Chapter 341 Zhuang Qiu: You just wait and see how I make that kid lose face!



Here it comes! I never expected that I'd have to watch this streamer on a live broadcast these days!

Yes, if it weren't for the live broadcast of this lecture at Beijing University, we wouldn't have been able to see Director Xu.

There's nothing we can do; our CEO Xu is so busy, how could he possibly broadcast every day like other streamers!

I don't agree with what you're saying. Mr. Xu was busy before, but what have you been busy with lately?

I haven't heard anything about him filming any new movies, and he doesn't even do a live stream every day, it's really...

...

I wonder what the topic of Director Xu's speech will be; I'm really looking forward to it.

I think it should be about how to make a movie, how to make a great and best-selling movie.

After all, he's quite authoritative on this topic; he's always been a leading figure in science fiction and zombie movies.

That's true. I think Director Xu can definitely talk about filmmaking.

[Hehe, if he really wanted to talk, he could have plenty to say, but the organizers definitely limited the topics.]

...

I heard that there was another literary master named Zhuang Qiu, the one who wrote 'A Bitter Journey of Life,' preceding Director Xu today.

[That's right! But I didn't find Master Zhuang's 'Life's Bitter Journey' very good; I guess my level isn't high enough.]

Ahem, I've heard that this Master Zhuang has always disliked our Director Xu.

Will these two people giving speeches at the same time cause any problems?

[Really? One is a master in literature, the other is a director. What kind of conflict could there be between them?]

Don't forget, everyone, Director Xu once slapped the faces of many masters in the field of modern poetry.

The fields of literature and modern poetry are closely related; Zhuang Qiu might even know some people in those areas.

...

On Sunday night, Xu Lu's "semi-abandoned live streaming room" was more lively than usual.

This time, the live stream was finally not completely dark; instead, there was a live feed.

Although this footage is a live broadcast of the Beijing University gala, it's better than nothing.

There are a lot of Xu Lu's fans in the live broadcast room right now, waiting for our Director Xu to take the stage and give a speech.

Meanwhile, fans were discussing related topics in the comments section...

"Does Master Zhuang have a conflict with Xu Lu?"

Reba, one of the diving turtles, frowned after seeing the message. After thinking for a moment, she immediately sent a message to Xu Lu:

"Xu Lu, I just saw some fans in the live stream saying that Zhuang Qiu has a grudge against you. Be careful!"

Xu Lu's reply came very quickly:

"I see. Master Zhuang didn't even come today. Maybe he just didn't want to share the stage with me!"

"Is that so? Okay, I'll go back to lurking in the comments section of the live stream!"

Seeing that Xu Lu knew, Reba nodded and stopped chatting.

...

at the same time.

At Daxu Culture, everyone was watching the broadcast of the Beijing University speech gala at the company.

Everyone stayed tonight voluntarily, since Mr. Xu will be giving a speech, and we have to show our support.

Of course, since Mr. Xu hasn't started yet, some fans were chatting in the comments section and saw information about Master Zhuang.

He immediately reported the situation to Feng Xiaoxia:

"Brother Feng, someone in the live stream just mentioned something. Do you think we should tell President Xu about it...?"

Upon hearing the news, Feng Xiaoxia frowned.

Without hesitation, he made a call to Mr. Xu on the other end.

After all, this speech at Peking University is not only about Xu Lu himself, but also about the Da Xu Culture behind him.

Feng Xiaoxia didn't want any unexpected incidents to occur at the speech gala.

The call connected, and Xu Lu's voice came through quickly from the other end, amidst a rather noisy background:

"Hey, Xiaoxia, what do you need?"

"Mr. Xu, here's the thing, there's an urgent matter I need to report to you, it concerns Zhuang Qiu..."

Feng Xiaoxia explained the situation in detail over the phone.

Xu Lu, who received the call, found it somewhat amusing.

He was about to speak when the staff member who had left earlier came back to his side.

Xu Lu then asked Feng Xiaoxia to wait a moment and let the staff member speak first. Soon, he learned why the staff member had come.

It turns out that although the literary master Zhuang Qiu was not present, after communication with the organizers, he indicated that he would participate in the speech via video link, so Xu Lu did not need to be the first to go on stage.

Xu Lu nodded, dismissed the staff member, and then spoke into the phone:

"Xiaoxia, you heard what I just said, right? Don't worry, I know what's going on with Zhuang Qiu. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now!"

"Yes, Mr. Xu!"

Feng Xiaoxia breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

...

On the other side, in a study filled with a dazzling array of books, Zhuang Qiu, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, had just hung up the phone.

Across from him in the chair, an elderly man in his sixties spoke up:

"Old Zhuang, this is, after all, a lecture and gala at Beijing University. It's one thing if you don't go, but it's another to openly cause trouble for that kid surnamed Xu. That might not be appropriate!"

Zhuang Qiu chuckled and said nonchalantly:

"It's okay. You see, even though I didn't go to the event, the organizers still kindly discussed with me and let me participate in the speech via video link."

"I do have some literary background, after all, while that director Xu Lu is just a greenhorn. What's wrong with teaching him a lesson?"

"Since you know what's going on, I won't say any more. Actually, if you can teach this kid surnamed Xu a lesson, I'll be grateful to you!"

The old man opposite nodded and said:

"In fact, if we can make that kid suffer a little, not only will I thank you, but everyone in the field of modern poetry will thank you."

Zhuang Qiu smiled and said:

"Then you just wait and see how I embarrass this kid. This is a speech gala at Beijing University. Let's see how he'll ever be able to get along in high-end circles after he's made a fool of himself!"

The old man smiled and said:

"Old Zhuang, you're really ruthless. This kid finally got to give a speech at the Beijing University gala, and he was aiming for fame and success."

But with you stirring things up like this, he'll probably be furious, and he'll definitely hate you to the core. You'd better be careful!

"What do I need to be careful about? I'm not in the film industry, what, is that kid going to jump up and bite me? Hahahaha."

On the contrary, the literary circle, being the highest-level circle in the entire entertainment industry, is a place where even if that kid hates me to the core, he can't do anything about it.

Zhuang Qiu looked smug.

A long time ago, a friend had complained to him about this guy surnamed Xu.

Just then, someone asked him for help at the lecture gala at Beijing University, so Zhuang Qiu agreed without hesitation.

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