Bab 490: 135: Constant Face Slapping! _2

Mo Hudie nodded.

Chair Liu continued, "Can you tell me, what was your initial intention in writing this piece?"

Mo Hudie responded, "When I was writing this article, I was seriously ill, being tormented daily. The most relaxed time during the day was probably when I was writing. Reality was too cruel, so I filled my words with all the beautiful things. I hope there's no illness in this world, and everyone is happy."

In Mo Hudie's words, there was not a trace of negativity towards life.

If one didn't witness her plight firsthand, it would be hard to believe that such resonant prose actually came from a little girl bedridden with illness.

Chair Liu was taken aback.

At this moment, there was a knock at the door. Chair Liu stood up, adjusted his glasses and said, "Come in."

The person outside the door came in and walked up to Chair Liu, handing him a document, "Chair, this is a manuscript that Comrade Li Xianxian stayed up all night to complete."