The news that Chenyang was going to give a lecture soon spread on the Internet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Forum.

Stick.

PP group.

Lots of authors were blown up by this news.

"Lecturing?"

"Am I right?"

"Chenyang is actually going to come out to give a lecture?

A lot of people were scared by the news.

Of course, many of them would love to have someone to guide them to the new writers, but everyone knows that this is impossible, because the creation of a novel itself is a mysterious process.

To put it mildly, it is the crystallization of each stage of the author's life, and to put it in layman's terms, novel creation is an industry where the public says that the public is reasonable.

In this industry, readers and the market are the only judges.

You think your writing is good, but readers don't buy it, even if you win the award, you have to eat dirt, on the other hand, even if you write something that is not up to standard, as long as the readers like it, you can eat and drink spicy food.

And most importantly, there are thousands of readers, everyone has their own tastes and preferences, and the author can't let the readers come according to their own requirements, let alone set rules and regulations like exams.

Passing on experience?

How to teach?

Is it difficult to take an exam?

……

Eight fifty.

In the small bedroom of Wen Xia's house.

Chenyang is making one last confirmation.

Pen and paper.

Headset.

Microphone.

Syllabus.

After checking everything he needed later, Chenyang sat down in front of the computer and thought about the opening remarks he was waiting for.

Wen Xia walked in with a tomato and handed the one he was holding to Chenyang, "Do you want to eat?"

Chenyang waved his hand, signaling that Wen Xia didn't want to eat, after all, he still had to give a lecture later, and the sound of chirping was disrespectful to those who listened to the class.

Wen Xia stuffed the last bite of tomato into his mouth, and without hesitation, he took another bite of the one he gave to Chenyang just now, "What are you going to say?"

"Of course, it's about how to write a novel, and my purpose here is to teach you how to write a novel. Chenyang glanced back at Wen Xia, this little girl was holding the tomatoes and eating them fragrantly.

However, this does not illustrate the fact that her questioning was rather stupid.

Wen Xia swallowed the contents of his mouth, "Could it be that you really plan to teach it?"

Chenyang asked rhetorically, "Why not?"

"Huh?"

Wen Xia was in doubt of what she had heard.

After so many years as an editor, she had never seen a writer who actually passed on his experience to others.

Let's not talk about whether the creation of novels can be taught by hand, even if it can, but the question is which writer's experience is in vain?

There are so many people who want it, why do people give it? What do others do to beat their peers?

Take 10,000 steps back, even if it is given, the person who wants it has to pay something, who cares about it!

Although Chenyang's public lecture this time is for the contracted writers in the group, the platform only uses the PP group as a communication tool, and there is no name and no benefit, so in Wen Xia's heart, Chenyang's public lecture this time should have a backhand, and it will not be fully revealed.

Therefore, when he heard Chenyang say that he would teach them all, Wen Xia felt like he was shocked and incredulous by lightning, and even wondered for a moment if he had heard it wrong.

It's not just Wen Xia who is also skeptical, there are many netizens and writers.

"Experience?hehe, do you really think Chenyang will hand over his experience so obediently?"

"It's so funny, even if you have it, you don't give it, right, whose experience is for nothing? ”

"I already have a hunch that most of Chenyang's lectures this time are boring, and it can even be said that they are homely. ”

"I think so, too. ”

Some netizens and writers who were taken to the rhythm began to speak ill of Chenyang.

"Chenyang is such garbage. ”

"Hehe, I want to go crazy for money. ”

"When I saw that this was the push of the 'story meeting', it was really enough, and even my own authors didn't let go. ”

"MLM, this is, I really don't know what you think, there are still people with stinky feet, I have always been unaccustomed to seeing the morning sun, and now this thing is finally showing the fox's tail!"

"Sit back and wait until nine o'clock, and see how you end up then!"

Stick.

Some abusive posts are also starting to be topped on the front page.

[The inside story behind Chenyang's lecture!]

[Dig deep into the inside story of Chenyang's hypocrisy, and look at the routine of the "story meeting" from this lecture]

[Do you see clearly the interests behind Chenyang's lectures? 818 Chenyang, this hypocritical person!]

[Garbage Chenyang, in order to make money and rush sales, he even used the author's dream as marketing!]

Vituperate.

Denigrate.

Guess.

All the vicious remarks began to expand and spread on the Internet at a viral speed almost twenty minutes after the news of Chenyang's lecture was announced, and some timid authors were defeated, silently cursing Chenyang's poor character, but on the other hand, they had self-pity and self-pity and did not have a reliable teacher.

However, more authors are trying their best to listen to this, but unfortunately, because the object of Chenyang's lecture this time is only the author who signed a contract with the "Story Club", this part of the people can only be turned away.

……

Eight fifty-five.

The PP group of the contracted writers of the "Story Club" opened the ban on all the people.

For the convenience of this lecture, Chenyang was promoted to administrator.

The bald head in charge is talking over and over again in the group about the rules of the questioning session and how to listen more effectively, but at this time in the small group, several writers in the group are discussing with each other.

"Yang Shen really wants to teach us experience this time? ”

Many people have also seen the comments on the Internet, although they didn't pay attention to it at first, but now that the administrator has opened the ban on all, they are a little panicked.

It's not really that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and they will have to pay for it or something when the time comes.

"I'm not sure, but it feels a little impossible. ”

"Yes, I also think it's impossible, you see that after Chenyang entered the group just now, he looked like two hundred and fifty eighty thousand, and he didn't say a word, but Yi Dada kept talking to everyone about the rule collection problem. ”

Everyone didn't know that Chenyang was Yi Ang.

Of course, no one knows that the reason why Chenyang doesn't use tuba to speak in the group is because he wants to write a lecture outline.

Many people are complaining about Chenyang's attitude, but after a few words, everyone's focus is on this lecture, Chenyang is the editor-in-chief of the "Story Club", and the face of the current "Story Club", he can pass on his experience to everyone?

Still is......

He wants to take the opportunity to encourage everyone to rush sales?

Everyone didn't dare to make assertions, and in the speculation, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, and some of the more vigilant signed writers had even thought in their hearts about the words they would refuse later.

After all, this belongs to working against the old club, even if the "story club" is not a capital manipulator, but it is not a joke to offend a fifth-tier writer and a provincial newspaper.