"He's looking at us?"

Song Qianwen's roommates have a keen sense.

Suddenly found where Ning Lang's gaze stayed.

But it is not directly associated with Song Qianwen here.

On the contrary, the fat girl Chen Dan couldn't help muttering on the side, "Are these online literature gods so young? It looks like they are about the same age as me, and they are all post-90s...... Suddenly I felt like a failure. ”

"What failed?"

Liu Yun turned her head in confusion.

"Woo, I'm also a post-90s generation, but I'm still using my parents' money to go to school, gnaw at the old, my peers have already realized their personal value in a field, and when I think about it, I feel that my life has been in vain for more than 20 years. ”

When a roommate heard Chen Dan's depressed words, he couldn't help but speak: "What's so presumptuous about being self-indulgent, there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, there is a specialization in the art industry, everyone has their own life, and they can't compare their own lives to other people's lives at all." ”

"Yes. The other roommate also nodded, "Chen Dan, you just have too much psychological burden, the most important thing is to be happy alive, and you are also very good." ”

"Where's the good?"

The fat girl Chen Dan looked over expectantly.

The roommate was speechless for a moment, his eyebrows jumped, and his eyes changed for a moment before he spoke, "You're much cuter than them." ”

"What a good thing about cuteness. ”

"Why is cuteness not considered an advantage, let me ask you, why is Wang Xinling popular?"

"Well sung. ”

Chen Dan replied without thinking.

"Wrong, there are many people who sing better than her, why is she popular alone? It's not because she's cute, so cute that she is called the sweetheart leader, in this era when appearance is justice, what a good quality cuteness is! How can you not realize it?"

"This ...... All right. ”

Chen Dan was stunned by the glowing logic of his roommates.

She always felt that something was wrong, but for a while she couldn't say anything was wrong.

After pondering for a long time, I finally accepted this clever statement.

After Ning Lang, the last bottle of semi-filled water from the traditional writer's side also appeared, which was similar to the first two bottles of semi-filled water, and there were few cheers.

was completely suppressed by the two young people who love melons and Ning Lang.

Three and a half bottles of water were extremely angry at the situation.

Their anger rose to the extreme after the appearance of the five bars set off a craze on the scene.

The disdain for online literature has reached its extreme.

What's wrong with the university monks now? What kind of atmosphere is there now? What is going on with the young people now?

Advocating dross, rejecting the essence!

What bullshit do you like, what kind of stuff are those people writing on the Internet? Can you read it? Is it nutritious?

No fart nutrition!

Bad money drives out good money?!

The rivers are going down, the world is going down! Worrying about the country, worrying about the people, and worrying about the future!

"Next, let's welcome, my country's famous writer Shen Yuenong!"

The host's simple sentence did not even introduce Shen Yuenong's masterpieces and achievements, and everyone at the scene spontaneously applauded and cheered.

The sound tide was thunderous, and the atmosphere reached its peak in an instant.

The real boss, his voice surpassed that of everyone within the five bars before.

The scene echoed with the cries of "Teacher Shen" and "Teacher Shen".

The heat wave rolled, invisibly surrounding Shen Yuenong, who slowly walked down the stairs to the stage under the leadership of the staff, and seemed to condense into a dazzling halo.

made him the undisputed center of attention.

The slap in the face came too quickly, like a tornado.

The traditional writers who were still indignant, worried about the country and the people, and scolded online literature as garbage, instantly threw all their grievances behind and forgot about them.

The inner thoughts have changed abruptly from the previous painful cries.

I think that the current college students and readers don't seem to be too complete, and they still have a little IQ.

Thinking about it, there was no trace of shame at all that I had been warned by the power of the true incense.

The guests are here.

The leaders of the school, the Propaganda Department and the Writers' Association first made opening remarks.

These processes are boring, but they are necessary for the event.

It is a matter of basic etiquette and cannot be violated.

Chinese society, after all, is a religious society, which is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years.

"Teachers, students, leaders here, today's society is an information society, with the rapid development of Internet technology, many emerging products based on the network have been born. ”

"For example, QR codes, smartphones, and so on. ”

"Internet literature is also one of the many emerging products. ”

"In just about 20 years since its birth, it has rapidly occupied the market and shown great influence, and its works have been sought after and welcomed by the majority of readers. ”

"All of you here, if you usually like to read online articles, please raise your hand. ”

The host gave an order.

Ninety-five percent of the students, leaders, teachers, and members of society below raised their hands.

This hula-la-la, brush-brushing scene made the traditional writers except Shen Yuenong frown deeply.

"Hey, it's not shallow, it's terminally ill. ”

What's going on with this host? As soon as he comes, he blows the influence of garbage online articles, no matter how big the influence is? Garbage is always garbage, and it cannot change the rotten nature of its decay!

But the presenters don't know what they're going to do.

Seeing the feedback from the audience, she kept a smile and continued, "It seems that the influence of online articles is indeed worthy of the name. ”

"This classmate, do you have any favorite online works?"

The host casually ordered a live audience.

The spectator stood up and replied, "The horse breaks the sky." ”

"Punish the gods!"

Another viewer who was selected also named a book he liked.

The host controlled the rhythm of the scene freely, and when the audience had almost answered the answers, she naturally entered the topic.

"Okay, it seems that everyone here has one or two online literature works that you like very much, and below, I will invite all the guests present to talk about their views on online literature and traditional literature. ”

"First of all, please tell me what you think. ”

The moderator turned to the guest and invited one of the three King Kongs in the traditional writers' camp to speak first.

This person has a Mediterranean head and a greasy face with a big belly.

Ning Lang remembered his pen name, which seemed to be called Zuo Dache.

The work written is a book about the spirit of the Acura Railway.

I haven't read the content, but it sounds quite positive.

For such realistic themes, Ning Lang also has a good impression.

Seeing him stand up, Ning Lang knew that the symposium was beginning to get to the point.

The wrestling between the online text side and the traditional side has officially begun.

He was looking forward to what he had to say.

I saw Zuo Dache nodding at his comrades in the same camp on the left and right, slowly standing up from his seat, and waving his hand at the audience with a smile, and said: "Hello everyone, I am Zuo Dache, a member of the Shuangqiao City Writers Association. ”

"I am very pleased to be invited by the Propaganda Department and the Municipal Writers Association to participate in this writers' symposium. ”

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