Yang Fan was overjoyed in his heart, this group of writers finally came.

But then again, even if he wanted to, it wasn't that easy. After all, these people are there to be the audience, not the protagonists.

"I heard that in this year's New Year's Day party, a lot of poetry recitation will be added, and these writers' associations invited them to come and prepare for this part. ”

"Teacher Xiao Yang writes poetry so well, and his writing must be very good, why don't you go over and take a look?" An aunt looked at Yang Fan with some teasing.

"Forget it, no matter what people say, they also came from the association, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, besides, they must have been prepared for a long time when they came, Teacher Xiao Yang still don't go. ”

"That's right, no matter what people say, they are also famous and surnamed people, and the poems they write will definitely be more sought after, our Xiao Yang's poems are indeed a little inferior to others!"

In the eyes of laymen, Yang Fan is a novice after all, even if he writes better, he definitely can't compare with those professionals in others.

Yang Fan is also wondering, should he go up and make a wave?

But it's not his style to get into trouble in person, just look at it then, if these people really mess with him, then Yang Fan will definitely not give up.

As for poetry, although he hasn't drawn it in the past few days, he still has millions of prestige points, which is enough for him to exchange for the poems he has taken.

In the afternoon, it was half past one o'clock.

Old Metropolitan Broadcasting Building, Top Floor, Assembly Hall.

The building is a semi-circular structure that can accommodate thousands of people.

Yang Fan found a place, took out his mobile phone and looked on the Internet, and found that this event had even been advertised on the Internet.

After all, it is a provincial station, and it is combined with a provincial TV station, and the popularity must be there, especially in the entire ancient city, the publicity has long been very popular.

During the New Year's Day, there was finally a holiday, and everyone was basically at home, cooking a good meal, and reuniting the whole family.

Yang Fan thought of his parents in his hometown, and his heart was a little surging. Although it is not New Year's Day now, people are basically at home, and the listening rate will definitely be guaranteed.

The Internet has long been boiling, and there are different opinions.

"Damn, the provincial TV is here, and I can actually do a party with the provincial TV station, which costs a lot of money!"

"What's that, I heard that there seem to be a lot of people invited this time, that sister rabbit who wrote fairy tales, you know, right? And Liu Yuanzhang, the poetry champion of the previous year. ”

"This lineup is okay, but these literati come to the New Year's Day party, isn't it a bit out of place?"

"You don't know this, this New Year's Day party, there are two parts, the first part is naturally those programs, wait until those programs are finished, and then the audience votes for the best program. And the highlight is in this second part, where these literati will meet friends with poetry and learn from each other. ”

"That's really interesting, the New Year's Day party of the provincial TV station in the past few years has nothing to look at, it is the same every year, I didn't expect it to finally change, maybe there will be some improvement. ”

These people chatted on the Internet, and they didn't know where a little fan came out, and they actually led the topic to Yang Fan's head.

At this moment, he was really shot while lying down.

"Ah, Secretary Xu, and the sister who writes children's stories, these people's names sound so familiar...... No, aren't they the ones who scolded Teacher Yang yesterday?"

"That's right, it's this group of people, and it's lively now. ”

"What are you talking about? I don't understand. ”

"I don't know, Mr. Yang is the host of the literary frequency of the provincial radio station, maybe he will also go to the show. ”

"This is a narrow road, maybe there will be some sparks!"

"No, no matter what people say, they are also writers, Mr. Yang is an anchor, and he can't fight with these people!"

"Then who knows, this kind of thing, I can't say. ”

"However, there doesn't seem to be Mr. Yang on the program list?"

Among netizens, there are sporadic people who shout for Yang Fan, but the reputation of the Writers' Association is really not covered, they are a group, and the fan base is naturally more than Yang Fan.

"That's right without him, what is the identity of those teachers? What is his identity, just a clown who jumps off the beam, and some talents don't know who they are, and even the seniors dare to say it, I really don't know the height of the sky. Besides, this is a live New Year's Day party, what is he going to do and make trouble? What do you laymen know, let's go home and sleep!"

"That's right, Yang Fan's poem, it also deceives you laymen, bullshit things. ”

"He doesn't have that background and level at all, of course there is no him above, a reasonable thing. ”

"But then again, if you say that if Yang Fan goes up, will you take this opportunity for everyone to see him clearly? Yesterday was noisy on the Internet, if it weren't for the teacher who gave him face, it is estimated that Yang Fan would have been drowned by the saliva of these teachers' fans. ”

"I raised my hands and feet in favor, let Yang Fan go up and have a good look, what level is he!"

"That's right, a young man who is just 20 years old, even if he comes out of his mother's womb to study, can he still be compared with those old pedants who are full of wealth? ”

I don't know if Yang Fan's fans are depressed, or what. Today, Ichisui's malicious comments poured in on him.

Yang Fan was not interested in reading it at all, put the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and fumbled in.

Before he could go inside, he saw a group of people from afar, walking slowly and leisurely to the front.

The person Yang Fan at the head knew that it was the head of the Lu Tai who wanted to put him to death everywhere.

Director Lu was very polite, led the group, and walked to the VIP seat in front, and said with a smile as he walked: "Come, everyone, please, everyone is a distinguished guest, if we don't entertain well today, please have a lot of cultural people!"

The leader in front is a middle-aged man in a Tang costume, who looks to be in his forties, but he doesn't have those fat intestines that are full of oil, and he looks quite thin. But just those eyes, dripping and rolling, Yang Fan felt that this guy was not a good person.

"It's okay, Director Lu. It is an honor for our writers' association to be able to cooperate with your station! But then again, the novel we talked about last time did not succeed in the end, which is indeed a pity. ”

"That's that, it's all because the kid under my hand doesn't know the height of the sky, Mr. Xu, you bear with me, if you have the chance, I will definitely set up a banquet to make amends to you." ”

Yang Fan is far away, but since he has cultivated, his ear power is not ordinarily good. Even in this very noisy environment, I can barely hear clearly.

Yang Fan took a sip in his heart. It turned out that the old guy wanted to get his book, and he didn't know what their purpose was.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the voice of a warbler behind him, turned his head back, and found that there were at least thirty or forty spectators, rushing towards the group.

Yang Fan sighed a little, although he said that he had a lot of fans, but in real life, there were no people who paid attention to him, which was a little sad.

"Teacher Xu, I have liked your poems since I was a child, can you sign them for me!" A little girl who looked good handed over and took a small notebook with a shy face.

The two people who were talking were a little stunned when they were interrupted by such a group of people. It was still this Director Xu, who reacted first, and he smiled kindly, "Of course, little girl, if you like my work, that's also my honor, and also, this is my phone number, we can discuss academic things when we have time." ”

This Xu officer signed, but his eyes glanced at the girl a few times, and the others didn't see it clearly, but his actions fell into Yang Fan's eyes.

Damn, this girl can't be blind, right? Don't you see this kind of pervert clearly? You dare to chase stars with this kind of person.

A star like Brother who is in the wind, a talent, and has a good heart, you can't look down on it?

Not only this Director Xu, Sister Wu, but also several other writers' associations, there are also a group of fans around them.

To be honest, Yang Fan is a little tasty, although he already has a large fan base. But to be honest, my interaction with these fans is only limited to the Internet.

In real life, I really haven't met anyone who wants to sign my autograph. Yang Fan viciously looked at these people one by one, thinking in his heart, when the buddies are hot, will there only be these people around him?

Just thinking like this, suddenly a colleague with a literary frequency came over and patted Yang Fan, and sometimes panted and said: "Teacher Yang Fan, when has this been? You are still wandering around here, our location is over there, I'll take you over!"

As he spoke, he pointed to a corner on the left side of the entire venue, and Yang Fan looked at it, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Why can other people's frequencies occupy a good position, but as far as their literary frequencies are concerned, they can only squeeze in the corner. To put it bluntly, it is actually a gap in performance.

His voice was not small, at least the group of people in the Writers' Association watched it.

Yang Fan also gave them a glance back, neither humble nor arrogant.

"This person is that Yang Fan, he looks really young. ”

"What is young? It's just a hairy boy who hasn't grown all his hair, he knows what art is, and he dares to call poetry whatever he writes casually, I really don't know what to say. ”

"That's right, an Internet writer who relies on his own popularity, and still argues with our predecessors, not to mention his literary atmosphere, first of all, he respects his teacher, which he has not done, let alone anything else. ”

These people were arranging Yang Fan, and Director Lu smiled awkwardly, and said lightly: "That...... It's okay, he's just a student, come to our radio station to study, definitely can't be compared with the teachers, come, everyone, please!"

As Yang Fan's leader, even if Director Lu is angry with Yang Fan in his heart, he can't spread it on this occasion, he has to pay attention to the influence.

These people left, and the audience on the side still watched the excitement, and they all started to talk about it.

"Yang Fan, who is this person, how do I hear it, these shoemakers are talking about him, won't it be a big deal?"

"What? He's a guy who writes online novels, how can he compare with these big names in the literary world. ”

"What are you talking about, have you read Mr. Yang Fan's two online novels, then which one is a pioneering work, how can a layman like you know the way of our industry. ”

"Okay, okay, you don't have to quarrel anymore, I look at this posture, they may have to fight with real guns today, let's just enjoy it when the time comes." ”

"No, there are so many security guards over there, they can't fight, right?"

"Hey, I said why are you so stupid, everyone is a cultural person, a cultural person's thing, that must be compared in the way of a cultural person, you think everyone is you, without saying a word, two bricks will go up?"