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Chapter 1629: Chapter 1307: Dream of the Red Chamber

At this moment, the one sitting on the stage is undoubtedly Lin Yuan—

the legendary author Chu Kuang himself.

With his back to the audience, seemingly turning his back on the world, Lin Yuan felt calmer than he had anticipated.

Before this live broadcast, he had used every System potion that could benefit today’s live stream, preparing more thoroughly than ever before.

The host, An Hong, who also took the stage, finally spoke:

“This live broadcast is hosted by the Literature and Art Association. After being checked by official experts, the equipment used by Chu Kuang, including the computer, keyboard, chair, and drinking water, has shown no signs of cheating.”

An Hong solemnly announced.

Today’s setting does not allow him to bring the usual ease from hosting entertainment shows: “Does anyone here have any objections?”

No one had any objections.

Including Ling Kong and Song Fang.

What a joke, under such public scrutiny with the world’s eyes on them, more stringent than any global exam, cheating is simply impossible!

The most important thing is…

The personnel from the Literature and Art Association had checked in advance, and with official certification, how could it possibly be fake?

Unless Chu Kuang could truly sway official attitudes, but if he indeed had this strength, he wouldn’t be in a position to need self-verification.

“In that case, let me introduce today’s scenario to everyone.

The mysterious guest on stage is Chu Kuang, and he will be creating a novel live on the spot.

The content of Chu Kuang’s novel will appear on the public screen.

The public screen will display Chu Kuang’s creative process from multiple angles, ensuring everyone can see clearly.

As for the public’s biggest concern about his appearance, it will happen after the novel is completed. I hope everyone can understand, as being watched while writing is already a lot of pressure.”

Could this man in the blue shirt really be Chu Kuang!

Today’s live stream, Chu Kuang truly will reveal his face!

An Hong’s words provided just these two pieces of useful information, enough to excite everyone both on-site and online!

This included the supporters and, even more so, the opposition.

Though the two sides each had their own reasons.

At this time.

The camera swept over Ling Kong and Song Fang, causing an uproar among the livestream audience.

Many didn’t expect that these two figures, considered leaders of the Skepticist faction, would also be present!

It seems today we really are reaching the moment of truth!

On the stage.

An Hong took a deep breath, turning to look at the blue-clad back figure: “Mr. Chu Kuang, you may begin.”

As the words fell.

The audience saw Chu Kuang’s hand move.

Tap tap tap.

In the document on the screen, three words appeared:

The Dream of the Red Chamber!

The background of The Red Chamber’s story is a fictional creation.

Overall, The Dream of the Red Chamber uses Cao Xueqin’s own experiences, integrating characteristics of the time, infusing the lifestyle of late-Ming officials, the storyline of the Qing Dynasty, and the living background of the Ming Dynasty, forming a blend of both Ming and Qing living environments.

And at this moment.

Lin Yuan chose The Dream of the Red Chamber primarily to correspond to the two of the four great classics that have already been completed:

Journey to the West

Water Margin.

Don’t forget those two novels are in classical Chinese.

Among contemporary writers, Chu Kuang is undoubtedly unique in being able to write novels this way, marking him as a symbolic figure in the Blue Star literary world, which can also be considered part of the evidence proving Chu Kuang is Chu Kuang.

Without the slightest pause.

After writing the book title, Lin Yuan continued typing, writing the first chapter of The Dream of the Red Chamber:

In Zhen Shiyin’s visionary dream, Jia Yucun cherishes a longing for the fair maiden in a dusty world.

[When Nuwa was refining stones to mend the sky, in the vast wilderness at Wujiyai, she crafted 36,501 stones, each 12 feet high and 24 feet wide. Nuwa used only 36,500 stones, leaving just a single one unused, abandoned at the foot of the Green Ridge Peak in this mountain. Who would have thought that after the stone was refined, it gained spiritual consciousness. Seeing that all the stones were used to mend the sky, while it alone was deemed unfit and left out, it began to lament and sigh day and night with shame…]

Lin Yuan omitted some parts where the author narrated about himself.

The text began directly by detailing the origin of the stone, which is Jia Baoyu’s former incarnation.

And across the countless screens, readers who had always believed in Chu Kuang didn’t even need to examine the content closely to enjoy the classical novel’s style, tacitly smiling:

“Exactly!”

“It’s just that flavor!”

“Still the classical style, like Journey to the West!”

“The latest work of the old rascal, Water Margin, has the same writing style!”

“It’s unmistakably the old rascal’s touch!”

“I told you, the old rascal is definitely the real deal!”

“This is just the tip of the iceberg.”

“It’s manageable if you’d pre-memorized it.”

“This only means Chu Kuang memorized this new book ahead of time, which should have come from that top expert in the team, as Journey to the West and Water Margin were likely masterpieces from that expert.”

“Who knows, this book might be a collaborative effort by several authors.”

“You sure can spin a tale even better than Helena Matoušková.”

“Why do you die-hard fans refuse to accept reality?”

“Hold on, let’s not argue!”

“Look at Chu Kuang’s typing speed, my god, is this even human!”

Typing speed?

Some audience members, who hadn’t paid much attention before, focused their eyes and were instantly amazed!

On one huge public screen, Chu Kuang’s ten fingers, like agile water snakes, would occasionally dart out at breakneck speed!

The whole process was so fast it seemed like a blur, making it impossible to clearly see which keys he was pressing!

Swish swish swish!

His fingers were truly dancing!

Only the swiftly appearing text on the screen reminded everyone:

In the past moments, just how many times had Chu Kuang pressed the keyboard!

Some slower readers even had this feeling:

Chu Kuang’s writing speed had surpassed their reading speed of the texts!

“This truly is the real keyboard warrior!!!!”

“Chu Kuang the old rascal has redefined what it means to be a tentacled freak!!!”

“Hahahahahaha, does this typing speed not convince you?”

“Weren’t we being sarcastic about our old rascal being a time management master before?”

“Does this even require time management?”

“I suspect the words the old rascal typed in five minutes would take you half an hour on a keyboard!”

“Chu Kuang must really go through keyboards quickly…”

“The keyboard onstage says it’s already been hurt by the old rascal’s typing!”

“No wonder the old rascal writes so fast, this kind of single-for-decades speed, who would believe it if they didn’t see it in person, makes you want to light a cigarette with the old rascal’s keyboard!”

“Do you believe it now?”

“This is the bona fide old rascal. He writes fast because he types fast, not because he has a large team. His typing speed alone can rival an entire team!”

“The old rascal’s typing speed could apply for a Lux World Record, right?!”

“This input method can’t be used by ordinary people. It’s reputed to be the fastest in the world, way more outrageous than voice input!”

“Memorized in advance!”

“He must have memorized it in advance!”

“Without even thinking, he just writes directly. You tell me this is improvised? Who would believe that!”

“Typing speed is indeed fast, but memorizing in advance and thinking while writing are two completely different matters!”

“Still being stubborn?”

“Even if it was memorized in advance, you must admit the typing speed, right? Chu Kuang’s high output is justified, isn’t it?”

The debate continued.

On the public screen.

On one side, the words formed sentences smoothly, without even a typo, and on the other, Chu Kuang’s peak typing speed exploded. He seemed to transform the mundane act of typing on a keyboard into art; at least the rhythm of his typing hands held a beautiful allure!

It seemed as if he wasn’t typing at all.

Compared to typing, he looked more like playing the piano?

Fast typists usually have a high error rate, often frantically hitting backspace.

Yet what Chu Kuang showcased to the audience was not just speed but also the miracle of almost no typos!

At that moment.

Everyone was stunned with shock!

Wasn’t this supposed to be a live global creation showcase?

How did it turn into a live Guinness World Record challenge?

…

Compared to ordinary viewers watching the live stream, the feelings of influential figures from various fields and media reporters present were even more astonishing!

Because they were close, all around them were the sounds of keyboard clacking:

Clack clack clack.

Tap tap tap.

La la la.

Deng deng deng.

This sound seemed to be in super speed mode, or had some kind of ghostly effect, something ordinary humans simply couldn’t achieve!

On Earth.

In the International Shorthand Competition, a participant named Helena Matoušková created a human miracle:

As per the competition rules, in 30 minutes to see who types the most, Helena Matoušková recorded a glorious achievement of 24,224 characters in the arena.

Average of 807 characters per minute, with zero mistakes!

Lin Yuan now barely reaches this level, provided he uses system-provided potions, practically gaining a cheat, to achieve such close-to-human-limit typing speed.

Using speed to shock this venue.

This was part of Lin Yuan’s plan.

Because demonstrating typing speed is of immense necessity for Lin Yuan:

There are too many brilliant novels on Earth, and if he doesn’t display such monstrous typing speed, there will always be questions as to how he could match the output of a lifetime in just a few years.

Now Lin Yuan has provided an explanation.

Did you see my typing speed?

Perhaps what I write in half an hour is enough for you to huff and puff at the computer, straining your back, for two days and nights.

This is very scientific.

As for the unscientific parts, Lin Yuan plans to gradually reveal them to the public, allowing everyone to enjoy it today and solve all potential doubts once and for all now and in the future!

Just like that.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Thirty minutes.

In just half an hour, Lin Yuan wrote a total of 23,000 characters, only 1,000 short of the Guinness World Record holder!

Perhaps he started a bit slow?

Lin Yuan feels he could write a thousand more characters at full throttle.

However, the first 20,000 characters of “Dream of the Red Chamber” are already enough for the audience to digest for a while.

Both inside and outside, people’s reading speed was already left trailing behind Lin Yuan’s typing speed!

This feeling is as if you are driving a supercar, and a person beside you is shaking the wheels of their chair, yet they’re going faster than you!

So let’s wait a bit for the readers.

Lin Yuan stopped and took a sip of the nearby tea.

Half an hour ago, the tea was still hot; now it is just the right warmth.

This detail was noticed by the audience, and they have no words to describe this scene, as Chu Kuang wrote more than 20,000 words without blinking, and yet the tea beside him was still steaming hot upon completion!

“Warm tea, twenty thousand words”

Who would like to try writing 23,000 words with a cup of tea in hand?

By the time you finish writing, the tea leaves would probably spoil.

Stunned silence.

The live broadcast site was in a state of stunned silence.

The broadcast room was in another state of stunned silence.

But after this brief lull, the audience inside and outside ultimately submerged themselves into the opening of “Dream of the Red Chamber”.

At this moment, Lin Yuan finished writing the first three chapters of “Dream of the Red Chamber” using just half an hour.

“Huh——”

“Hiss——”

Facing the budding magnificence of “Red Chamber”, the audience below the stage suddenly emitted several indistinct sounds and light gasps, followed by gradual changes in facial expressions.

At this moment.

The ripples that surged up in people’s hearts, in fact, surpassed those brought by Chu Kuang’s typing speed, marking another kind of shock.

This is the shock brought by the literature and novel itself.

It met, even exceeded the expectations people had for this live broadcast.

Someone keenly noticed a few of Chu Kuang’s original poems in the first chapter of “Dream of the Red Chamber”, one of which read:

“All a piece of absurd speech, a torrent of painful tears! They all say the author is crazy, who can understand its taste?”

So that’s how it is.

Someone felt they glimpsed into Chu Kuang’s state of mind.

This poem carries a metaphor, where Chu Kuang reflects his feelings.

Seemingly portraying the novel, it actually was a self-deprecating expression.

For Chu Kuang, global live creation might, as the poem suggests, be both absurd and heart-wrenching.

Everyone says the author is crazy, but who can truly understand him!

Alright then.

It’s safe to say there are wizards of interpretation everywhere.

Yet the true shock that the first three chapters of this book brought to the world is, of course, not merely this alone!