Xue Zhiqiang turned his head and left in anger, "President Bai, you really disappoint me! A vulgar person like Li Yongsheng..."

"What's wrong with Li Yongsheng?" A voice came from a distance, and then he saw Teacher Jing walking over quickly. He was far away and laughed loudly, "Yongsheng, congratulations, this county essay competition, you will kill the generals and seize the flag!"

Xue Zhiqiang's body immediately froze there.
Chapter completed!