All-rounder Artist-Chapter 842 - 797: Wearing the Same Outfit Isn’t Scary, It’s Embarrassing If You Look Worse

Followed!

The blog followed!

Seeing the Tribe's momentum like a raging storm, netizens almost thought this wave of blogs wouldn't respond, considering the Tribe's lineup was really too powerful, but to everyone's surprise the blog chose to respond, and even directly named the event—

King! Of! Short! Stories!?

And the countless people obsessed with Chu Kuang, the old rascal, also represented blog literature, participating in this tide sweeping from the realm of short stories!

The internet exploded!

"The blog is really tough this round."

"Where do they get the courage to face off against the Tribe like this!"

"Is it Chu Kuang giving them the courage?"

"The problem is, the blog only has one Chu Kuang!"

"Even throwing out a gimmick like the King of Short Stories, aren't they just asking for hatred!"

"Was the so-called King of Short Stories title especially prepared for Chu Kuang by the blog?"

"Definitely, the blog only has the old rascal Chu Kuang who can fight, 'King of Short Stories' obviously refers to Chu Kuang."

"It's over, the Tribe is really going to gang up on Chu Kuang now!"

"The blog dares to confront directly probably because the old rascal Chu Kuang is in charge, speaking of which, this old rascal is truly fierce, I have never seen him chicken out!"

"Think again, that time Xian Yu made him change the ending, wasn't he not quick enough to chicken out?"

"Pfft, hahaha, he really was chicken then!"

"Okay, except for that one time when Xian Yu spoke up, the past deeds of the old rascal have proven that his character is unrivaled and utterly proud, Feihong said that the old rascal is not yet qualified to be part of the big three of the Qin Continent's short story field, it would be strange if he didn't react."

"That time that little lolita was made to cry online, he chickened out too."

"..."

Damn!

Can't chat about this anymore today!

But the netizens' excitement was genuinely palpable, especially the fans of Chu Kuang, who were filled with anticipation!

So what if you gang up?

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We want it this crazy!

Though millions oppose me, I will go!

The old rascal is fighting for exactly this breath!

And this is exactly why so many people like Chu Kuang!

Moreover, many of Chu Kuang's fans already expressed their dissatisfaction!

Why should Chu Kuang, already in the top ten of short story writers, be ranked lower than Feng Hua, who is in eleventh place?

Not enough quantity?

Quality is everything!

Anyway, many of Chu Kuang's supporters held this view.

And regarding the blog and Chu Kuang confronting head-on, the Tribe's short story writers were not pleased.

What the heck?

King of Short Stories?

If your blog event's champion is called the King of Short Stories, then what are our writers?

So, we must participate in your blog's event to qualify as the King of Short Stories?

Not even looking at your lineup.

Besides Chu Kuang, who else has the power to fight?

The real King of Short Stories can only emerge from our Tribe!

Therefore, there was a lot of disarray on the blog's end.

"I laughed."

"The blog really thinks Chu Kuang is invincible."

"Our Tribe has so many top-notch short story writers, are we still afraid of just one Chu Kuang?"

"Just Feng Hua alone is not afraid of him, Chu Kuang!"

"Not to mention, we also have Feihong, professionally ranked fifth!"

"No need for two teachers, any group of us could easily gang up and suppress the other side from the blog's literature."

"No way!"

"Our event also needs a powerful name!"

"Exactly!"

Poets always cherish fame.

Everything else is negotiable, but on the matter of being the "King of Short Stories," they are determined not to be outdone by the other side.

Soon.

The Tribe also officially announced!

"Mid-month this month, the Tribe Literature will officially launch the [King of Short Stories] event, please cast your votes seriously, who will be this edition's King of Short Stories is up to you to decide!"

That's right!

The Tribe's event name, also called [King of Short Stories]!

How about that?

"Just because you guys use that gimmick on your blog?"

"Our Tribe used it too!"

The moment the Tribe made the announcement, the air was instantly thick with tension!

"Good gracious!"

"Both events are called the 'King of Short Stories'?"

"The Tribe copied that copy very quickly."

"Is this the legendary 'fashion collision'?"

"What's the old saying? A fashion clash isn't scary, it's only embarrassing for the one who looks worse."

"That's really thrilling!"

"I still can't figure out what this blog is taking on the Tribe with."

"Could it be that apart from Chu Kuang, they have other big moves hidden?"

"We'll know in a few days."

"I wonder what Feihong's new work is about."

"I'm more excited about Feng Hua's work. I've grown up reading his books."

…

In the studio.

Lin Yuan was rapidly typing on his keyboard.

What to write for the next piece?

Maupassant?

O. Henry?

Chekhov?

Mark Twain?

Or Xin Xing Yi?

Previously, Lin Yuan had been agonizing over choosing among these individuals, like someone with decision paralysis, but now he was no longer indecisive.

On his computer screen.

Several documents were already pre-titled, respectively:

Mutton Fat Jade!

Inner Circle!

The Million Pound Note!

Hey—get out!

My Uncle Yule!

The Cop and the Anthem!

The Last Leaf!

All were extremely famous short stories from Earth, and could even be called the representative works of some masters of short stories.

For example, "Mutton Fat Jade" is to Maupassant.

For example, "Inner Circle" is to Chekhov.

For example, "The Last Leaf" is to O. Henry and so on.

"The Million Pound Note," due to the absence of British Pounds in Blue Star, would be renamed by Lin Yuan.

A total of seven stories!

Lin Yuan has named this campaign with a cool name:

Seven Swords Beneath the Heavenly Mountains!

Many said that Chu Kuang didn't write enough short stories. Lin Yuan agreed—it indeed seemed a bit few.

This time, he treated it like patching a gap.

He guessed these seven should be convincing enough. Writing any more would worry Lin Yuan about overdoing it, making it seem as if these works were as common as cabbages.

Especially since each high-quality short story was hard to write, yet these seven were enough to compensate for the so-called shortfall of Chu Kuang's works, guaranteed by the authors from the past lives.

Lin Yuan typed very fast.

Several had already been completed and were sent over to the blog by Jin Mu.

This was also why the blog had the courage to contend with the Tribe, even daring to tout the title "King of Short Stories."

After taking a sip of tea, Lin Yuan flexed his fingers, resting for a while.

"The event is set for mid-month."

Jin Mu took the opportunity while Lin Yuan was resting to state the rules of this event:

"Like the previous short story events, the blog will initially publish these works anonymously, allowing the netizens to vote based on the quality after reading the content. The final ranking of the works in the event is solely determined by the netizens, which largely prevents authors from leveraging their personal influence to solicit votes."

Lin Yuan nodded.

He had participated in short story events before and was familiar with this format.

One of the pleasures for netizens in such events, was guessing the identity of the author based on the quality and style of the stories in the event.

But...

On the blog side, Lin Yuan had prepared seven stories for release. In the initial phase of complete anonymity, how would netizens guess?