Chapter 92 - “This is also Everything”! (1/2)

The interview question was out.

Everyone looked at Zhang Ye, wondering how he was to answer. He had to follow up on a tough poem that had previously gone in Chinese language textbooks, w.a.n.g Shuixin’s most famous poem, “Everything”.

Zhang Ye did not speak for a long while.

“Everything”? Why did it sound so familiar?

He was sure that he had heard this poem somewhere, but he could not remember it clearly. Hence, he said, “Can I have some water?”

“Yes.” w.a.n.g Shuixin turned his head.

An interviewer threw a bottle of mineral water to Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye used the time to drink the water and opened his game ring and bought a “Memory Search Capsule”. He closed his eyes, pretending to be in thought. In fact, he had swallowed the capsule while drinking water. He was searching the memories in his brain, and finally Zhang Ye opened his eyes. He had found his memory and had finally remembered why this poem sounded so familiar!

What the f**k!

Wasn’t this Bei Dao‘s “Everything”!?

However, there were some slight differences!

For example in his world, Bei Dao had written, “Every fate is destined. Every cloud is fleeting. Every beginning is without an ending. Every search is brief.”

As for w.a.n.g Shuixin’s poem, it was “Everything is fated. Everything is unreal. Everything has no end. Everything has no home to return to.” It may look different, but the format and meaning were about the same. The core idea was similar. One of the lines, “Every faith comes with longing”, was identical in both poems. There was not a single word different!

This world also had something similar to “Everything”?

However, there was no Bei Dao, but it was written by w.a.n.g Shuixin?

This was not surprising either. The two worlds’ cultural backgrounds weren’t much different. The Four Great Cla.s.sical Novels, such as Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin, still existed. Maybe it was because the Four Great Cla.s.sical Novels had too strong of an effect ingrained in the country, so there was no way of changing it. So it was not modified by the game ring. Then it was pretty normal to have similar literature works from both worlds.  Of course, they were just similar. In Zhang Ye’s world, Bei Dao was a very famous poet. In terms of text and profoundness, Zhang Ye clearly believed Bei Dao’s “Everything” was much more excellent than w.a.n.g Shuixin’s “Everything”!

This was the topic?

Zhang Ye laughed, for he could not control himself.

Bei Dao’s “Everything” was considered quite famous, but the reason why Zhang Ye did not remember it to the point of needing to use the Memory Search Capsule to search his memories for it was because there was another poem that was more famous. It was written as a retort to Bei Dao’s “Everything”. It had completely negated Bei Dao’s work, hence Zhang Ye and the people from his world had a deeper impression of that poem and had forgotten about Bei Dao’s “Everything”. Even if people from his world mentioned “Everything”, it was to use it as a reference or backstory. It was as if “Everything” existed just to accentuate the other poem. Hence, no matter how well it was written, and had cried out the lives of people so perfectly, in front of that poem, “Everything” was just a supporting role, and considered a sidekick. It could only be hidden under a shade!

“Are you done?” a woman urged.

“Can you begin?” a young interviewer was also turning impatient.

Seeing that Zhang Ye did not speak for so long, Hu Fei guessed that Zhang Ye was unable to follow up. He sighed in his heart. Zhang Ye had low odds of success, and it would have been impossible for him to be accepted by the Leader. w.a.n.g Shuixin’s att.i.tude was very clear. Now, by not being able to answer the interview question, the chances of hiring him were close to nil.

However, Hu Fei’s love for talent was very deep. He was still trying his best to help Zhang Ye fight for it, “Director w.a.n.g. Little Zhang is still young, so no matter how much talent he has, he can’t compare to you. This question is indeed quite difficult. Shall we change a topic and let Little Zhang have freedom to express a poem?”

“Brother Hu, ” a female interviewer said, “then what’s the point of an interview? Anyone can write something freely. That’s not ability.”

w.a.n.g Shuixin also lightly laughed, “Old Hu, to speak the truth, I want to test Little Zhang’s creative ability on the spot today. It seems all his poems in the past were created on the spot. As for the poem’s quality and logic, I’ll reserve my judgment. I don’t believe those good works of his were written on the spot by Little Zhang. It doesn’t agree with reason. Even if it was written on the spot, it couldn’t be done without any stammering, right? And those poems of his had so much logic? And the parallelism was done so well? And since you appreciate this youth so much, I’m testing him this time. So I purposely used my poem to let him follow up. First, it’s to see if he really can compose on the spot, and secondly, to see if Little Zhang really has as much literary skill as people say.”

Hu Fei said, “But to follow up on a cla.s.sic poem that even entered language textbooks, Little Zhang will…”

w.a.n.g Shuixin waved his hand to stop Hu Fei from continuing. He looked at Zhang Ye, “It’s alright, Little Zhang. Take your time to think; there’s no hurry. Hur Hur. At your age, you might not have heard this poem. When you were in high school, the materials for your language cla.s.s might not have included “Everything”. If you did not catch everything, I can recite it to you again.”

A youth volunteered, “Since you already recited it once, why don’t you let me, Director w.a.n.g?”

“Alright, Little Xu, you do it. Hur Hur.” w.a.n.g Shuixin was in a good mood. He had been doing administrative work all these years, so for him to once again display his literary works was a rare event. Seeing Zhang Ye remaining silent, and his subordinates looking at him with admiration and respect, w.a.n.g Shuixin was very pleased.

The other interviewers and the youth completely ignored Zhang Ye. They knew that it was impossible for Zhang Ye to follow up on the poem. The only reason that they were still in here to interview Zhang Ye was to kiss a.s.s and flatter the Leader. They wanted to see with their own eyes how their Leader defeated Zhang Ye, a newcomer who had been praised for his poetry. Besides, even without the flattering factor, Director w.a.n.g did have the absolute ability!

Zhang Ye? A newcomer!

Compared to Director w.a.n.g, what was he!?