"Chairman Wang, why are you so angry?"

"I'm getting angry? Look what you've done!"

Wang Shouyi picked up the magazine and stared intently at the last page.

"You dare to publish such a poisonous work as 'Firefly'?! Aren't you openly slapping me in the face?!"

"Chairman Wang, you can't say that."

Chen Liangsheng's voice remained calm.

"After all, this was a manuscript personally recommended by Professor Li Yuanchao, and the article itself does have its unique aspects."

After all, our magazine's motto is to be inclusive and tolerant.

Positive reviews are welcome, but so are controversies.

"Tolerance and inclusiveness? I think you're senile!"

Wang Shouyi roared.

"Let me tell you, this isn't over!"

"Chairman Wang, calm down. It's just a literary discussion, why make such a fuss..."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Shouyi slammed down the phone, his chest heaving violently.

"You bastard!"

Wang Shouyi's face instantly turned ashen.

He slammed the magazine down on the table with a loud "bang," trembling with anger.

"Li Yuanchao! What is he trying to do?! Is he openly contradicting me?!"

Gu Songran was startled and quickly picked up the magazine to take a look, then immediately understood.

"Chairman, please calm down. Professor Li... he's just stubborn, you know that."

"Stubborn? I think he's just senile!"

Wang Shouyi pointed at the essay "Fireflies," his anger barely contained.

"This is a poisonous weed that promotes nihilism, deconstructs hope, and poisons the minds of young people!"

How dare he recommend it for publication?

Does he even respect me as the chairperson? Does he even respect the rules of the Writers' Association?!

He was so angry that he paced back and forth in his office.

Suddenly, he stopped.

His gaze fell on the book he regarded as the gold standard, "New Tide," and the book he considered poisonous, "Jiangcheng Literature."

An idea suddenly flashed into his mind.

"right!"

He slapped his thigh suddenly, his eyes shining.

"Since Li Yuanchao is so unrighteous, don't blame me for being unjust!"

He turned to Vice Chairman Gu Songran:

"Old Gu, go and make the arrangements right away!"

I'm going to write a commentary article for the next issue of the Writers' Association's internal newsletter!

"The title of the article is 'Literature Should Have Integrity and Resolutely Resist the Erosion of Spiritual Opium'!"

Upon hearing the topic, Gu Songran's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the chairman was serious.

"Chairman, isn't this... a bit too extreme? After all, Professor Li..."

"fierce?"

Wang Shouyi sneered.

"We cannot be soft-hearted when dealing with poisonous plants!"

He picked up the copy of "New Tide" and held it high.

"I want everyone to see what real literature is, and what garbage is that is disguised as literature!"

"We must establish 'The Miracles of the Namiya General Store' and its author, Jian Shen, as benchmarks!"

A positive, bright, and hopeful benchmark!

Then, he pointed sharply at the book "Jiangcheng Literature and Art".

"Use this piece, 'Fireflies,' as a negative example and criticize it mercilessly!"

Wang Shouyi was still furious.

Vice Chairman Gu Songran, who was standing nearby, quickly echoed this sentiment and added at the opportune moment:

"Chairman, the root of this unhealthy trend you mentioned may still be on the internet."

"My child mentioned that there's a recent online novel called 'Human World is Like Prison'."

It's incredibly popular, but also incredibly strange.

The children were so frightened they couldn't sleep at night.

"I feel that this piece, 'Fireflies,' is influenced by it in its core ideas; they all share the same sense of nihilism and darkness!"

"Life is like hell?!"

Upon hearing this name, Wang Shouyi's anger was reignited, and he said through gritted teeth:

"Well done! What a hell on earth it is!"

"So, they're all birds of a feather! They're all a cancer on our literary world!"

"Eliminate them! They must all be eradicated, leaving no one alive!"

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