"We came with a learning mentality. ”

"You're right, online literature really can't want traffic without quality. ”

"That's right, literature that is too popular has no vitality. ”

"We're still young, and we still have to study hard. ”

"My books, I have written "Veteran Tianzun", "Evil God of the Other World", ...... emmmm~ is the otherworld, the strange other, the world of the world, the evil evil, the god of the immortals, the evil god of the otherworld...... Yes, it's very popular, and the name really doesn't have much depth. ”

Li Xiang saw that the young man named Wang Sheng was listening to the old man's speech with a bitter face, obviously "Evil God of the Other World" and "Veteran Tianzun" scared people, even if the other party didn't read the content of the book, just hearing the name felt unbelievable and unimaginable.

"What are you talking about? It is about a child who has crossed over, to a mythical world, is to cross, to wear clothes, to cross the more, to cross, to cross, which means to travel through time and space, to another world, to another mythical world, in a dangerous environment to constantly improve themselves, and finally become a generation of evil gods, evil gods, well, why is it called evil gods?emmmm~In fact, it is an antonym, although it is called an evil god, but he is not bad, he is not an evil force, he is a very good person, and he talks about eight honors and eight shames......"

Wang Sheng didn't say anything, but as soon as he talked about the content of "The Evil God of the Other World," the old man became excited, and the more he listened, the more he couldn't listen to it, and he almost wanted to curse! Seeing this, other writers went to divert the topic, but it didn't work, the old man was still very excited, and began to reprimand Wang Sheng, and Xu Liye on the side quietly retreated, hiding himself, and it was best to disappear immediately.

Li Xiang saw that Wang Sheng and Xu Liye were quite miserable, and today he said that he was talking about the salon, but in fact, the main purpose was to let everyone meet the three new members, himself, Wang Sheng and Xu Liye. Anyway, he joined the club with these two, and Li Xiang couldn't bear to see the two of them being called around, so he stepped forward to talk.

The excited old man saw Li Xiang, calmed down a little, and asked Li Xiang if he had read the Internet, Li Xiang said how many books he had read, and the other party asked if he had read "The Evil God of the Other World"?

Li Xiang thought to himself, he glanced at Xu Liye, who wanted to slip away quietly, the old man should be glad that he asked Wang Sheng, if he asked Xu Liye, Xu Liye said it was not good to tell the truth, and it was not good to say it truthfully, but if he said it truthfully, it would definitely make the old man faint, because "Game Huadu" was written by this Xu Liye, and it was his early work.

At that time, Xu Liye wrote books with lace beauty as a selling point, attracting a large number of young boys and girls who were young and budding. However, in recent years, Xu Liye has begun to transform, and he is tired of eating big fish and meat, so he actually played a little fresh and began to write love stories. It's a love story, not an ambiguous story! It turned out that the results were very good, and it was precisely because of the successful transformation that he was able to be absorbed into the Shengjing Writers Association.

Compared with Xu Liye, Wang Sheng's beauty is boundless. He's just one word, cool, cool, killing, smacking to the end, the kind that takes revenge without overnight. In terms of mobilizing readers' emotions and controlling the rhythm, there are few people who can compare with Wang Sheng.

"I've read two big books, although there are some undesirable places, but there are also a lot of highlights, flaws are not hidden, their books are aimed at teenagers, experienced readers like you, it is not suitable to read this kind of book, just like children's literature, if you want us to read it, you may not be able to read it, the Internet is actually an adult fairy tale, and the martial arts of decades ago are almost the same......" Li Xiang explained to the old man with a smile, and finally slowly calmed down the other party's anger, and finally out of sight, he left in a huff.

As soon as the other party left, Wang Sheng and Xu Liye immediately breathed a deep sigh of relief, looked at Li Xiang gratefully, and thanked him.

"Don't call us big, ......you can't afford it" Wang Sheng and Xu Liye asked Li Xiang not to call them big, in their minds, Li Xiang said just now that most of the books he had read were polite words to save face, and he hadn't really read them.

Li Xiang smiled, but he didn't make it clear whether he had seen it or not. In fact, he had seen it, when he was a freshman in high school, he and Li Dan hid in the quilt to watch, but he was embarrassed to say, after all, it was Xiao Huangwen in sheep's clothing.

This time, instead of sitting in a conference room, the salon went to a farm on the outskirts of Shengjing, where we discussed literature and went on a walk.

At this time, the spring color in the suburbs is getting thicker, the smoke and rain are hazy, a piece of green, the willow branches are swaying in the wind, and the spring birds are flying in the wind and rain...... Winter is passing, and the bright spring light is gradually revealing its charming charm.

There are not only vegetable sheds in the farm, but also fish ponds, Li Xiang carried the fishing rod with great interest, moved a small stool, sat down under a big umbrella by the fish pond, put good bait on the fish hook, threw it into the fish pond with a bang, splashed a small wave, and caught the fish in the slanting wind and drizzle.

Wang Sheng and Xu Liye had been following him, but at this moment, seeing Li Xiang sitting comfortably by the fish pond fishing, they hesitated for a long time, looked at it enviously for a while, and had to go back honestly. Although they also want to learn from Li Xiang to hide and be clean, but what Li wants to do, they can't do it, here, they are like students who see the teachers, they have to be busy and backward, even if they have nothing to do, they must be ready at any time, where can they go fishing, that is for the young masters, not for them.

"You still have this hobby?"

Feng Jixin also came over with a folding stool, chose a position next to Li Xiang to sit down, bait the hook, and skillfully swung the club.

Young people generally don't like fishing, it's too quiet and boring, but Li Xiang likes it, and when he is interested, he can sit by the pond for a day.

"In early spring, fish that are hungry for a winter are especially easy to take the bait, but they will be ......thinner," Li Xiang said, lifting the rod hard, and the calm was broken by a roar on the water, and you can see that it is a big fish by looking at the waves.

"Hey, I'm hit!"

Feng Jixin put down the fishing rod in his hand with a smile, picked up the net on the ground, stretched it into the water and stopped moving, and after Li Xiang pulled the big fish closer, he fished out the hooked big fish out of the water as soon as he fished the net that sank in the water. I saw the golden tail of the fish flicking violently, it was a carp.

"Yo, it's heavy. Feng Jixin fished the fish ashore and put it in a net pocket.

When the people in the farm heard the commotion, they stood under the eaves and asked aloud.

"Who got this hit?"

"Old Ji is in the middle?"

"What kind of fish? At this time, crucian carp and grass carp are the most greedy. ”

"How big is the fish?"

After Feng Jixin finished his work, he turned around and shouted to them: "It's Li Xiangzhong, a big carp of three or four catties, made for you to eat at noon." ”

Someone asked Wang Sheng to go and get the fish back, and at this time lunch was already being cooked in the kitchen of the farm, just in time for a dish.

Wang Sheng immediately ran to the fish pond in the drizzle, took the net from Li Xiang, carried it back to the farm, and gave these old men a good time before entering the kitchen, such a big carp is not easy to catch.

Feng Jixin and Li Xiang sat down again and continued to fish quietly while chatting.

"Just after the Qingming Festival, there is still a page for this issue of Times Literature, are there any works?" Feng Jixin asked.

The theme of this issue of "Times Literature" is related to Qingming, the main focus is nostalgia, what Feng Jixin said is also the layout, in fact, it is a polite word, and there are many manuscripts sent to the literature of the times from all over the country, but it is just a matter of choice. He said that he said so, in fact, he specially left a page for Li Xiang, if he had an article.

"I just wrote one last night, a very short story. Li Xiang said, "It's called "Lonely", I'll send it to you when I turn around, and you check it." ”

"When you are young, your mind is flexible, and it is often the peak of your creation, and I look forward to more of your work. ”

Feng Jixin reminded him euphemistically, Li wanted to understand what he meant, probably because he felt that he was not active in creation. He was right, Li Xiang spent a lot more time in music than in literature.

"Thank you Feng Lao for the reminder, spring is coming, and the desire to create is also imminent. ”

"Haha, that's good. Feng Jixin felt that Li Xiang was flexible and clever, and he didn't need to speak thoroughly, he could understand a little, and he was very comfortable talking to such a person.

Lunch was eaten at the farm, and the owner of the farm personally cooked the family, which was full of small farm dishes, vegetables, and wild vegetables, which had a unique flavor.

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