He picked it up and asked, "What does it say? Do you mind if I take a look?"

"I came out of inspiration and wanted to write a novel. I just started it. It's okay, just read it if you want." Lin Chaoyang said casually.

Cheng Yin's eyes fell on the manuscript paper, first he glanced twice, and then his eyes became more and more solemn.

As Lin Chaoyang said, the novel is only the beginning, with less than 3,000 words written, but the content of these 3,000 words made Cheng Yin see something unusual.

"Chaoyang, you..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Chaoyang's expression was calm.

"What are you doing? Fighting in the ring?" Cheng Yin asked with a wry smile.

Lin Chaoyang shook his head, and there was no trace of fireworks on his face, "What kind of arena are we fighting in? In your eyes, am I such a small-minded person?"

"Then when you write this...it can easily be misunderstood!"

"The misunderstanding is their business, I just want to express the point I want to express."

Chengyin looked at the manuscript paper in his hand again and asked, "Is it necessary?"

"It is necessary, very necessary. Promote this position. If we don't occupy it, the enemy will occupy it."

Lin Chaoyang's words left Cheng Yin speechless. After a few seconds, Cheng Yin said, "I thought your position was pro-Y."

Lin Chaoyang shook his head again, "My position does not matter ZY, but the position of the country and the nation."

His tone was calm and without any waves, but Chengyin didn't know why, but a sense of awe arose in his heart.
Chapter completed!