Inside the business car, the atmosphere is a little calm!

The three of you, look at me, I'll look at you, and then look at Chen Ange, Zhang Zhongtao took the invitation and looked at it for a long time.

The Evangelist is invited to attend the 30th Annual Meeting of the Golden House!

That's right, it was the website that sent an urgent invitation to the preacher in the past, with an official seal on it.

It's just that......

What a preacher!

The preacher was less than twenty-five years old...... Handsome guy!

Doesn't it mean that talent and appearance can't coexist?

You write novels so awesomely, and you look so handsome, do you give other people a way to live?

You know, most of the authors who are mixed in with the website are either old or not good-looking, and the most important thing is that most of the authors have been sitting in front of the computer, and even like to lock themselves in the house, and their body is very out of shape.

For example, some people are thin like a bolt of lightning, and some people are fat like a bunch of meat.

Online literature has been developing for nearly 50 years, and some people once wanted to package the author and form the spokesperson of online literature.

So that online literature can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, after all, although the army of online readers is not small, online literature has always been like a quiet ...... Ugly men don't promote themselves, and they don't compete with others for anything.

After all, it can't fight for anything, because it can't find an opponent at all.

The only opponents seem to be traditional writers, but aren't online authors and traditional writers looking for death?

Nowadays, it is a luxury for online authors to even enter the national formal writers' association.

In the past 50 years, the entire network circle can be counted on one hand to enter the National Writers' Association, most of the others are in prefecture-level cities, and the higher ones are the Provincial Writers' Association.

However, those online authors who entered the National Writers' Association eventually took the traditional route.

This makes many people feel that the so-called network authors are just a group of rabble, and they will change immediately after climbing up.

To put it bluntly, after so many years, although the group of online authors has been growing, there is one less spokesperson.

This spokesperson needs to bring online literature into the formal, so that those who know little about online literature understand that online literature can not only pass the time, but also make people think deeply.

But before that, the group of online writers had to enter everyone's sight first, instead of silently hiding in front of the computer and typing.

"Xiaoqin, if you don't want to, I'll find someone else!"

Wang Lina looked at Chen Ange for a while, and suddenly whispered to Xiaoqin.

Xiao Qin was in a hurry.

"Don't, I will definitely do the things explained by the leader, don't worry!"

"Don't you want to? Don't you have to be so reluctant!"

"Sister Wang, what did you say, you are a general, I am a soldier, as a qualified soldier, obeying orders is the first priority, don't worry, I'm ready to go to the soup, you don't have to worry, I will never frown at this kind of thing!"

Xiaoqin said and pulled Chen Ange, and broke the embarrassing atmosphere in the car.

"Preacher, you are really too young and handsome, I'm sure that if you make an appearance at that time, it is estimated that many people will regret their bowels!"

"Why?"

"Because they say you're a bad old man!"

Chen Ange opened his mouth, bad old man?

When did I become a bad old man.

In fact, whether it is the editorial department or fans, everyone generally thinks that the preacher is an old man, after all, the foundation of Chinese culture in Shushan is not like what a young man should have.

"What university did you graduate from, do you have any hobbies, what colors do you like, what zodiac signs, how old are you, do you have a girlfriend?"

Xiaoqin's mouth was as fast as swallowing melon seeds, and she threw out a lot of questions.

In fact, Wang Lina and Zhang Zhongtao also want to know these questions.

The two had already brewed a lot of similar questions before, and after seeing Chen Ange, I don't know why they couldn't ask it.

After all, before that, they thought that the preacher was at least middle-aged, and he must be older than them, and when the time came, they respectfully asked some questions.

But now that I see a real person, so young, younger than Wang Lina, how can I ask?

Chen Ange didn't put up a score, but answered truthfully what he could.

"What? You didn't go to college?"

Xiao Qin seemed to have heard the most outrageous thing.

However, Wang Lina and Zhang Zhongtao were not too surprised.

In fact, there are not many highly educated people in their circle, either they just graduated from a third-rate university and walked in, or they were exposed to online literature early and their studies were wasted.

To put it bluntly, it's a group of crazy people who can't get out of a field.

If you ask this group of people to learn linear algebra, probability theory, and capital for 120 years, will they be able to learn it?

But this is not certain, after all, as long as you write, it must be learning, so as long as you write more than ten years in this industry, the knowledge in a certain aspect has definitely accumulated to a terrible point.

"I also regret that I didn't study hard back then, so I made up for it like crazy after that!"

"Ah, I see!"

The car slowed down and finally stopped at the Baichuan Hotel!

Baichuan Hotel is built near the lake, and this lake is not simple, called Xiaoxi Lake, there are 24 stone bridges in the lake, three stone towers stand in the middle of the lake, every time the lake rises, the three stone towers will be submerged.

The lake is full of large willow trees hugging each other, and the willow branches are luxuriant in June, and the long branches are like fairies washing their hair, and they fall into the water of the blue lake.

The shape of the lake is irregular, the water hyacinth posture is formed in the middle, which is called the waist of the beauty, and then down is the Diaoyu Tai, on which stands a stone stele, I heard that it was personally nominated by Emperor Ding Ming of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Diaoyutai turns forward is a stone rockery, green trees and flowers form a surrounding trend, walk through the obstacles, suddenly open up, a large area of lotus flowers have appeared bones, some have even begun to compete for beauty, revealing the beauty of pale pink.

Dragonflies fluttering their wings are piled up, and the air is filled with a sweet fragrance of flowers, which is particularly charming.

It is rumored that "The Story of the Three Towers of the West Lake" did not take place in the West Lake, but in the Xiaoxi Lake, because according to the wild history, the name of the Little West Lake first appeared in the Song Dynasty.

As for the authenticity, there is no way to find out.

The last time Chen Ange came, it was already late autumn, and he didn't come to Anting Xiaoxi Lake, let alone turn to scenic spots.

After all, eleven tourists are crowded, and he has been detained at home by the old man in Jiangshan since then, and he has no time to go out to play.

This small West Lake is thought to be the slender West Lake of the previous life, and some of the landscapes have been seen in the previous life, but the small West Lake is far more beautiful and exquisite than the previous life.

The door of Baichuan Hotel is facing the beautiful scenery of Xiaoxi Lake, a clean self-built asphalt road separates the hotel from Xiaoxi Lake, but at this moment the door is full of bouquets, the red carpet has been opened, and the promotional posters of various books are erected on both sides.

"What a big formation!"

Chen Ange sighed secretly,

"In addition to the 30th annual meeting, this is also the 40th anniversary of the establishment of the Golden House, and it is also the 50th golden year for the development of online literature!"

Zhang Zhongtao introduced.

"Oh, I see!"

Chen Ange's eyes lit up, and it seemed that he had come to the right place.