The entertainment frenzy of time travel

"Next, I want to announce a good news!" Mr. Liang Zhongzheng, chairman of the Huaxia Writers Association, said with a smile. Everyone sat on the chair, but the one in front of him, Su Ye had to admit, was indeed a genius.

Liang Zhongzheng was born in a scholarly family. Many famous poets surnamed Liang traced back their genealogy. Not limited to poetry, he has dabbled in various ancient styles. He wrote poetry publicly for the first time when he was ten years old. famous. At the age of 16, he felt that ancient poetry was limited in form, and suddenly transcribed modern poetry. Not only did he not fail, but he also walked out of China and went to the world.In the end, at the age of 25, he wrote a novel without doing his job, and won the Lifetime Achievement Award of Gong Gula, one of the three major literary awards in the world, and he is not yet [-] years old!To do what he does in a human being is already astonishing.Su Ye compared himself. He has been in this world for several years. He is a young man in his early twenties. He is also not doing business properly, but he is half a bottle of water dangling in every field. Compared with Chairman Liang at the same time, he is far behind. . .

Maybe focus a little more?Like Liang Zhongzheng, if you have an achievement in one field, you can specialize in another, instead of spreading your strength like now, it is too stretched!Su Ye looked at the chairman at the front thoughtfully.

"Hehe, for the nomination of the Naga Global Literature Award this time, we Huaxia are on the list alone, Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng-"Mythology." Liang Zhongzheng is now nearly fifty years old, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes show the traces of the years when he smiles. I am really happy. A writer can be like him, which is considered the limit. There are very few further possibilities. It is only possible in troubled times or some world-wide changes. At that point, it will really affect future changes. the world?Such people were only in ancient times, when civilization and culture were still extremely poor, and luck gave birth to three or two such people.Liang Zhongzheng has seen through his personal fame and fortune. Since he won the Gong Gula Lifetime Achievement Award, he has focused on supporting the younger generation, and has set a big ambition to let China regain or even surpass the glory of ancient civilization.For this news, Liang Zhongzheng was really happy, instead of being like some people in some positions, his face was stiff when he heard the news.

Hearing this news, the corners of Su Ye's eyes twitched. Suddenly, the blockbuster blasted the stagnant conference room into a mess. For a while, many people whispered to the people nearby, not because In addition, because Huaxia's nominated individual turned out to be an online novelist.

All those who can sit here are traditional writers, and even those who have a little relationship with the Internet, at most, use the springboard of the Internet. Those who cannot do without the Internet have already been kicked into the Internet Writers Association.

In fact, as traditional writers, they are somewhat jealous and resentful towards Internet writers. The first reason is that the quality of Internet articles is uneven, and the quality of writers is high or low. They think it is detrimental to their reputation. ——The income of the masters of Internet literature is higher than most of them.Why?Internet articles without nutrition and content earn more money than articles written with their painstaking efforts?On the one hand, traditional writers insist on being fair, high-ranking and few, and look down on Internet writers from Xialiba;The pride in their hearts made them have opinions on online articles.

"Chairman Liang... Is this really true?" An old man asked with a frown. He could foresee that when the news came out, no matter whether Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng won an award in the end, it would finally suppress the momentum of online articles. It's going to rise.

"Could it still be fake?" Liang Zhongzheng was a little annoyed, what is this question called?Then he knocked on the table, the sound settled down, and the meeting room returned to its previous orderly appearance. The chairman's majesty was not fake. At this time, Liang Zhongzheng continued: "Everyone, I plan to relax the restrictions on the publication of online novels , and set up an award to discover outstanding web writers and web articles."

"This! Chairman, please think twice, is this appropriate?" Another man who was about the same age as Liang Zhongzheng was a little excited, and his voice was raised. The old man before had several people from the same academy as them, They talked about various disadvantages one after another, asking Liang Zhongzheng to weigh the pros and cons.

Faced with such twittering, Liang Zhongzheng also had a headache. The academic school has always claimed to be orthodox and cared about the author's background and identity. This is the biggest resistance to his reform. However, the academic school has a deep foundation, and he dare not insist on it.

Su Ye's head is still a little dizzy. He just said that his bottle of water is not full, and half of the bottle of water is dangling. Now he is about to usher in his first peak, but it is not the traditional literature that he focuses on. It was an online article that I took to pass the time and eliminate fear because I just came to this world and didn't adapt to it.Does this count as unintentional insertion?God always loves to joke with people...

"It is impossible for us to suppress Internet literature forever. The times are advancing, we cannot be eliminated, and we demand new changes. We are all well-educated people, how can we not understand this truth?" Liang Zhongzheng was probably a little angry, his tone It's a lot heavier, "If one day in the future we can't suppress it anymore, and the Internet is very powerful, then what should we do, what should the juniors do!" He glanced at the few young birds again, and blocked these words. What people want to say: "Don't say it's impossible, Feng Shui turns around, what guarantee do you have! If China's thousands of years of cultural inheritance is in turmoil, who can afford it!"

This sentence was loud and lingering, with such a big hat, no one dared to take up the matter of national righteousness.Su Ye yawned. He had already foreseen this ending when Liang Zhongzheng made that proposal. How could he say it if he was not sure?My own affairs just happened to be the fuse, allowing Liang Zhongzheng to take the opportunity to attack.

Su Ye squinted his eyes. Cranes and clams competed for the fisherman's profit. Now that the reformists and conservatives are fighting each other, he got a big advantage because of it. No matter who wins, he will become one of the leaders of online articles. flag.It's just that the big tree attracts the wind, and he will definitely be targeted by countless attacks. Like now, there will be no such thing as taking advantage of both sides.

Just when Su Ye was thinking back and forth in his mind, the battle over there had already been decided. Liang Zhongzheng was fighting with the Confucians, and finally overwhelmed everyone, and directly made a decision to pass the plan.

"That's all for this meeting, let's adjourn!" Liang Zhongzheng let out a long sigh of relief, and was a little tired. After speaking, he waved his hands, stood up and left the venue first.Su Ye followed closely behind. The others did not leave so quickly. They met each other's eyes. Little Mengdie flapped her wings lightly, which caused a series of chain effects and made many people feel alive.

"Mr. Liang, please wait a moment!" Su Ye stopped Chairman Liang Zhongzheng after turning a corner in the corridor.

Liang Zhongzheng turned around, looked at Su Ye feeling a little strange, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to talk to you about Internet literature..." Su Ye smiled brightly, but Liang Zhongzheng who was opposite felt like a little fox wagging its tail.

"Oh?" Liang Zhongzheng looked at Su Ye with interest, and asked in his eyes——Why?

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself!" Su Ye patted his head, "My name is Su Ye, and my pseudonym is Lin Xi..."

"... Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng is my vest for writing web articles!"

Liang Zhongzheng's eyes that were a bit indifferent at first suddenly widened and looked at Su Ye, a flash of light flashed across his face, and finally he smiled: "A very nice young man! Come... have a drink of tea next to us, let's talk slowly... "