Rebirth of the Evil Life

The principal is the principal. He cannot be Lin Feng. Naturally, he cannot suppress the crowd or control these reporters. Soon, the principal handed over the 'original manuscript' under pressure from many reporters. Of course, the principal is not that stupid and will directly give the original manuscript to many reporters. This manuscript cannot be given to reporters, otherwise if a bored reporter takes it for an appraisal or something, the scam will be revealed.

Therefore, the principal just took pictures of this manuscript for all reporters. As for the original manuscript, it must be kept for collection. Of course, if this original document is spread across the country through the hands of these reporters and no one discovers the fraud, then he will build a glass wall of honor in the school and display this composition in it. Become a landmark building of the school. He believed that many people would come here to pay homage to the 'holy relic' in the future, and there would also be many parents who would send their students to the school.

Amid the laughter of the principal, many reporters who got Lin Feng's "original manuscript" left immediately. The school suddenly became quiet and returned to its original orderly state. At this time, everyone felt a little uncomfortable. Especially for some teachers who still want to see if there is a chance to show their face at a press conference, this is really unaccustomed.

Why did this one suddenly leave? They didn't say a word! Not a single face was shown.

"Okay, everyone, let's go back. These reporters got what they wanted, so of course they have to leave. But don't worry, our school will definitely become famous this time. Hum, Lin Feng's manuscript will cause a sensation across the country!" Although the principal was a little regretful, he finally held a press conference, but before he could say a few words, he was interrupted by these reporters. Then they got what they wanted and ran away. It's a pity, but the principal believes that these reporters will come again in the future.

"Teacher Liu, let's go." The principal greeted Liu Shourun, who was in a daze on the podium, with his hands behind his back. He returned to the office with a beaming face.

Teacher Liu Shourun on the podium looked at the empty playground, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. He is a moral teacher, otherwise he would not still be teaching here in the past few years. But what he did this time really made him feel a little ashamed. However, the original manuscript has been photographed by reporters, and I believe it will be known to the whole country before long. Why. I don’t know what will happen to this article in the end, whether it will be exposed. If it is exposed, it will be humiliating. This is embarrassing. His reputation in this life was completely destroyed.

But now that the wood has become the boat and the rice has become the cooking pot, he can only look up to the sky and sigh. I wish, I wish. Don't be exposed. After all, this was a good thing for him, just adding another layer of magical color to Lin Feng's already magical aura.

Soon, all major media outlets across the country published the essay "The Sleeping Lion Awakes, Returns After a Hundred Years" on its front page, and without exception, all media outlets praised Lin Feng.

"People's Daily" - Lin Feng's academic performance has always been poor. But no one expected that Lin Feng's composition would be so good.

"The sleeping lion wakes up and returns after a hundred years." The title of this essay is full of domineering power, giving people the surging momentum of a heavenly kingdom. The first sentence in the article is - the sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive, which quotes a famous line from the "Book of Changes". The opening chapter is very exciting, and then leads from the creation of Pangu to the modern history of humiliation in China, and then to the founding of New China. The motherland became prosperous and powerful, and finally returned to Hong Kong. Lin Feng's domineering spirit and the spirit of fighting for China's rise are clearly visible. Although the writing style is not very good, the whole composition is exciting to read and arouses a patriotic complex in the readers. The sleeping lion woke up. Ten years after Hong Kong's return, China will surely become more powerful!

"Master Feng, didn't you say that your writing is terrible, but it doesn't look bad at all. At least I don't think I can write better than you. You are being humble. This is not like your style. !" Li Zekai pointed at the online version of the People's Daily and said jokingly, "Look, you are bragging about how domineering you are now, but you have been doing it since you were a child."

Lin Feng was confused. Especially looking at the essays published here, they are so well written. Did you write it yourself? Although the handwriting is not much different from my own, it should be my own handwriting, but I have never written such an awesome composition before. In my own impression, no.

"Look, this is the Global Times. It's also describing how awesome you are, the second best, and the best. When did these newspapers become your bastards?" Li Zekai looked envious and jealous. Although he sold satellite TV to Rupert Murdoch in 1993 and earned nearly 1 billion U.S. dollars and became famous, causing a sensation in Hong Kong and being called Little Superman, he has never been so touted by the media. Look at now, every newspaper here is praising Lin Feng, saying that his composition is a natural masterpiece. Although his writing style is a little immature, he can write such a full-minded article at the age of 17. This must be placed in the college entrance examination. That's definitely a perfect composition.

Hey, it's true that people are pitted against each other, which makes people mad.

"Hey, don't talk about these things. No matter how good this essay is, it's still like that. If it wasn't me, Lin Feng, who wrote this essay, and my name wasn't signed on it, do you think this essay would be read by so many people? "Pleasing?" Lin Feng shrugged, "You can say that, look -"

Lin Feng turned around, then took a rag and spread it on the ground. In his other hand, he held an ink bottle. Then, while Li Zekai was puzzled, he poured out the ink bottle in his hand and pointed at the rag, "Tomorrow you will take this to Sotheby's for auction, saying that it was inspired by me, Lin Feng. How much do you think it can sell for?"

Li Zekai nodded. He understood what Lin Feng meant. Actually, this essay is so popular not because it is really popular. Although its title is domineering, it is just so-so in the whole country. It is just because the person who wrote this essay is Lin Feng, and it happened to be the tenth anniversary of Hong Kong's return to China. Lin Feng mentioned this essay he had written at the celebration, so it is so popular. Otherwise, I am afraid that no one would care about it. If someone else or someone else were to change the place, this essay would be just so-so.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. By the way, this private club will be officially open for business soon. You can just go there and stand on the stage!" Li Zekai said with a smile, "By the way, what do you think about the relationship between you and the Bao family? We are also going to invite Dr. Su Haiwen. If you think there is a problem, we will not invite him." Lin Feng shrugged indifferently. "There is no grudge between me and the Bao family. The ones who have grudges are Bao Peili and her sisters, but I think that grudge is probably just a quarrel at most. As for me, it doesn't matter. We are just normal competitors, just like me and Apple." Lin Feng said with a smile. The private club run by Li Zekai and others is mainly composed of Hong Kong people. Although Su Haiwen is not a native Hong Konger, he is a son-in-law of Hong Kong. It is reasonable for Li Zekai to invite him. And he is indeed a talent. Although he is a little older, he is not much different from Li Zekai. Huh! Li Zekai let out a long sigh. In this case, it couldn't be better. At this time, Lin Feng received a call from Chu City. A call that surprised Lin Feng. His alma mater, No. 4 Middle School, was going to erect a bronze statue for him at the school gate. This made Lin Feng feel a little thunderbolt. It was normal for a university to have a bronze statue. But I have never heard of a high school having one, especially most of the bronze statues were for outstanding contributions to the school. Do I have one? I have not made any contribution to the school. The only contribution was to let the school take a year off. Now, out of the blue, they want to erect a bronze statue for me. Lin Feng can only say that they are too good at seizing the opportunity.

Obviously, his alma mater wants to use this opportunity to promote the school. Should I go or not? After thinking for a long time, Lin Feng decided to go once. After all, it is his alma mater, and it is not appropriate not to go.

As a result, when he went there, he encountered a heavy rainstorm that only occurs once in fifty years. The rain was pouring down from the sky, and the raindrops were like beans. If you don't go out with an umbrella, the raindrops will hit your body, which is painful. There were originally hundreds of reporters, but because of the heavy rain, only a few reporters arrived at the scene. There was no way, the rain was too heavy, so heavy that people could not stand it. The celebration activities that had been prepared for a long time were also forced to be cancelled.

Originally, it was planned to be postponed, but when I looked at the weather forecast, it would rain for the next week. It's just that the rain may be lighter. Since it's going to rain anyway, why not do it today. So, after the hasty end, the principal and his party took Lin Feng to dinner.

Of course, there were also the party secretary of Chu City and his party. They and Lin Feng were old friends, and they had contributed to Lin Feng's career development. Since Lin Feng was back, they naturally had to sit down and eat together.

"It's raining heavily, and Director Lin has suffered!" The principal toasted.

"Alas, this is really unpredictable! Yesterday, it was said that today's weather should be cloudy, which is a rare good weather in recent days, but today it suddenly turned into a heavy rainstorm. Moreover, this time it rained in half of the country, and the rainfall was not small. The recent rainfall is also heavier than in previous years. If it rains this way, the grain production this year will be in trouble!" Secretary Yu said worriedly.

Chu City has been a land of fish and rice since ancient times. If the production is not enough this year, the farmers will be in trouble. And now it is raining all over the country, which will cause a sharp drop in the national grain production, which will be troublesome. The price will rise.

"By the way, Mr. Lin, the yield of the land you got in Chu City may also be affected. You should prepare early! This year's weather may be difficult!" Secretary Yu reminded.

Lin Feng took a sip of wine and nodded. He knew in his heart that the food crisis was really coming!