Auntie Li walked out of the small room. The remaining members of the mushroom house became extremely nervous at this time.
They weren't the only ones nervous. The viewers in the live stream were also nervous.
It had been twelve years.
From the day Zhi Tong and An Tusheng appeared out of nowhere.
From the day the children and teenagers across the country saw their stories.
Since their fairy tales swept the entire world.
These two people were like spies lurking in the vast crowd. Everyone was looking for them.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find it.
It was unclear whether they were male or female.
He didn't know if he was old or young.
Fans all over the world were calling out.
They hoped to see their idol, but they were heartless and refused to show up.
But today, in front of the tens of millions of spectators in the mushroom house, one of their identities might be exposed.
Therefore, everyone was looking forward to it, and everyone was nervous.
If it was really Zhi Tong or An Tusheng who wrote their representative works when they were only thirteen years old, then this news would be on the front page of the world.
The audience watching the screen were all witnesses.
About two minutes later, soft footsteps sounded outside the small room.
Yang Mi and Reba looked at each other and came to the door. When they saw Auntie Li, they went up to her.
"Auntie Li, you're back."
"Are you anxious from waiting?" Auntie Li was still as amiable as ever." This is the story my son wrote back then. Take a look.”
Auntie Li was holding an essay book in her hand.
It was a very old model. It had been around for more than ten years. Although it was well preserved, the cover was still a little yellow.
Yang Mi took the essay book and felt her hands tremble slightly.
She didn't open it immediately. Perhaps she was too excited and a little afraid.
She was afraid that when she opened the essay book, the content would have nothing to do with An Tusheng or Zhi Tong.
Teacher He walked over." Mimi, open it and take a look."”
Yang Mi nodded. Then, under everyone's gaze, she flipped open the cover of the essay book.
When Yang Mi's eyes touched the words in the essay book, her eyes suddenly widened and her face was filled with joy.
Teacher He's curiosity was piqued. He immediately went over and read the words. His eyes lit up." What beautiful words."”
"This handwriting is too beautiful." Yang Mi sighed and handed the contents of the first page of the essay book to the camera.
When the audience saw the handwriting on the essay book, they could not help but exclaim.
"F * ck, these words are beautifully written.”
"It's not easy for a man to write such words.”
"Beautiful, beautiful."
"It looks like it was printed out by a printer. Ye Shaoheng is amazing.”
"It's almost the same as what I wrote."
“……”
Amidst the audience's discussion, the three women had already finished reading the first page. Yang Mi had yet to speak.
Zi Feng spoke," What's written on this is the 'Godly Brush Ma Liang'. It's absolutely true.
I don't even know how many times I've read 'Godly Brush Ma Liang'. I can't say that I can recite the contents backwards, but I can definitely remember them deeply. This first page is the content of the Godly Brush Ma Liang.”
Seeing the original manuscript of his favorite fairy tale, Zi Feng was as happy as a child.
Yang Mi flipped another two pages and nodded."Yes, the content inside is indeed the [Godly Brush Ma Liang].”
"Huff huff…"
Mr. He patted his chest. With his strong adaptability, he didn't know what to say to the camera.
"I doubt it! It was simply impossible for a thirteen year old to write the godly brush Ma Liang.”
"I support the comment above. If you say that he wrote a small story like 'Squirrel Crossing the River', I will believe it. But if you say that' Godly Brush Ma Liang 'was written by a thirteen-year-old child, I will never believe it.”
"Is this the plot arranged by the production team?”
"If it's an arranged plot, I won't watch Mushroom Hut anymore.”
"It's just a manuscript, it's not enough to prove that this is the original manuscript. Maybe Ye Shaoheng liked this story and copied it down?”
"That's right. Don't rush to conclusions.”
"Now that the entire Internet is paying attention to this matter, the program team shouldn't act rashly. But if it wasn't arranged, it could only prove that Auntie Li's son was Zhi Tong.”
“……”
Teacher He rubbed his hands together." Dear viewers, let me make it clear first. This was not a segment arranged by the program team. It was an accident.
Everyone, don't be anxious. We also want to know if Student Ye Shaoheng is really Zhi Tong.
Let's wait until we finish reading this manuscript.”
As soon as Teacher He finished speaking, Yang Mi said,"Isn't this too clean?"
Teacher He was a little puzzled." What do you mean by too clean?"”
"This manuscript." Yang Mi placed the exercise book in front of the screen again." I've read more than ten pages. There's not a single wrong word in it. There's no sign of modification anywhere. This is too strange.”
Hearing Yang Mi's words, everyone reacted.
According to Auntie Li, this draft should be Ye Shaoheng's first draft.
All novelists knew.
Even if the outline was written, the details were written, and even the chapter was written well, it was impossible to not change a word.
However, this manuscript was just so magical. It was as clean and concise as a published book, let alone editing it.
"Auntie Li, was the first manuscript your son wrote in this exercise book?”
Yang Mi asked. Aunty Li was the only one who knew what happened back then, so it was not wrong to ask her.
"Yes!"
Auntie Li was very firm this time." When he was writing this story, I stayed up late with him. I'm 100% sure that this is the first time he wrote something.”
"Is he a god?" Zi Feng had a look of disbelief.
"It's my first time writing a manuscript, and my handwriting is beautiful and good. Only a god can do that.”
Mr. He said emotionally.
…………
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