423 Heartbreaker (4)

The jury in charge of the review regretted it?

Many neutral netizens were at a loss at this moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Could it be that Luoyang's entries were eliminated because they were treated unfairly?

No, after all, Luoyang is a martial arts master, how many people dare to use shady methods against Luoyang?

Compared with the confusion and confusion of netizens, the fans of the White League are much more simple and direct, and their comments can be roughly unified into the same meaning, that is, to support Luoda!

"Those who say that Luo Da can't write science fiction are too subjective!"

"I'm wondering, who said that if you write martial arts, you can't write science fiction?"

"Don't forget, Luo Da is an existence that plays with entities and online texts, this kind of person is a genius!"

"Luo Da can write fantasy, Xianxia, pure love, and ancient sayings, so is there anything strange about one more science fiction?"

"Support Luoda, there may really be shady scenes, don't be led by some big V, many of these people are paid to do things, they don't care about the merits of things!"

Yes, Luoyang's fans are supporting.

The White Clothes Alliance, which has experienced many things with Luoyang, must be on Luoyang's side at this time.

And Huang Gang was the first to-for-tat: "Can I understand Mr. Luo's words as ...... Mr. Luo's own work was unsuccessful, so he suspected that there was a shady scene in it?"

Several previous literati involved in the incident also began to add fuel to the fire.

A historical novelist sneered and said, "If you win a Dragon Kingdom Science Fiction Award, you don't know who you are?

A short story writer also rebuked: "How can there be so many shady scenes in reality, if everyone is like you, and the competition is eliminated and the judges are suspected of having a problem, then should the competition continue?"

The last mystery novel writer also appeared, and said very unceremoniously: "Mr. Huang Gang has won the Times Classic Award once, I have won the Times Classic Award twice, and some people have even won it three times or four times, and winning the award is not a reason why you can be unexpected!"

Luoyang is more and more sure that someone is making trouble.

The biggest suspect is Huang Gang, who danced the most happily.

If it weren't for Huang Gang, how could these literati who had nothing to do with themselves target themselves for no reason?

Just as he was about to continue to say something, the official meager of the Dragon Kingdom Science Fiction Association also sent a message, and Aite named the party who was arguing about this matter: "Regarding whether Teacher Luoyang has been treated unfairly, we have begun to intervene in the investigation, please stop arguing." ”

Now that all sides are quiet, and since the science fiction association has begun to investigate, the results will presumably come out soon.

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Wei Yuanji, who has been paying attention to meager dynamics, immediately felt weak after seeing the official meager voice of the Science Fiction Association.

He didn't expect things to be so big now, originally in his opinion, after Luoyang learned that he was eliminated, he must have endured it and passed.

After all, this is a competition, as long as the work you write is not the kind of undisputed classic, there is a possibility of being eliminated, and how many people will suspect that they are deliberately making trouble as a judge?

But Luoyang is questioning himself conclusively!

Is this guy so confident in his work?

Wei Yuanji's forehead began to sweat, and he decided to look for Luoyang's works - Luoyang's works, where were they put by himself?

Wei Yuanji rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in a panic, and finally set his eyes on the wastepaper basket, because they have been reviewing manuscripts recently, and the wastepaper basket has not been cleaned up for a long time, so Luoyang's works should still be there.

After searching for a while, Wei Yuanji finally found Luoyang's manuscript.

Looking at the three big characters of the title "Heartbreaker", Wei Yuanji gritted his teeth and prepared to start watching.

At this moment, Wei Yuanji's mobile phone rang, and after he connected it, there was immediately a scolding voice on the other side: "Wei Yuanji, what are you doing, are you lawless just because Lao Tzu is your third uncle?"

"Third uncle, listen to my explanation, I ......"

"Don't call me third uncle, I'm the president of the association during work!"

Wei Yuanji's voice became more and more empty: "Will ...... President, I didn't expect things to turn out like this......"

The voice on the other side seemed to be suppressing anger: "You just need to tell me what level Luoyang's works are, if the level is just average, then we don't have to be afraid of him." ”

Wei Yuanji swallowed his saliva: "I didn't look at ......"

The other end of the phone was obviously anxious: "What, Wei Yuanji, you said that you killed Luoyang's work directly without reading it!?"

Wei Yuanji was about to cry at the moment: "A person who writes martial arts, what kind of science fiction can he write, I want to take this opportunity to be close to Huang Gang, second uncle, you know, Huang Gang is behind that person supporting him, haven't you always wanted to catch that line......"

On the other end of the phone, there was suddenly silence.

After a long while, the other side said, "Did Huang Gang agree?"

A glimmer of hope flashed on Wei Yuanji's face: "He promised to invite me to dinner in his personal name, and he didn't say anything else......

"Open the door. ”

"What?" Wei Yuanji was stunned.

"I'm at the door. There was still some anger in the voice on the phone.

Wei Yuanji reacted and hurriedly opened the door, and after the door opened, a somewhat emaciated figure was immediately revealed, if someone who often watched the news was there, he would definitely recognize the identity of the old man - this old man was the president of the Science Fiction Association, Wei Long.

"Second Uncle......"

Wei Yuanji was cautious, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Wei Long said coldly: "Go and inquire, it is Huang Gang himself who wants to deal with Luoyang, or the person behind him." ”

Wei Yuanji nodded: "Yes, two...... President, at present, on the surface, it should be a personal grudge between Huang Gang and Luoyang, but it is not ruled out that there is a possibility that someone is instructing. ”

Wei Long narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand: "Show me Luoyang's works." ”

Wei Yuanji immediately nodded and handed over Luoyang's contribution called "The Sadder" to Wei Long.

Wei Long opened Luoyang's manuscript and said: "Don't advocate this kind of thing in the future, that person is not something you can access, and now you can only pray that the level of Luoyang's work is not too high, otherwise I won't be able to protect you." ”

"How can his level be high......"

Wei Yuanji whispered, he instinctively thought that this was not an excellent work.

But thinking of Luoyang's tough tone on the meager side, Wei Yuanji couldn't help but feel a little weak - could that kid really write a classic science fiction novel beyond everyone's expectations?

The answer came out quickly, because Wei Long had already started reading this science fiction novel called "The Sadder".

(To be continued.) )