"Shaft, rude!"

Zhao Xuemin glared at Lin Ruofeng angrily, who is he? The master of traditional martial arts novels, second only to the masters of the four major families of Gu, Huang, Chen, and Liu, where is he not respected? Even those traditional writers are polite when they see themselves, but now it is good that he was taught a lesson by a coder he thinks, how can he not be angry?

The person in front of him is too bold. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Before this, at which exchange meeting, those Internet writers from the mainland didn't laugh at ridicule? Didn't they bury their heads one by one and didn't dare to refute? Unexpectedly, today they met a stunned young man who actually scolded Master Zhao Xuemin!

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked!

However, Lin Ruofeng didn't care: "I'm unreasonable, you Master Zhao is mocking and mocking, who is rude?"

Seeing that Lin Ruofeng still wanted to quarrel, Zhao Xuemin was even more angry, and snorted: "Shaft, I don't know you like you!"

When the words fell, Zhao Xuemin was so angry that he walked away directly.

Seeing this, Wu Yulin, Liu Changming and others were stunned, they never thought that Lin Ruofeng, who had always been plain and quiet, why did he suddenly become so sharp?

However, no matter what, Lin Ruofeng's words were really relieved.

"If you hear it, you said it too well!" Liu Changming said gratefully to Lin Ruofeng. He was already more timid in his heart, and his mouth was not as good as Zhao Xuemin. But Lin Ruofeng was different, a series of words came out, and Zhao Xuemin was stunned and didn't say a word.

Lin Ruofeng smiled and said, "Let's convince people with reason!"

Liu Changming smiled and nodded: "Yes, convince people with reason, convince people with reason!"

Zhou Fangying saw that Master Zhao, who was named Zhenbao Island, was actually angry by an online writer, but he was impressed by Lin Ruofeng. If it weren't for economic gain, who would care about these old stubborns?

But he still arranged the seats, how could it be missing?

After some checking, Zhou Fangying realized that feelings were the ghost of this stick of traditional writers, and the writers who were obviously not invited were also pulled over by them to occupy a position, purely because they wanted this online writer to get off the horse.

However, the relationship between these traditional writers is complicated, and Zhou Fangying is not easy to rush people, so she can only helplessly add more than a dozen stools for Lin Ruofeng and others next to her.

At this time, the writers' exchange meeting officially began.

The host introduced several masters of traditional fiction, including Zhao Xuemin. After that, the masters began to explain things related to writing.

"Next, I would like to invite Zhao Xuemin and Master Zhao to come to the stage to talk about writing for everyone!" the host shouted with a smile.

Zhao Xuemin stepped onto the stage with a serious face, his face was angry, obviously still angry.

As soon as he came to the stage, Zhao Xuemin's eyes fell on the area where the online writer was sitting, and then snorted coldly and said: "The previous masters have made a detailed and profound explanation of writing, so I won't say more, I'll talk about the current novels, especially online novels!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he pointed the finger at Lin Ruofeng and others.

"In the world of online literature, online writers are a group of mysterious 'codewriters' who squat on the computer screen. They have no names or surnames, and some of them are just some strange names, and they have nothing to smell or tread on the snow without a trace! Just imagine, how should critics who are accustomed to the criticism mode of 'knowing people papers' feel when they are confronted with the names of these Internet writers? The torment of drawing a sword and hitting a pillar in a dazed heart is indeed intoxicating!

"Hahaha~!"

"Master Zhao is really humorous!"

"Where, Master Zhao's eyes are like torches, and he has seen through the true face of those Internet writers!"

"I think so!"

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, and Liu Changming and others clasped their hands with angry faces.

"This Zhao Xuemin, speaking is really insidious!"

Zhao Xuemin's words, he said it lightly in the open, but secretly he just laughed at the fact that all online writers published their works under pen names, which was quite afraid to meet people.

"However, those novels written under strange pseudonyms are very popular and scary. However, compared to traditional novels, online novels can be said to have no connotation at all, so far, I have read the novels that are high on the top of the list on those websites, all of them are self-obscene, white to the top, and none of them are boutiques. Zhao Xuemin said coldly. "With such a high popularity, there is no excellent work, which is really ridiculous and generous!"

"Then again, look at those online writers, who make millions a month, spend some money, and engage in publicity, presumably their popularity has risen like this. But I just don't understand, is this kind of literature still literature? It is stained with the smell of copper, and every writer is just promoting how high and high his income is!" Zhao Xuemin became more and more vigorous, as if he wanted to tell all the anger that Lin Ruofeng received. "As a result, what is written is unbearable, and it has no literary nature at all, and it is just satisfying those self-interested people! How can it raise people's spiritual realm like traditional literature?"

"Good!"

"What Master Zhao said is so good!"

When the words fell, the whole venue burst into applause.

"Master Zhao's words have gone to my heart!"

"That's right, some time ago, an online writer posted his manuscript fee on his Weibo, saying how much he earned, which is really disgusting!"

"That's not it, write some small white texts to satisfy the lust of those small people, and make money like this, it's really not shameful!"

"It's simply an insult to literature, and it's useless to write something!"

The traditional writers next to him talked about it, and some people glanced at Lin Ruofeng and the others sitting next to him with contempt from time to time.

Wu Yulin's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes snorted coldly as if they were on fire.

Liu Changming clenched his hands into fists, and after glaring at Zhao Xuemin on the stage, he lowered his head and sulked, his face full of anger and unwillingness.

Others, on the other hand, were red-faced, buried in a low head, and did not dare to speak.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuemin walked off the stage satisfied.

The host came to the stage, smiled and casually adjusted the atmosphere, and then said: "Thank you Master Zhao, next, let me invite Lin Ruofeng, the platinum god from the mainland Qidian Chinese Network, to speak on stage!"

The sparse applause in the audience rang out, and none of the traditional writers applauded, only Wu Yulin, Liu Changming and a few others applauded excitedly.

"Cut, what's there to applaud!"

"That's it, maybe I'll thank you again!"

"It's also true, these online writers are also soft bones, we laugh at them, and people have to thank us in turn!"

"That's not it, we've taught them something!"

"Hahaha......"

In the audience, some traditional writers whispered sarcastically, and Liu Changming and others dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

However, Lin Ruofeng slowly stepped onto the stage, held the microphone, glanced at it, smiled, and said, "I personally feel honored to be able to speak on behalf of the website today. I have a deep understanding of the exchanges between the previous masters! Moreover, today, Master Zhao's speech coincides with what I want to say, and today, I will also talk about Internet literature!"

Wu Yulin raised his eyebrows. "What is he going to do?"

And Zhao Xuemin's face suddenly darkened, what does this mean?

Many traditional writers don't understand what Lin Ruofeng means by this, but Lin Ruofeng's words let them taste a different meaning!

And the next moment, Lin Ruofeng's words made them completely understand: "With the sudden rise of online literature, the corresponding comments have also sprung up, and the number is quite considerable. It can be seen that some people commented with care. However, there are always some people who make very low-level mistakes! I personally am completely opposed to these people's comments, completely opposed!"

After speaking, Lin Ruofeng's gaze fell on Zhao Xuemin's body below, and the meaning was self-evident.

In an instant, there was an uproar below!

"Holy!"

"No, it's going to run away again!"

Liu Changming raised his head excitedly.

Wu Yulin couldn't make a sound, she knew that the famous Lin Ruofeng, how could she swallow her anger?

At this moment, many traditional writers were outraged!

This moment!

Zhao Xuemin's face was pale!

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