The spring in the south of the Yangtze River is the season when the bells and grasses grow. The spring is bright everywhere, and it is intoxicating.

Liu Jingting took a look at the time and made the decision to continue skipping classes in the afternoon. In fact, with his current level, he could completely skip junior high school and high school and take the college entrance examination directly because he was originally a college student.

Speaking of which, this is really a sad but pleasant story. Three months ago, the second day after Liu Jingting's second grade started, it happened to be Tuesday. There was no class in the afternoon. Liu Jingting and a few friends in the dormitory made an appointment to go to the stadium to play basketball. He saw an old man setting up a stall under the boys' dormitory. Liu Jingting also bought a 300G USB stick.

This is an extremely normal and ordinary university life. Similar dramas are staged on campus almost every day. However, what happened next made the entire incident irreversibly deviate from the original track.

The three-a-side basketball game was playing hot. Liu Jingting held the ball and a perfect Crossover passed the defense and rushed into the inside. Just as he got up to lay up, an opponent's defender rushed over and pushed it to Liu Jingting in the air. Time froze. When Liu Jingting woke up, he found himself lying in the Chinese class in the third year of junior high school, and his saliva had already flowed backwards.

Liu Jingting came to this world that was both familiar and unfamiliar. The familiar part was that he knew everyone he should know and knew every place he should know. There were seven continents and four oceans in this world, Mount Everest, seven miracles, NBA, World Cup, Hollywood, Oscars, Grammys, Golden Horse...

The part that made Liu Jingting unfamiliar is that those literary works or writers that he is familiar with have no records at all. He searched the Internet and searched all books, but he had no gains. The world's literary world is deserted like the Sahara Desert. The field of children's literature is still supported by ancient fairy tales such as "Aesop's Fables" or "One Thousand and One Nights". Youth literature is represented by the popular best-selling kings Xue Muliang and Han Shuo, which are relatively active, while traditional literature is full of various historical materials and classics.

As for the classic martial arts of the four masters of Jin, Gu, Liang and Huang, the popular "Harry Potter", the voluminous works of reasoning, etc., there is no record of even a single word, and even the ten world classics rated by the New York Times have been left with no marks.

What's even more strange is that the names and contents of these books are clearly imprinted in their minds, as if they have a very large USB drive in their minds - Wow, U disk! Liu Jingting suddenly remembered the USB drive he bought on the old man's street stall. Could it be that U disk was actually put into his mind?

Liu Jingting sighed softly and stopped thinking about it. After three months, he had basically accepted the facts in front of him, and even comforted himself that those "outcoming events" were just a dream he had in class, and the "novels" in his mind that were enough to shock the whole world were gifts given to him by God, and of course, it was also a mission.

Liu Jingting once vividly imagined this scene: the great and kind God patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Little Liu, the important task of the Renaissance of this world is to you."

Thinking of this, besides Alexander, he was actually a little excited.

So, where did literature and art begin to revive?

In my dream or in my previous life, I loved martial arts novels such as Jin Guliang. Since that is the case, the first step of the Renaissance should start with the sword light and the shadow of the sword.

Liu Jingting turned his notebook to a new page and searched for his memories again. There was a public opinion in the martial arts world in his previous life. Chinese new martial arts began with Mr. Liang Yusheng's "Dragon and Tiger Fighting in Jinghua". Whether it is out of tribute or following the laws of literary and artistic development, Liu Jingting's novel path will also begin from this.

"The wedge rains at night and the mountains are empty, and strange guests come late at night, and the clouds are from the sky, and the ancient temple talks about the past"

After Liu Jingting finished writing this sentence, he couldn't help but comment: "Mr. Liang has a very high literary attainment, and his novels are the most powerful. Even the chapters are written so poetically."

"Punishing water floats, lotus leaves gather, who can tell the thoughts of 30 years? The sword light, sword shadow, candle shaking red, Zen heart has not allowed to be stained with mud, grass condenses beads, cereals are separated by fog, the relationship between children in the rivers and lakes is often wrong, looking back on the past, dragons and tigers fight against the evening of the capital."

...

"Haha, it's interesting, so interesting." A young woman laughed loudly from the editor-in-chief of Children's Literature and Art Publishing House. The editors in the garage outside the office looked at each other. Their editor-in-chief's style of reviewing has always been unrestrained, which is no longer a rare thing.

"Xiaomai, come to my office." The editor-in-chief held a few pieces of letter paper in his hand, and stood at the door of the office at some point, beckoning the editor Mai Mai.

A clever girl jumped to the editor-in-chief like a deer and asked with a smile: "Editor Yao, I have discovered a good manuscript again."

"Yes, a fairy tale written by a middle school student is so funny. Take it over and read it. Next month's magazine will focus on it. Well, there's an advertisement on the cover."

"Okay." Mai Mai took the manuscript and was very curious. A middle school student's manuscript was actually put on the cover of a magazine for advertising. The editor-in-chief rarely recommends newcomers like this. Han Shuo, who last time he put the cover as a newcomer, is now one of the leaders of youth literature. He is also the only young author who can compete with Xue Muliang.

"Mangmang and Titi, such a loving name." Mai Mai returned to his seat and began to study it carefully.

At the same time, Mi Hu, a beautiful girl editor of the "Big Jianghu" magazine, was also watching the manuscript. At this moment, she was staring at the manuscript in her hand with all her heart, and even forgot to take back the hand that was going to get the snacks. It was obviously attracted by the story. After a long time, she heard her murmuring: "The dream of the golden sword and the iron horse in the rivers and lakes, the dream of the world, the bright moon and the barbarians, everywhere, the dragon and the tiger fight for 30 years, the matter is vague, the people are looking at the capital, the wind and the sand of the sea are thousands of miles away."

After reading it, she remained silent for a long time, looking sad and anxious. After a while, she finally came back to her senses and said to herself in an incredible tone: "You can actually write martial arts novels like this!"

Ten minutes later, this novella of martial arts called "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua" appeared on the desk of the editor-in-chief of "Dajianghu" magazine.

"Editor-in-chief, I feel that this manuscript will set off a new wave of reading." The young and beautiful female editor looked excited and looked at the editor-in-chief with a gaze.

"Gu Yongsheng, new author?" Editor-in-chief Zhou Daoran glanced at the signature and asked casually.

"I am a middle school student, but my writing style and sentiment when reading novels may be written by adults. Of course, it is not ruled out that I am a young genius."

"Young genius," Zhou Daoran showed a scheming smile and said, "Young genius is good, and there is a topic."

"No, editor-in-chief, you can read the manuscript first. I dare say, you have never read such a novel before."

As a new editor of "The Great Rivers and Lakes", Mihu wrote and edited by good people. She was young but had a brilliant resume. With her sharp review vision and a keen sense of trends, she has discovered many outstanding young writers, but now most of them have been poached by Xue Muliang's "Ding Novels" at a high price.

"Oh, what manuscript makes our female Bole so uneasy?" Zhou Daoran was also curious when he saw his beloved generals so highly praised the manuscript on the table.

"Editor-in-chief, you read the manuscript first," Mihu pointed playfully outside the door and said, "When you are shocked and have nothing to say, call me at any time."

Zhou Daoran smiled and shook his head, with an expression of "I haven't seen anything in this editor-in-chief."

An hour and a half later, Zhou Daoran came out of the company with a serious expression, holding a stack of printed manuscripts in his hand, and said to the entire editorial department: "Ten minutes later, the Moon Conference Room will hold a meeting, and the editor-in-chief and editor will arrive!"

Seeing the editor-in-chief's expression, everyone's hearts started to beat the drums again. The last time she had such an unprecedented meeting was because Bei Hetang, the number one in "The Great Rivers and Lakes", transferred to "Ding Novel". Who left this time? Asheng? Annie?
Chapter completed!