I'm just sorry for plagiarism

It's just that such slander seems to be a little bit wrong.

Even if he is an old man, he is over a hundred and a half years old. Can his skin be as delicate as a little girl's?

Countless questions burst out of the audience's minds, whispering, and the scene would be a little chaotic for a while.And the weird figure standing on the stage seemed to have expected this a long time ago, just smiled and turned on the microphone.

Almost in the next instant, that clear voice echoed over the stage.

The audience in the audience was even more surprised.

Because the voice they heard was not the steady voice of a man, but the crisp and delicate voice of a girl.

"Hello everyone, I am Chow Yun-fat, the author who wrote "Dream" and "Flame Fist." The figure standing on the stage said lightly, his tone full of leisure.

"Thank you for your love."

The audience in the audience was full of suspicion.

"what happened?"

"Why is it a girl's voice? Is he male or female?"

"No, wait, is that a mask?"

One of the leaders near the front row had sharp eyes, and when he turned around, he saw the two thin lines hanging on the head of the figure on the stage.

The stage is relatively far apart, and the mask is made so realistically that it deceives people's vision.

"mask?"

"Could it be that Teacher Zhou Runfa is a girl this time?"

"real or fake?"

Both the leader and the colleagues fantasized that Mr. Chow Yun-fat with Ling Ran as a middle-aged gentle man, but they suddenly told them that the big author standing behind the scenes was actually a little girl?

This is too incredible.

Many people expressed disbelief at this result, and there were even two or three authors who had good deeds shouting there.

"Isn't this Chow Yun-fat! Isn't this the little intern girl next to Mr. Huang? I heard it when we were chatting just now!"

"That's right, don't try to fool people! Where is the real Chow Yun Fat?"

People are always like this, they firmly believe in illusory things, but they always become suspicious when facing the truth and don't believe it.

The discussion was heated, and the scene was almost out of control. Mr. Liu rubbed his neck, and looked at Mr. Huang with some anxiety.

"Boss Huang, what should we do now?"

In fact, to be honest, he understands the feelings of these individuals very well. No matter whether the identity is real or not, the impact is too strong.

But I didn't expect it to be at this time.

The beautiful girl standing on the stage smiled as usual, facing the tide of criticism, not only did she not back down, there was even a hint of confidence in her smile.

"I know that many people will be curious and find it unbelievable. How could Mr. Chow Yun-fat, who has written so many masterpieces, become a girl? To be honest, if I were a bystander, I would find it hard to accept this fact. "

With a relaxed and casual tone, there is no tension at all, and the typhoon is very safe.At that moment, it was really a bit of everyone's demeanor.

The noise in the audience didn't stop, but with the voice like a spring breeze, it became a little quieter for two minutes.

Even the security guard who had already found something strange was stopped.Next to them stood the person in charge and the organizer of the Writers Association, squinting their eyes and looking at the stage.

"Let her talk first."

With a noncommittal expression, it seemed that she was curious about what kind of medicine this girl's family was selling.

The eldest lady smiled and continued her speech.

"First of all, it is indeed a rare honor for me to be eligible to participate in this meeting. I would like to thank Mr. Huang and Mr. Tang of our platform for giving me a chance to make a fortune. I would also like to thank all the leaders and organizers here Fang, let us authors have a chance to connect with the world."

These words are so polite that people can't find any loopholes.

But he didn't expect the next second.

The corner of the mouth that was originally polite, but for some reason, there was an inexplicable sarcasm.

"Before I came here, I also listened to many people's discussions in my seat. I also know what everyone is muttering. I think this work of Chow Yun-fat is not worth mentioning. The writing is not good. It is full of gold, but it is also bad? Right? .”

No one took over.

He just looked at the girl with inexplicable eyes.

I don't know what this girl wants to express on this happy day.

Li Xia paused, and continued to mock.

"The reason why you are so resistant to me, in the final analysis, is not because of the authenticity of your identity. It is because you feel that your grades, your writing style, and your own connotation are lost to a female class. It is a shame. Behavior, fellow colleagues, am I right?"

The tone of this sentence is smiling, as if there is no malice, but the content is really subtle.

The voice just fell.

The originally quiet atmosphere became noisy again.

Chapter 58, Chapter 58

"As we all know, Chow Yun-fat's pseudonym has carried a lot since four years ago. Sales, popularity, and the real economic cake. As long as it is about publishing, there are traces of him oppressing his colleagues."

"It can be said that her appearance has crushed many friends and publishing platforms."

The figure on the stage talked eloquently, ignoring the silence below, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was called mocking.

"That's why authors in the same industry will think wildly. If the person they lose to is a gentle, educated old man, maybe it's fine. After all, relying on the advantage of experience, it is a helpless thing to be inferior to others."

"But if it's just a girl, it's hard to find more reasons to convince yourself of defeat, isn't it?"

This seems to be the reason.

After all, Chow Yun-fat is not only a girl, but also younger than himself. Whether it is experience or writing, he should be crushing the other party, but the fact is completely contrary to expectations.

Looking at it this way, it is indeed a very depressing thing.

This is also one of the reasons why the people in the audience were extremely resistant when the identity was announced.

In addition to the emotion of being deceived, there is more of this inexplicable sense of decadence.

It's like an adult uncle who is busy working from [-] to [-] all day long. He is extremely hardworking. As a result, a kindergarten boy with a runny nose eating a lollipop has more pocket money than his job Many, this kind of imbalance makes everyone feel very uncomfortable, right?

It's just that the truth is that, when these words were put on the stage majestically, the audience below were naturally dissatisfied.

"I said, what does this little girl mean?"

"What is she talking about? It's just nonsense! Have you forgotten why this platform is here?" An old man with his beard trembling and his eyes staring wide open looked at the stage. Angrily drinking something.The old-fashioned figure before was jumping up and down because of the excitement.

"That is to say, is this little girl here to provoke trouble on purpose? Mr. Huang, is this the attitude of your juvenile literature?"

Some people even got angry and turned their heads to attack Editor Huang who was sitting in the seat.

Even the organizer who was in charge of maintaining order couldn't sit still anymore. He pushed aside the crowd and walked towards this side.

"Mr. Huang, it seems that Mr. Chow Yun-fat's state is a bit erratic today, why don't you call her down first, and we can send awards to her privately."

The relationship is not right depending on the situation, and I want to stop it.

Huang Bian hesitated for a moment, and made a guarantee.

"Let's wait a moment and let Mr. Chow Yun-fat continue. I don't think she is a person who will take revenge. The reason why she said these words is definitely not to spoil the situation."

as predicted.

The voice just fell.

The beautiful girl on the stage also smiled casually, and continued to speak, "Of course I know what the purpose of coming today is, but I just heard some criticisms about me in my seat, so I just retaliated a little bit." .”

Saying this, she paused, and then changed her tone.

"Of course, since I want to give an acceptance speech, I don't want to just say some polite speeches, but I want to talk to you about dry things that are more valuable."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" This inexplicable move surprised the audience even more.

Seeing that the eldest lady raised a finger, she stared at the people below the stage with a majestic appearance.

"I want to talk about why the gap between us is so big."

This speech is really too rampant.

But maybe the stamina from just now has not slowed down, and when I said this, there were not many people who would sing the opposite tune.

Instead, they stared at the stage with their eyes.

I want to see what flowers she can identify.

Just look at Li Xia's eloquent talk.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, I used to be a street-crawler."

Well, that was a long, long time ago.

A story that happened in the previous life.

"Doing nothing every day, writing those novels that I think are not bad, longing for a kind recommendation from the editor, so that I can make a fortune, my grades take off, and I become a little god."

"This kind of experience, the authors in the audience don't seem to agree with it. After all, many of you are the proud sons of heaven. Since the first X female novel, you have been recognized and promoted by the editors. You have never tried it at the grassroots level. It's a feeling of being despised and looked down upon by the great gods and small gods."

"Never tasted the distinction of being edited either."

Missy smiled.

"But I'm different. It's because I've been at the bottom a lot, I've seen too many gossips, and I've honed my mood too much. That's why I understand better what it takes to be an excellent author. mentality."

"People who really want to write well will not compete for fame and fortune, nor will they be jealous of why other people's grades are better than mine. Require."

"It's like the book "Flame Fist."

"I wrote it with great care, and I have gone through every word and every sentence. It can be said that no matter which picture or chapter is taken out, I have poured [-]% of my efforts into it."

"But I am very sorry that such a work has not received a positive evaluation from everyone's mouths."

"Please pay attention to my rhetoric. I didn't ask you to praise this work as well, but at least an objective evaluation is what I hope for."

"Do you know what this sentence means?"

Facing some incomprehensible gazes, Chow Yun-fat smiled, pointed to the disdainful middle-aged man in the crowd, and said.

"This uncle, just now you said that the protagonist of "Flame Fist" is a child whose intelligence is less than eight years old?"

Seeing those gleaming fingers and the sights flying around, the person who was named got a bit big-headed, stood up, but refused to admit defeat in his mouth: "So what if I said it! No matter the words Or behavior, the protagonist doesn't seem to have the intelligence level that an adult should have! Is this sentence still wrong? To write such a work, the author probably doesn't have much ability."

Anyway, the girl made a group of ridicules from the beginning, and she embarrassed herself by calling names like this, the man simply showed no mercy.

"That's right." Unexpectedly, Li Xia smiled and agreed quite a bit.

"Because Agni was burned in the snow for five full years. During those five years, he was in a state of struggling in the flames. He had no foreign education and never communicated with others. He said that his state of mind was like a An underage boy, in fact, is a very correct evaluation."

Having said that, he changed the subject: "But it is completely inappropriate for you to use this to criticize the author's level, because this is the character I specially created for the protagonist, an adult with a simple mind, like a child. It is very appropriate and fits the plot, but in your eyes, it has become a manifestation of insufficient level. Such mindless smearing not only means that you have not read the book seriously, but also insults the fruits of the author's labor."

This seems to be the reason.

As the words fell, the man's complexion was a little bright, and he didn't know how to refute.

But Li Xia held the microphone and pursued the victory.

"Not only that, but other than this uncle, I keep all the words of other authors in my heart."

"For example, this uncle who writes urban literature, you said just now that the recent plot of "Flame Fist" is not vivid enough, and it is not serious enough, right?"

"Which little aunt who writes light comedies also complains that my works are not clear in terms of character design."

"As for you, you commented that my work is prone to confusion in certain plots, giving people a feeling of indistinctness. To put it bluntly, it is just a watery number of words."

Word by word.

Very serious.

The author who was named had a strange expression on his face, either guilty or unconvinced, anyway, it was always green and red, not particularly good-looking.

Li Xia smiled.

This time the tone was much gentler, and there was no sarcasm at all.

"Of course, the purpose of my saying this is not to express that I hold a grudge, but to tell you that I have recorded all your comments."

As she spoke, she showed the notebook in her arms.

Through the big screen, you can clearly see the densely packed handwriting on it, and take notes carefully, marking the shortcomings of others' comments. It is really the same as what this little girl said. She has kept other people's words in her heart. , rather than revenge purely for the sake of holding grudges.