Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Silly Smile

Although Shen Yuenong had already said so, the goods on the sofa were still dragged as if they were twenty-five or eighty-thousand.

Although it is very good to say that young people are there, don't be affected by the atmosphere of the online literature circle, you must guard against arrogance and rashness, and you must not be complacent or anything.

Nima.

Who the hell is complacent?

If Ning Lang hadn't looked at Shen Yuenong's face, he really wanted to ask these three and a half bottles of water, would your manuscript fee be as much as Lao Tzu's?

Lao Tzu is 30,000! You don't have it, do you?!

However, the reason why he didn't say this was not only for Shen Yuenong's face, but also for the sake of Shen Yuenong's face.

That is, he is afraid that the other party is really more than him, so isn't it pretending to be a failure but being?

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can make you invincible.

Ning Lang has always been a cautious person who walks the boundary.

At this time, a young man suddenly entered the backstage lounge.

He walked up to Shen Yuenong with a smile and shouted loudly, "Uncle Shen." ”

"Xiaojun, why are you here?"

Shen Yuenong's gaze suddenly turned to him.

Ning Lang looked at this young man, who was about the same age as himself, his lips were a little thin, and his smile had a kind of confidence that was integrated into the bone marrow.

The eyes are bright, the temperament is good, and the looks are good.

It's a little worse than myself.

Chen Jun also glanced at Ning Lang, chuckled and nodded lightly.

It's quite polite, it's just how uncomfortable you look.

Ning Lang didn't know why.

It seemed to be Shen Yuenong's acquaintance, so he didn't bother too much, and returned to the rest area of the online writer after saying hello.

Chen Jun's afterglow kept paying attention to Ning Lang's movements.

In fact, as soon as he came in, he saw a young man about the same age as himself standing in front of Shen Yuenong, and he was already curious.

Later, they exchanged glances a few times, and saw the other party walking straight to the writer's rest area, and suddenly couldn't help asking, "Uncle Shen, that person, is it ......?"

"Haha. ”

Shen Yuenong asked, "You mean the young man who was here just now?"

"Yes. ”

Chen Jun did not deny it and nodded.

"He's a guest at the symposium. ”

"So young?"

Jun's eyes widened in disbelief.

I was roaring madly in my heart, how could it be, so young?

Why can he sit here at such a young age and participate in such an important symposium, with Shen Yuenong?

Looking at his non-stop flashing and thoughtful eyes, Shen Yuenong couldn't help but smile.

Knowing Ning Lang's age and the identity he plays at this moment must have aroused his almost extreme competitiveness as a nephew.

He has been like this since he was a child, when he sees excellent peers, he will compare with each other, compare grades, awards and honors, and compare family background.

As long as the gap is not too great, he will try his best to surpass the other party.

He can't tolerate his peers being better than him.

So it is such an extreme competitiveness that allows him to always be brilliant in the environment he is in.

In this regard, Shen Yuenong feels that it is both a good thing and a bad thing, a double-edged sword, it depends on how to take advantage of the situation.

And this is the life of a young man, who never bothered to ask.

As in "whose youth is not rebellious".

If young people are not crazy and arrogant, how can they be called young and frivolous?

When the blood is strong, you should have the momentum to compete with the heavenly princess.

"Xiaojun, do you have anything to do with me?"

Seeing that Chen Jun was silently thinking and not speaking, Shen Yuenong couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, that's right, I want to ask you to help sign it. ”

……

After waiting for a while, the staff finally entered the lounge and said to the participants: "Writers, the seats are full, and the reporters and staff of the relevant media are already in place, and we can start." ”

"In a moment, the host will introduce your works and honors, and she will introduce one person to the other, okay?"

"Good. ”

This rule is not difficult to understand.

Everyone went to the exit of the backstage under the staff organization, where the voice of the host outside could be clearly heard.

After the regular opening remarks, the guests were introduced.

"First of all, let's clear the Shuangqiao City Writers Association, He Qizong, his works are ......"

There were cheers, but not enthusiasm.

Obviously, this He Qizong is not well-known.

It's also one of the three half-filled bottles.

Next, let's welcome the suspense god of online literature, also a post-90s god, I love to eat melons, his masterpiece is "Measuring the World", "Measuring the World" has achieved 40 million clicks, 5 million collections, and 1 million likes in the Genesis Book City app, and has been successfully adapted into film and television dramas and animation. ”

As the host's voice fell, there were many enthusiastic cheers outside this time.

Obviously, the audience's reaction was the most genuine.

The influence of my love of melons should be far greater than that of the semi-irrigated traditional writer called He Qizong.

And Ning Lang has figured out the order of the host's introduction from this.

One co-author, one network co-ordinator.

If nothing else, the next one is one of the other two people who are half-irrigated.

And then there's yourself.

After himself, it was the last bottle of half-filled.

and then five bars, and finally the ultimate boss Shen Yuenong appeared in the finale.

Sure enough, the development that came down was no different from his guess.

After I went out, I introduced a bottle of semi-filled water.

Like the previous bottle and a half of water, there were few cheers, and the influence was dismal.

This also made the last bottle of sharp-minded glass heart half-filled with water look very unsightly.

Ning Lang imperceptibly caught his expression with his afterglow, and could even guess his inner thoughts.

must be scolding the group of readers outside, who don't know the goods, have no taste, have no culture or something.

Hey, lemon essence mentality, nothing more than that.

Everything is inferior, only the routine is high, not only writing books is a routine, in fact, many people's mentality is also a routine.

Once you figure it out, it's not hard to guess.

"Next, let's welcome, a member of the Internet Writers Association, a cutting-edge writer of Q Point Chinese Network, the author of "Great Craftsman", Zhong Shenxiu, like I love melons, is also a popular writer after the nineties, his master craftsman, has won nearly 10 million hits at both ends of Q Point Chinese Network PC and APP, Nearly 100,000 collections of good results, with a positive energy style and three views of the harvest of a large number of readers' support, the craftsman, has also officially entered the simplified publishing process, the physical book will soon be officially with you, the publishing unit is our Shuangqiao Publishing House!"

"Wow!"

There was a cheer from the audience.

It's not as warm as my love of melon, but it's also much warmer than half irrigation.

Ning Lang walked out with a smile and went down the stairway to the stage, smiling and waving to the audience.

He ignored the displeased gazes of the two half-watered men who had already appeared.

Instead, I saw Song Qianwen in the crowd at a glance.

couldn't help but grin with a mouth full of shiny white teeth, revealing a silly smile.

made many viewers stunned, and immediately burst into good-natured laughter, as if they were infected by the happy emotions conveyed by Ning Lang.