Wicked +1000......

Wicked +500......

Wicked +300......

Wicked +100......

Wicked +2000!

Hey, Lin Haven took a closer look, only to find out that he didn't do anything, Zhang Yun contributed 2,000 points to him! Li Mingxu is only 1,000 points, how much hatred is this. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Commissioner Zhang, you are a human being, and the sea is incomparable. ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yun lost the smile on his face.

Lin Haven shrugged his shoulders, "It's nothing, I just think you're very prolific." ”

Prolific, for a writer, a more common meaning, of course, is more works. Although Lin Haven pulled more than a thousand miles at once, Zhang Yun didn't understand it crookedly, but his ability to divert the topic was not very good.

At this point, there is no need to continue. A party, a happy part.

Of course, the only ones who enjoyed themselves were Lin Haven and the well-fed ones, and when he left, Fu Cheng carried 7 lunch boxes!

Back at home, Lin Haven took a look, the value of the wicked has exceeded 10,000, and every thing he exchanged last time can be used, at least so far, so he is looking forward to changing it for something useful.

"You get a bookworm. ”

As soon as the news appeared, this round little bookworm flew out of the interface and quickly burrowed into Lin Haiwen's middle finger.

This is the first time that Lin Haven has exchanged a living creature from the Valley of the Wicked, and it seems to be quite a fairy.

Bookworms: A magical species capable of communicating creators and readers.

"I'll go, the nonsense has come true. "When Lin Haiwen said "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" in the first class of the Chinese department in Linchuan, it meant that he sensed Meng Jin's thoughts at that time and blended with his soul - now this bookworm, won't he be able to achieve this effect?

Lin Haven stretched out his middle finger and shook it in front of his eyes, after the bookworm entered it, it melted in, and it couldn't become a bookworm again, only a faint shadow in the fingerprint, Lin Haven thought that he was going to start taking the baby, but he didn't expect it to be a one-time one. He took out a sample of "Ancient Poetry and Views", and gently wiped the words "Alone in the West Building" with his middle finger.

"How many people will scold me? I don't know if there will be 20,000 or 50,000 yuan? ”

Thoughts drilled into Lin Haiwen's mind.

O my God!

This is what he thought when he copied "Alone in the West Building", he took this song and asked Le Cheng Music to do bad reviews and marketing to Bian Wanrou, and he flew with him to earn some villain value.

The past is unbearable, and it's really hard to beat.

After some experiments, Lin Haven found that this thing was very useful, but it was not against the sky, it was different from the possession talisman, and it was impossible to copy all the knowledge in a certain field. It is not even comparable to the tantric mantra empowerment. It can only help Lin Haven convey the thoughts and thoughts of the creator when creating a certain work, and usually, it involves some emotions and fragmented knowledge, such as allusions and the like. If Lin Haven is willing to take the time to put thousands of ancient texts and poems in this world, he should make leaps and bounds in allusions, rhythms and the like.

After participating in the Friends of Diamonds, until the fifteenth year later, Lin Haven was in Linchuan, and he was still thinking about whether Li Mingxu would find him some trouble, but soon, with the full launch of the advertising of Dibo Jewelry, TV stations, Lu Guang, paper media, and video patches, "Diamonds are eternal, and one will last forever", under the charm of Bian Wanrou, gently confided, it spread all over the north and south of the river. In particular, they also won the advertising period in the late spring, so when it was broadcast, Dibo's share rose suddenly, Hai Lanxin's market share fell in an uproar, Li Mingxu was anxious, and he was even a little lucky, if Lin Haven came out to sue Hai Lanxin at this time, it would really be worse.

Hai Lanxin was too busy to take care of himself, Li Dewei was on all sides, but it was Zhang Yun, judging from the value of the villains he contributed to Lin Haiwen, he should be very popular, so he kept jumping up and down after the party.

In mid-February, after the New Year, Lin Haiwen came back from Linchuan City, and was specially called by Lu Songhua, Tan Qichang "solemnly" accompanied, as soon as they met, Mr. Lu pointed at him for a long time and did not speak.

"Don't be angry, don't scare me for the New Year. ”

"I'm really, really going to be by you. ”

Lu Songhua yesterday attended the first by-election work meeting of the National Writers' Association after the year, and as soon as he mentioned Lin Haiwen's entry into the Writers' Association, Zhang Yun of Jiaodong Province clearly opposed it, and it was also justified.

Lin Haven is too young and uncertain, and he has done all the things that scold and fight on the Internet, which hurts the image of the writers' association too much.

You can't just look at talent, talent may be temporary, Lin Haven has not yet proved himself, and he can make sustainable contributions to China's literary and artistic work.

It is necessary to understand that the purpose of the Writers' Association is to disseminate the spirit of the Party, not an organization of non-governmental literati, and it must be cautious and cautious.

One reason is heavier than the other.

Lu Songhua was blocked speechless, and when he took a break at noon, as soon as he understood, it turned out that Lin Haven had already had a grudge with Zhang Yun, and for more than a month, except for a few days during the New Year, Zhang Yun did not return to Jiaodong Province to stay, on the one hand, it was the end of the year and the beginning of the year to run to the capital, many relationships to pull, many activities to participate, and on the other hand, it was also dragging Lin Haven back. Which is the main business and which is by the way, he can't tell the difference between himself and himself.

At the end of the meeting, Chairman Qu, who presided over the meeting, said a few vague words, and probably rejected the matter of Lin Haiwen's entry into the association.

There are sixteen vice chairmen, and there are also those who have a good relationship with Lu Songhua, but at this time, Chairman Qu has already spoken, and no one plans to come out and turn things around.

Can Lu Songhua not be angry?

"Tell me about you, me and Maha, I wasted so much energy, let you sit aside and wait, you came out to pull yourself back, what grievances and grievances do you have, can't bear it?"

"Mr. Lu, you said, even if I hide at home with my tail between my legs, how much hope is there?"

“...... Even if it's not big, it's not like there's no hope at all now. ”

Zhang Yun doesn't jump out, in fact, there will be other interested parties who jump out, after all, the number of places is limited, and those who are worthy of the National Writers Association are not mortals. And Lin Haiwen's shortcomings can't be avoided, if he keeps a low profile, maybe people are afraid of the face of Lu Songhua and Maha, and they won't oppose it so clearly, and all the work is done under the table.

But who will let go of the interests that should be contested?

Lin Haiwen smiled and pushed the tea brought by Sun Xiulian to Lu Songhua, "Actually, this month, I didn't just cause trouble, I was also busy doing business." You don't mean that I lack works, during this time in my hometown, I sorted out some of the modern poems I wrote before, and there are more than 50 poems, which is almost enough to produce one. ”

Speaking of these modern poems, if it weren't for the bookworm, Lin Haven would have almost been saved.

Place names, historical facts, many are completely different, if it weren't for the bookworm to take him to understand the poet's emotions and thoughts at that time, with his level, he really couldn't change it. Anyway, modern poetry is not like ancient poetry, the difference between a word is the difference between a masterpiece and a mediocre work, and after a whole year of busyness, he finally changed these poems.

"I'm almost a great poet with equal works!" After finishing and printing it, Lin Haven sighed shamelessly.

Lin Zuodong was the first to see it, and after he read it, he didn't have the pride and honor as usual, he just despised Lin Haven with a lot of contempt, snorted, and walked away.