latelenovela Chapter 153 Doubts
Chapter 153 Doubts
"what?"
Upon hearing Feng Shuyuan's words, Sang Wenhuai turned around, a hint of nervousness in his expression.
"Here's the thing, the first-place winner of the essay contest will receive a special reward, so they need to provide me with an address."
Seeing Sang Wenhuai's expression, Feng Shuyuan quickly explained.
"That's right."
Hearing Feng Shuyuan say this, Sang Wenhuai seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and gave Feng Shuyuan the address in a few words.
"Don't we need to fill in your brother's name?"
Looking at the name and phone number provided by Sang Wenhuai, Feng Shuyuan asked one more question:
"Your brother should be home now, right? Can't we just use his name and phone number?"
"My brother is in the hospital right now, so it's inconvenient for him. We can get it when we go back."
Sang Wenhuai replied.
Feng Shuyuan nodded, agreeing with the answer.
Sang Wenhuai breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Feng Shuyuan ask with concern again:
"By the way, how is your brother's illness? It's not too serious, is it? Should we bring him some local specialties back with us? We can mail them all at once."
"Thank you for your concern. It's just a common illness, nothing serious. We'll buy the local specialties ourselves later. Thank you for thinking of my brother."
Seeing the growing impatience in Sang Wenhuai's eyes, Feng Shuyuan wisely kept quiet.
Only after the three had completely disappeared from sight did Feng Shuyuan remove the smile from his face.
Li Ming and the others had been following Feng Shuyuan around for some time, and Sang Wenhuai didn't pay much attention to them, naturally treating them as ordinary staff members.
Li Ming and Shan Shanshan, who were initially eager to go up and talk to the three of them, fell silent after seeing them.
Only after they were all left did Shan Shanshan speak:
"There's something very wrong with these three people."
Her face was full of solemnity.
"Yes."
Dawn nodded:
"Of all the creators I know, this is the first time I've encountered a situation where there's hope that we can use our real names instead of pen names."
Generally speaking, authors should identify with their pen name much more strongly than with their real name, especially if they have just won an award because of this pen name.
No matter how you look at it, Sang Wenhuai shouldn't have reacted this way.
"His reflection was so fluent, it was like he had recited it from memory."
Ding Ning added a sentence.
"When I was looking for an internship, I was not good at speaking, so I wrote a speech in advance and memorized it."
She frowned and thought for a moment:
"It's exactly the same as when he was speaking just now."
"I'd like to say that too."
Hui Hongshen stroked his chin and continued:
“I was thinking that maybe he’s just not good at speaking, so it would make sense for him to prepare a speech in advance. But apart from talking about his work, he was talking non-stop.”
He paused, then used a more precise word:
"It was as if he had switched modes."
Yes, there are too many suspicious points about this person.
Not only him, but the whole family has many suspicious points.
He won an award and wanted to bring his family along, which suggested that his family relationship should be very good. However, when he mentioned his younger brother, Sang Wenhuai clearly had no patience at all.
Is this really something that would happen in a harmonious family?
"Actually, I have a bold idea."
Li Ming remained silent for a long time before suddenly speaking.
"?"
Feng Shuyuan gestured to him with his eyes.
"I have a feeling that the author of this article is most likely that younger brother."
Dawn hesitated before speaking.
He himself knew that it was inappropriate to say such unfounded things.
But he simply couldn't ignore the strange feeling in his heart.
"Why do you say that?"
Feng Shuyuan looked at Li Ming intently.
If this speculation is true, then the original author's situation is probably not very good.
"I previously searched online for all the works published under this pen name."
Dawn shook her head.
"Nothing."
"This only proves that this is the first article officially published by this author under the pseudonym."
"To take an extreme view, this might be his first published work."
“All authors need to draw on their own material; it is impossible for a work to be entirely based on abstract ideas.”
"The writing is so insightful and detailed, especially the portrayal of the male protagonist's inner thoughts in the early stages, which is incredibly detailed."
"I can only assume that this is something he himself has experienced or thought about."
"In the article, the male protagonist's brother who makes things difficult for him in everything may also be a reference to something else."
Dawn's expression is veiled.
"Wow……"
Shan Shanshan listened with repeated exclamations of amazement.
But after Dawn finished speaking, she still cautiously offered her own thoughts:
"But isn't it a bit too radical to draw conclusions about this matter based solely on the article?"
"Yes."
Dawn smiled bitterly:
"So I said from the very beginning that this is just a guess."
"After all, this author, I'm not judging by appearance, but from any perspective, I can't find a trace of the Anwar I know."
Li Ming's words reminded everyone of Sang Wenhuai's "naive and unsophisticated" demeanor throughout the journey.
If it really is the author himself, he would at least have studied Anwar's appearance carefully when researching.
Even if you enter Anwar, you should only be amazed by the beautiful scenery, rather than feeling like you've never seen anything like it before.
Besides, he really is the author himself, how could he not know Shan Shanshan?
Feng Shuyuan released the call for submissions during Shan Shanshan's live stream.
Unbeknownst to many, everyone seemed to have accepted that Sang Wenhuai was not the true author of the article.
"I had a similar guess just now, after all, there are just too many suspicious points about this person."
Feng Shuyuan shook his head.
"So I just got their address from them. I'll have someone investigate. If there's really a problem, their neighbors will probably know something too."
"So... my beloved author might be in danger right now?"
Upon hearing Feng Shuyuan say the same thing, Shan Shanshan's voice involuntarily rose eight octaves.
Shan Shanshan might not really believe what Li Ming said, but she found it hard not to believe what Feng Shuyuan said.
A young woman in her early twenties has a remarkably rich imagination.
Just from a few words from Li Ming, many images had already appeared in her mind.
In her imagination, the author she so admired might be lying at home, delirious with illness, or perhaps with a broken arm or leg, or maybe just on his last breath, waiting for her to come to his rescue.
"No! I have to call the police!"
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Without hesitation, Shan Shanshan took out her phone and prepared to dial a number.
"No, let's wait for Boss Feng's investigation results! Don't make a big fuss over a mere guess!"
Although this speculation was proposed by Li Ming, the radical Li Ming still felt that the conservative Shan Shanshan's behavior was too radical.