"Congratulations to the host for winning the "Complete Works of Modern and Contemporary Prose and Poetry"!"

A systematic voice sounded in his head, almost causing Lin Ruofeng to spurt out a mouthful of old blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm Nima, what Lao Tzu wants is something to improve his hand speed, and you can give me a complete collection of prose and poetry?"

"The host is calm, as the perfect male god in the future, how can he burst into foul language?"

Hearing this, Lin Ruofeng was speechless.

"The Complete Works of Modern Prose and Poetry" is naturally a work of literati on the earth, and after being selected, the complete collection of prose poetry is gradually integrated with Lin Ruofeng's mind, so that Lin Ruofeng has a lot of famous works in his memory.

"Seon lost his horse!"

After Lin Ruofeng found this, he couldn't help but sigh, if so many works were copied out, he would definitely be able to lay a literary world in this world.

However, when he thought that he was still a weak scholar with no name, and he was still worried about code words, Lin Ruofeng could only smile helplessly.

"Let's code words first!"

In the middle of the night, Lin Ruofeng coded the first three chapters of "Breaking the Sky".

Click on the author's background to create a work.

Title of work: Breaking the sky

Introduction: This is a world that belongs to the fighting spirit, there is no fancy magic, and there is only the fighting spirit that has multiplied to the peak!

The creation of the work was successful, and Lin Ruofeng hurriedly uploaded two chapters. He immediately closed the computer and dragged his exhausted body to the bed.

There will be a review period for new books, so Lin Ruofeng is not in a hurry to check the results of new books.

Moreover, "Breaking the Sky" has long been verified in the original world, an absolute fantasy classic, and after "Breaking the Sky", there is no longer a fantasy reputation.

Following.

As soon as the sky was bright, Lin Ruofeng was called up by his father.

"Feng'er, get up and have breakfast, don't let your Uncle Song Yang wait!"

"Dad, what time is it!" Lin Ruofeng sat lazily at the dinner table.

"Your Uncle Song Yang said that there is an urgent matter in the Literature Club today, so I went early, I'm afraid people can't wait!" Dad Lin served a bowl of rice for Lin Ruofeng. "I don't know how long your interview will take, what if you're hungry?

There were four dishes and one soup on the table, looking at his busy father, Lin Ruofeng couldn't help but snoop. For his own sake, his father got up before dawn to cook, Lin Ruofeng thought to himself, he must succeed and not live up to his father's expectations.

"Feng'er, you have to listen to your Uncle Song Yang, don't lose your temper!" Dad Lin instructed before leaving.

Lin Ruo nodded hurriedly and said, "Got it!"

Dad Lin smiled slightly and said, "Go ahead, your Uncle Song Yang said to meet in Kangqiao, you go early, so as not to wait for a long time!"

Lin Ruofeng responded, and rushed into the cold wind wrapped in cotton clothes.

The weather in the winter months is very cold, especially in the morning, and the cold wind blows on the ears, like a knife.

There was no one on the street, Lin Ruofeng had been waiting on Kangqiao for an hour and a half, and he didn't even see Song Yang's figure.

"Damn, you won't let me pigeon!"

After thinking about it, Lin Ruofeng felt more and more that it was possible, he had a bad relationship with Song Yang, and suddenly said that he was introducing himself to work, how could he have a feeling of a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken.

Thinking that his father got up early in the morning to cook for himself, Lin Ruofeng continued to wait patiently.

Without Song Yang's phone, Lin Ruofeng couldn't get in touch, and was about to call his father to ask him, but unexpectedly, Lin Dad ran over.

"Dad, why are you here?" Lin Ruofeng was very surprised.

"Feng'er, your Uncle Song Yang just called, saying that he was busy and forgot about it, and asked you to go to Lin Yi Literature Club to find him!" Dad Lin gasped and said.

"Forgot?"

Lin Ruofeng frowned. "I know, I'll go now! Dad, it's cold, go back quickly. ”

......

"Xiao Feng, I'm really sorry, Uncle forgot about yesterday's incident when he was so busy!" Song Yang sat in the office, with a smile on his face, and there was no apology between his expression and words. "In this way, today you will be with the other interviewers, and I will discuss with other editors to see if there are any positions suitable for you, after all, I am not alone in this literary club! ”

The words fell, and before Lin Ruofeng could speak, Song Yang turned around and left, and Lin Ruofeng had to sit on the bench and wait with the other interviewers.

From Song Yang's words and expression, Lin Ruofeng guessed that Song Yang must have deliberately let himself suffer from the cold wind blowing in Kangqiao.

The original owner just argued with Song Yang for a few words, saying that he wrote flashy articles and moaned without illness, but unexpectedly Song Yang not only ridiculed him repeatedly, but also was so jealous, and took this opportunity to rectify himself.

If it weren't for his father, Lin Ruofeng really wanted to pat his ass and leave, too lazy to look at Song Yang's disgusting face.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, how was your interview?"

"It's okay!"

"Hehe, Brother Zhang is outstanding, he will definitely be admitted!"

"That's not necessarily, there are still a lot of people who are better this time!"

"Brother Zhang, tell me, what did you take the test? Let's prepare!"

"Yes, yes!"

The person next to him began to discuss.

Lin Ruofeng listened to a few words and was a little prepared in his heart. This opportunity is estimated to be a talent begged by my father, Lin Ruofeng doesn't want to waste it, and besides, with the "prestigious name" created by the original owner, it is estimated that there is no place in Jiangnan City that is willing to ask for him.

And Lin Ruofeng also thought carefully about his own development path, with his current situation, what kind of writing songs and making movies are not enough, thinking about it, he can only start slowly.

After accumulating a certain amount of popularity and coming into contact with a certain number of people, the songs he wrote and the movies he made can be better promoted and developed.

"It's gold, it always shines", Lin Ruofeng didn't believe in it for a long time.

Earth's own sports can be described as first-class, but because of interpersonal and popularity, he can only be buried, and Lin Ruofeng doesn't want to take the old road.

"Twelfth, Lin Ruofeng!"

Before he knew it, it was his turn, and listening to the female assistant calling his name, Lin Ruofeng hurriedly stood up and responded.

In the room, there were five interviewers, three men and two women, with serious expressions. When they saw Lin Ruofeng, several people glanced at each other, as if they were exchanging something. On the side, there was also a man in his thirties with gold-rimmed glasses, holding a pen and paper in his hand, as if he was recording something.

Lin Ruofeng bowed slightly to a few people, kept smiling, and said, "Hello teachers, my name is Lin Ruofeng, I am twenty-three years old this year, and I graduated from ......."

Before Lin Ruofeng could finish introducing himself, a middle-aged man in his forties frowned, stretched out his hand, interrupted unceremoniously, and said coldly: "Okay, Song Yang told us about your situation, I heard that you were rejected ninety-nine times?"

"Yes. ”

Lin Ruofeng frowned slightly. "But, teachers, please believe ......"

An ugly woman on the far left pushed her thick glasses and said coldly: "Okay, you don't need to explain to us, even if it is introduced by Song Yang, it depends on your ability, if you don't have the ability, it is useless for anyone to introduce it, the interview is very simple, here is an article, comment on this!"

Saying that, the ugly woman threw a document to Lin Ruofeng.

Regarding the interviewer's attitude, although Lin Ruofeng was angry, he did not show it on his face, but picked up the document and read it.

This is an essay called "Thoughts".

The former owner himself was a literature major from a famous university in China, and Lin Ruofeng himself was also extraordinary, and Lin Ruofeng thought it was okay to comment on a prose.

However, when Lin Ruofeng finished reading this "Worries", his brows tightened. It's not because Lin Ruofeng can't comment, but the prose of "Thoughts and Worries" is written in a way that I can't bear to look at directly.

The whole article is moaning without disease, and I don't know what to say after reading it.

"What's the matter, can't you even comment on the article?" Seeing Lin Ruofeng stunned on this side, the middle-aged man before couldn't help frowning, and he didn't like it in his heart.

"If you can't comment on it, let's go! really, it's a waste of time!" the ugly woman snorted.

"Alright, let's go next!"

"Wait!"

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng raised his head and glanced at the interviewer, and the corners of his mouth curved.

"Who says I can't comment?"

PS: By the time you read this chapter, the stupid author has already taken the car home for the New Year! Happy New Year, everyone!

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