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Chapter 952: Chapter 883: This is Very Chu Kuang
Chapter 952 -883: This is Very Chu Kuang
A moment later.
The Fantasy Editorial Department finally returned to normal, but everyone’s expressions were filled with helplessness.
This was so Chu Kuang!
YangFeng forced a smile and said, “He never takes the conventional path and always challenges the least popular themes. Whatever the readers are least interested in, he insists on writing about that. That’s Chu Kuang for you. It’s actually our reactions that are strange. Shouldn’t we have been used to this kind of thing by now?”
“Alas.”
“We were all too optimistic before, thinking that after writing two detective novels, Teacher Chu Kuang was getting closer to mainstream themes. The reality proves that Teacher Chu Kuang is still the same Chu Kuang.”
“Utterly willful!”
“Since his debut, aside from detective stories, Chu Kuang has never really written any mainstream long-form themes. In the readers’ words: ‘This person seems to have been born to oppose the readers and even the editors.'”
“What’s the big deal about writing death?”
“From the very choice of novel themes, he has fully demonstrated an unfriendly attitude towards readers, as if he’s challenging everyone with this tactic: ‘You don’t like this? Great, then I’ll write this, and I will write it until you do like it!'”
As the editors discussed,
Ol’ Xiong took a deep breath, “Wuxia mainly targets the Zhao Continent readers. It’s far-fetched, but this isn’t the most far-fetched thing Chu Kuang has done. Perhaps this novel can also bring us a pleasant surprise.”
“I believe so too!”
YangFeng gritted his teeth, “Even if wuxia is in its twilight days, Chu Kuang is still Chu Kuang after all!”
No one denied those words.
If Chu Kuang ever became normal one day, everyone would actually find it abnormal.
Once everyone accepted Chu Kuang’s setup, they suddenly found the pace becoming familiar, and even somewhat endearing.
“Let’s read!”
Without further discussion, the editors started to read with pinched noses.
Could they read without pinching their noses?
Everyone present had lived through the most glorious era of wuxia, and many were fed up with this type of novel. It was only because of Chu Kuang that everyone, trust in hand and teeth gritted, continued to read.
…
Everyone began reading.
YangFeng did the same, slightly shortsighted and disliking glasses, he lay close to the screen, silently scrolling with his mouse.
Whirrr!
The story had just begun to unfold when a strange dynasty vividly came to life before YangFeng!
The Southern Song Dynasty!
Yue Fei?
The Jin-Song Wars?
Mongolia?
Historical fiction wasn’t anything new, Blue Star had many historical novels that liked this approach, as it allowed authors more freedom. Real history could restrict the development of the story, but previous wuxia novels rarely wrote in this way, combining ancient history with court politics and even the great trends of the world in a single wuxia novel!
Majestic and grand!
Chu Kuang’s writing was as strong as ever. Even though it was about a fictional dynasty, his writing made it seem as if such a special era had truly existed in the world. Just this point alone was not something ordinary authors could match. For instance, the mention of Yue Fei in the book made YangFeng feel a deep yearning and admiration, lamenting that such a person could exist in the world!
War and chaos.
People living in misery.
The shame of Jingkang.
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The book’s detailed descriptions truly made one believe they were real. Unconsciously, YangFeng felt as if he had become a Han Chinese from the Great Song, tasting the sweet and sour, the bitter and spicy of that era. The profound sense of history hit him full in the face.
Ten thousand words.
Fifty thousand words.
One hundred thousand words.
As the pages kept turning, more of the story unfolded, with characters like Yang Tie Xin, Guo Xiaotian, Bao Xiruo, and even Qiu Chuji making their dramatic entries in the early stages.
Unknowingly,
“YangFeng” became immersed in it.
He couldn’t quite explain whether it was the Southern Song Dynasty that evoked a strange sense of identification in him or whether it was the story itself that captivated him, but either way, these words seemed to possess a magic power that gradually drew him in.
It was strange.
The pace of the book was slow, and the protagonist Guo Jing was a stark contrast to current popular protagonists. He was both simple and naive, not at all like the intelligent and wise protagonists Chu Kuang had written about before.
That’s not right.
“YangFeng” remembered that the protagonist Zhang Xiaofan in “Zhu Xian” bore some resemblance to Guo Jing, but Guo Jing, with his wooden head, was far more stupid than Zhang Xiaofan. Yet “YangFeng” didn’t feel any dislike for this protagonist, instead, there was an appreciation, as if such a protagonist was endearingly naive and familiar.
“The characters are very distinct.”
As “YangFeng” read on, he felt that every character in this book was well-crafted and lifelike, even Guo Jing’s unremarkable mother, Li Ping, who leaped off the page as the story unfolded!
You should know,
Initially, “YangFeng” had no feelings for Li Ping. She was not particularly good-looking, had a rough disposition, and was simply a countrywoman. Especially in the first chapter of the novel, when compared to Bao Xiruo, Li Ping seemed like a gap between a broken tile and a fine jade.
Bao Xiruo was so beautiful!
Kind and fragile, even the Zhao king of the powerful kingdom of Mongolia fell for her, using any means necessary to possess her.
And Li Ping?
Just a village aunt.
However, as the story progressed, Li Ping completely overshadowed Bao Xiruo!
Bao Xiruo became completely helpless in the face of drastic changes, her soft disposition causing headaches for the reader, while Li Ping was able to act shamelessly and throw tantrums on the road for the sake of her child, just to leave clues for the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan. She was not intimidated even after being beaten by Duan Tiande, spitting out a mouthful of blood and still daring to stand her ground!
Even as her belly grew larger;
Even as she grew tired from carrying her load across great distances;
Li Ping, with a resolve to avenge her loved ones, managed to hide her tracks. She finally escaped from the chaos of war and, in the midst of exhaustion and heavy snow, gave birth to Guo Jing—
She used her teeth to cut the umbilical cord, hugging her baby close against the flesh, giving birth in the snow!
It was a situation that seemed certain to end in death, but upon seeing her child, Li Ping somehow summoned the strength to struggle and rise!
War and slaughter!
The battlefield was littered with corpses and broken swords, not a single soul alive!
Faced with such a hellish realm, “YangFeng” felt that he would have been so scared that he couldn’t walk, but Li Ping went through the corpses to find flint and clothes, survived on horse meat, and in the vast desert, she fought to protect the infant Guo Jing with an incredibly strong will, adding yet another striking chapter to the glory and greatness of maternal love in the world!
Wan Yan Hong Lie was a man of grand ambition.
Qiu Chuji faced his enemies with an air of otherworldliness.
The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan risked their lives for justice.
They were all heroic figures of the first order, but Li Ping, with her village girl image, was by no means inferior to them. In fact, the stark contrast made “YangFeng” even more moved, to the point of pounding the table in astonishment!
Suddenly,
“YangFeng” had an inexplicable strong premonition:
The martial heroes genre, silent for many years, seemed to have a terrifying torrent churning in the dark!
The winds of change were blowing silently,
And “The Legend of the Condor Heroes” in his hands would become the source of it all!
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