All-rounder Artist-Chapter 849 - 804: Everywhere Outside is Chu Kuang
Chapter 849: Chapter 804: Everywhere Outside is Chu Kuang
When the author column for all seven novels on the blog displayed the same name, every netizen on this side was dumbfounded!
Chu Kuang!
Chu Kuang!
All of them were Chu Kuang!
The topic on the blog was instantly overwhelmed by countless exclamations!
“My god!”
“Am I seeing things?”
“Is the blog sure there’s no mistake?”
“These seven super classic short stories, all written by Chu Kuang, has the blog been featuring only Chu Kuang fighting the Tribe from start to finish?”
“Mom asked me why I’m kneeling while surfing the net!”
“Who guessed earlier that Chu Kuang wrote two or maybe three, I already found that ridiculous, but now you’re telling me all seven were crafted by this old rascal alone?”
“Is reality more magical than fiction?”
“No wonder the event is called ‘King of Short Stories,’ if this doesn’t qualify him as the King of Short Stories, who else deserves the title!”
Previously, some had already guessed that Chu Kuang wrote more than one!
However, even if they borrowed courage from others, no one dared to guess that Chu Kuang had written all seven!
These are classic short stories!
Even for highly skilled short story writers, writing a single piece that reaches the level of these seven is enough to be proud of!
Yet Chu Kuang alone wrote seven!
…
The same news was also reposted on the Tribe side.
It exploded instantly!
Countless netizens of the Tribe jumped up!
“I’m kneeling!”
“What kind of monster is this!”
“We were supposed to see the top short story writers of the Tribe gang up on Chu Kuang, but who ended up getting ganged up on, with Chu Kuang surrounding the Tribe’s writers all by himself!”
“Chu Kuang: Good, the Tribe’s writers are isolated (heavy fog)”
“Last time the Fairy Tale King took on nine, and now here comes a barrage of top-tier short stories, with others struggling to write book by book, the old rascal is tossing them out by the basketful!”
“I’m off to the blog to watch the old rascal, this Tribe is no place to stay!”
“Chu Kuang: Tribe writers, put down your weapons, you are surrounded by me alone!”
“Naruto’s Shadow Clone Technique must have been learned from you, right, Chu Kuang?”
“Back off, Tribe, it’s all Chu Kuang out there!”
Even though the Three Bros had already left the Tribe, Chu Kuang continued to carve a path of destruction through the Tribe’s trending searches!
…
Inside the industry.
When it was revealed that all seven works were penned by Chu Kuang, the news triggered a massive earthquake in the field!
Every chat group in the short story sector, big or small, was boiling over!
A short story writer who recently posted a new work on the Tribe stared in disbelief for a while before speaking in a dry voice:
“Have we just been hammered by Chu Kuang alone?”
“Quit sending voice messages, they sound worse than a dog barking, can’t your damn voice stop trembling, it’s making my hands shake as I type!”
“Not gonna lie, guys, I peed my pants…”
“I am so naive, really, I only knew that Chu Kuang could take on nine with fairy tales, being Blue Star’s King of Short Fairy Tales; I had no idea he could fold out so many Bomb cards in short stories at once.”
“Kneeling before the King of Short Stories▄█▀█●”
“There might be something wrong with my eyes, I should see an ophthalmologist in a few days, when the blog counted up to the seventh author’s name, I felt a severe case of double vision.”
“Was that double vision Chu Kuang by any chance?”
“Those of you publishing books on the Tribe are hopping mad, but have you considered how we authors on the blog have been invisible from start to finish, I’m beginning to understand why Shadow felt that way before.”
“Turns out, here in our Tribe it’s basically Chu Kuang playing himself.”
The Tribe authors got smashed!
The mood among the blog’s authors was also a mix of feelings!
The blog may have won, but it seems to have nothing to do with them?
While all the chat groups in the industry were blowing up, Feng Hua and Feihong remained silent.
They were quietly lurking.
After a while.
Feng Hua messaged Feihong privately: “Fei bro, why the heck are you picking on him?”
Feihong: “?”
Feng Hua typed furiously: “Didn’t you say before that Chu Kuang still wasn’t up to par with Qin Continent’s big three because his work was too scant?”
Would he have gone this wild if you hadn’t said that?
Feihong’s face darkened: “Screw off!”
Whoever wants to carry that blame, carry it, I can’t!
…
Where there are winners, there will be losers.
Some pass the buck, and some take the blame.
As the Tribe became the biggest loser in the King of Short Stories series, a curse suddenly echoed in the Literature and Art Association of the Tribe!
And then, all the major Tribes’ chat groups exploded with cursing!
“Ling Kong that damn cur!”
“I knew this demon Chu Kuang was lurking in the blog, he was bound to become a major threat to us; if Ling Kong hadn’t driven away Shadow, how could Chu Kuang ever become our rival!”
“Ling Kong, you cursed scoundrel!”
“Fear not the god-like adversary, but dread the pig-like teammate, I’m so furious, all thanks to Ling Kong, it’s all his fault!”
“Why hasn’t the higher-up deposed Ling Kong yet?”
“I suggest we drag Ling Kong out and beat him to death!”
“What kind of enemy has Ling Kong brought upon us in the Tribe, who the hell did he have to piss off if not those three freaks!”
“The blog must truly be splitting its sides with laughter by now!”
The Tribe guessed right, the blog was already splitting its sides with laughter!
Cheers rose and fell!
…
Ling Kong could not hear the cheers from the blog, but he could hear the curses from the Tribe!
Some Tribes were quite close by.
Voices from the loud ones reached directly into the Comics Department!
Inside the Comics Department.
The editors looked down, each silent and maintaining a poker face, though their expressions were somewhat complicated.
This has become the Tribe’s reserve project since their defeat at the hands of the Three Bros.
Editors privately refer to this situation as the “Daily Humiliation of Ling Kong”.
Inside the director’s office.
The sound of objects being thrown could be heard constantly.
Coffee table.
Tableware.
Crash bang boom.
Along with Ling Kong’s intermittent roars, unfiltered:
“A bunch of losers!”
“What’s it got to do with me?”
“Whenever there’s trouble, it’s blamed on me!”
Ling Kong was in a state of rage!
This was not the first time!
Every time the Tribe lost to the Three Bros, he would be dragged out by various departments for a thorough scolding!
And it wasn’t just the departments!
Higher-ups joined in the scolding too!
I’ve moved on from that issue a long time ago; it’s you guys who are not up to par, stop trying to pin every blame on me!
…
Media.
News was already coming in thick and fast!
“Chu Kuang Creates a Miracle Again, Stunning the Cultural Sphere with Seven Short Stories!”
“Chu Kuang, King of Short Stories in Qin Continent?”
“Once Criticized by Feihong for Lacking Works, He Now Returns with Seven Short Stories!”
“Breathtaking: Chu Kuang Writes Seven Classic Short Stories All by Himself, Each One Acclaimed!”
“Who Would Have Thought, the Blog Featuring Seven Super Classic Short Stories All Originated from Chu Kuang!”
“Feeling Envy Fish Shadow’s Impact: A Genius’s Bombardment!”
“…”
As the news spread far and wide.
Chu Kuang suddenly shot up to fourth place on the Blue Star Short Story Writers’ Ranking, rightfully earning the title of King of Short Stories in Qin Continent!
Higher even than Feihong’s previous ranking!
And Feihong, due to Chu Kuang’s rise, fell to fifth place.
This was because Chu Kuang’s seven new short stories were still new, their cultural impact hadn’t fully spread. Once the influence of these works fully exploded, maybe there would be an astonishing change in the rankings!
For a time.
Feihong was in an awkward spot.
Many high-ranking short story writers, old pals of his, privately messaged him, saying things remarkably similar to Feng Hua:
“Why on earth did you say Chu Kuang had too few works?”
“Great, now this freak has released seven stories at once!”
“Your ranking dropped, and mine dropped along with it!”
“Damn, I can’t cope anymore. I was tenth, now I’m eleventh. Do you know how big the difference is between tenth and eleventh!”
“If you hadn’t mentioned his lack of works, would he have suddenly published so many short stories?”
“…”
It wasn’t just old friends who were saying this; netizens were also mocking Feihong with this matter.
The top liked comment in his Tribe’s comment section was:
“Are Chu Kuang’s works still too few?”
With a whopping sixty million likes, it was essentially sixty thousand slaps to Feihong’s face!
Ouch!
Feihong was close to tears.
How could such a person exist in this world!
But that wasn’t all.
Amidst the intense reactions from all quarters, the authorities actually chimed in too!
The Literature and Art Association suddenly reposted the news of Chu Kuang’s seven short stories, giving tremendous affirmation to the quality of the stories: “Among Chu Kuang’s seven short stories, ‘Hey! Come Out’ talks about the importance of environmental protection, which is why we advocate for everyone to take responsibility for protecting Blue Star’s environment; ‘My Uncle Yule’ teaches us not to let money tarnish family bonds; ‘The Last Leaf’ tells us that miracles are not always created by the heavens…”
Unlike ordinary netizens.
The official statement carried a lot of weight!
In a sense, any move by the authorities had a profound intention behind it, and this time was no exception.
It didn’t take long for people to understand the official hint.
The most intense reaction to this nearly explicit hint came, quite surprisingly, from some of Blue Star’s students!
Everyone hadn’t forgotten about Chu Kuang’s ‘A Butterfly’s Love for a Flower’ being turned into an exam question before.
Speaking of which.
The students from various continents were initially very excited, watching the online buzz, watching Chu Kuang dominating all quarters, many young kids getting their blood pumping!
But reading the move by the Literature and Art Association, they were dumbfounded.
“Damn it!”
“So, the authorities mean that Chu Kuang’s short stories could become reading comprehension material we will have to face in the future?”
“Got it, time to read Chu Kuang’s short stories!”
“Is this old rascal trying to say our Chinese books aren’t thick enough yet!”
“Thanks to Teacher Chu Kuang for adding a few more pages to our Chinese books (smile)”
“Feihong, look what you’ve done, do you really think we students don’t have enough homework already!”
“Shall I recite the whole thing?”
“I was really enjoying these seven short stories, but ever since the official statement came out, they suddenly lost their flavor.”
“…”
To the students, the Literature and Art Association’s move meant exactly that!
Suddenly, Chu Kuang almost became the public enemy of students!
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The name of the old rascal became ever more far-reaching, now even escalating its impact on the younger generation.
What a calamity!
We’ve come to a point where the old rascal can’t be avoided!
Nowadays, kids from kindergarten onwards start reading Chu Kuang’s fairy tales.
Once they get to elementary school, high school, even college, who knows how many of the old rascal’s works they’ll have to face!
This guy has truly devoted himself to the educational endeavor of Blue Star!
