Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1173 Meng Yang

Zuo Xi is not the only one in the school who is curious about Meng Yang, the vice president of the literature society.

At Shu University Affiliated High School, Meng Yang is the vice president of the literature club, but she is more than just the vice president of the literature club.

Meng Yang has excellent grades and is also very good-looking.

Good grades meant that her photo would often appear on the honor roll after each exam ranking, along with an inspirational motto and her ranking.

And good looks mean... every time students in the school pass by the honor roll, they will notice Meng Yang at first sight.

Of course, the occasional appearance of Meng Yang's works in the monthly magazine published by the literary club also added some popularity to her personality.

In terms of popularity, Meng Yang is almost naturally the opposite of Zuo Xi - she is almost a campus celebrity.

Zuo Xi had heard many rumors about her before joining the literary club.

A lively and gentle girl, like the sun, she rarely gets into conflict with anyone. She has many friends and strong leadership skills, and is a central figure in many circles, including the literature club. Whenever she appears, she seems to be surrounded by different people.

There are also gossips that she seems to be pursued by another campus celebrity who is also in the science class with excellent grades and outstanding looks.

But at first, Zuo Xi didn't care about Meng Yang.

She doesn't care about the "protagonist" of this kind of campus romance novel.

Although Meng Yang is a celebrity in Chengdu Experimental School, such a "protagonist" is too cheap - every school and every class has such a guy who is noticed because of his pretty face, and it is also common for him to have good grades or some talents.

Zuo Xi doesn't like those cheap novels and characters.

Until one day after the midterm of last semester, when she had finished reading "A Collection of Fictions" and "Seven Madmen" and had read the remaining books on her desk more than five times during evening study, she somehow opened the monthly magazine of the literary club, which she thought had no value in reading.

However, Zuo Xi, who read with a critical eye, was attracted by a short story in it.

The author of that article is Meng Yang.

The writing style is between absurdity and postmodernism. Although painful, it is plain and does not exaggerate the restrained emotional core of suffering, which is completely in line with Zuo Xi's aesthetic of literature.

Even if we put aside subjective aesthetics, objectively speaking, the quality of this article is very high.

So, during the evening self-study, Zuo Xi rarely talked to the boy sitting next to him and asked him about senior "Meng Yang".

Although my deskmate was surprised, high school students are happy to do things that are not related to study during evening study.

Zuo Xi couldn't help but frown as he listened to the other party's description and recalled some rumors he had heard before.

"how could be?"

How could a literary genius who could write such absurd and mocking words have such a "fulfilling, happy and fulfilling" campus life and be so passionate about life?

Is she the type who "leaves the pain to the readers"?

But the novel also seems to be a self-narration to some extent.

With this confusion and a little curiosity, Zuo Xi, who originally had no intention of joining any club, joined the literature club.

Of course, Zuo Xi did not approach Meng Yang directly after joining the literary club. She just participated in club activities normally, slowly became familiar with the other party at a normal pace, and observed the other party's life in the process.

In daily conversations, Zuo Xi learned that Meng Yang read a lot and was one of the few people of his age who read literary works at the same level as himself.

Moreover, after getting to know him, I discovered that Meng Yang was also born into a scholarly family.

Her mother was once a well-known journalist and now specializes in non-fiction writing theory - Zuo Xi has even read the books written by her mother.

Her father is an expert in Russian literature.

"Could it be that her work is simply the result of genetic talent and the influence she received since childhood?"

"So that's why she can create such works while still maintaining such a passionate personality and enthusiasm for life?"

Zuo Xi doesn't think that literary works necessarily come from suffering, nor does he think that writers are necessarily suffering.

But do works with such a bleak background, and words that cause dull pain when pressed, like a bruise caused by a ruptured blood vessel under the skin, really not require the creator to feel pain from the heart?

But from what I have seen in the past six months, Senior Sister Meng Yang did not show any signs of pain.

She is indeed warm and friendly to others - in the entire literature club, senior sister Meng Yang is almost the one who cares about her the most.

Although Zuo Xi was mostly responsible for proofreading and her occasional attempts to submit articles to the company were not approved, Meng Yang, as the vice president who could see everyone's submissions, encouraged her more than once.

"You write very well, much better than I do—it's just a pity that the sentiment is so negative. We're a school magazine after all, and the school administration wouldn't tolerate such an article being published."

"How about learning to be more restrained... Oh, I really want everyone to see your talent."

"Of course it's possible. With your talent, you can definitely do it."

"Last month, your essay was displayed as a model, and I saw it... What do you mean by exam essays don't count? Even if it was an exam essay, I could tell you have some writing skills!"

"How about entering a literary competition or submitting your work to a magazine? Okay, it's okay if you don't want to be seen in public, but... it would be a shame not to showcase your talent."

"Me? Oh... I'm just a little lazy. It's enough to publish those articles in the school magazine."

"You must come to the club dinner next month—no leave allowed. You've already asked for leave three times, and every time you come to the dinner you get a stomachache. How can this be such a coincidence? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"If you don't like taking group photos, then don't do it, but... you can always take a photo with me, right? Oh, this is the vice president's order - take a photo with me, or you will submit a manuscript that can be reviewed for the monthly magazine next week!"

"Damn it, you chose to take pictures over submitting the manuscript, Xiao Zuoxi, you bastard..."

Although Zuo Xi did not deliberately approach this senior student, Zuo Xi did not have such strong social skills.

But thinking back, it seemed that Meng Yang had approached him proactively many times.

Besides these observations, and regardless of the parts he had direct contact with, Zuo Xi also felt that the other party was truly enjoying her fulfilling life from the bottom of her heart.

During this period, the senior student still maintained the writing frequency of submitting a short story every two to three months.

That’s really… weird.

Zuo Xi was confused by this.

Today's article is also of extremely high quality as always, and contains a certain kind of suffering at its core.

The only evidence that allowed Zuo Xi to sense that her senior sister seemed to be harboring some kind of pain was that when she talked about her own work, although she would talk about the techniques she used, she always avoided talking about the emotions contained in it.

But this makes sense - she is so sunny on weekdays, even if she is hurt, she has to hide it.

"However, I think I'm pretty familiar with Senior now... Perhaps, when the time is right, I can directly ask my questions."

Zuo Xi thought.

She actually couldn't explain why she was so obsessed with Meng Yang and her works... Logically speaking, Zuo Xi actually agreed with what Qian Zhongshu said about the relationship between creators and readers, which is like "eggs and hens."

But Zuo Xi always felt that Meng Yang seemed to have some answers that he had been looking for - as long as he understood how this senior sister created those works, or how she maintained an optimistic and cheerful attitude towards life, as long as he got one of the two answers, he might be able to solve some doubts that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

There will be another literary club activity this weekend... Anyway, let's talk to Senior Meng Yang about this latest novel in a roundabout way as usual.

Zuo Xi thought.

Although I have no clue yet, as long as I continue to maintain a good relationship with Senior Meng Yang, getting the answer may only be a matter of time.

Even if the final answer is not what you want, it will definitely help you solve your confusion.

For the first time in his life, Zuo Xi had some thoughts that he was lucky.

Just as Zuo Xi closed the literary club's monthly magazine and was about to go to the school bookstore to buy the latest issue of the magazine.

There was a shrill sound of sirens outside the door.

The police car drove into the school.

More than ten minutes later, the students who had finished their meal came back. Most of them looked more serious than usual, their eyes full of excitement that they tried hard to suppress but couldn't.

"Did you hear that?"

"Who the hell is making such a fuss? This is a big deal! Someone died!"

"Is it true? Who is it?"

"The police car is here and you're asking me if it's true? I don't know, I just know it's from the second year of high school... Does anyone know?"

"Breaking news! The one who died is Meng Yang. You all know her, right? She's the prettiest of the vice presidents in the literature club."

Maybe it’s because I didn’t have dinner.

Zuo Xi felt a little nauseous.