"Mr. Huang, think about it. If you agree to withdraw from the competition, I will give you a compensation of 50,000 yuan, and I can also help you apply to join the Chinese Writers Association, what do you think? ”

Early the next morning, Huang Yifan received a message from a stranger to add friends.

As a result, when I opened it, someone actually threatened to withdraw from the competition.

Well, not a threat, it's an inducement.

It seems that the off-the-market move came so soon.

It's a pity that Huang Yifan is not impressed by these two conditions.

50,000 yuan and want to send yourself?

Don't say 50,000, 5 million Huang Yifan will not retire.

What's more, now Huang Yifan doesn't have much concept of money, anyway, he is not short of money.

As for joining the Chinese Writers Association, it may be a great temptation for others. But for Huang Yifan, he knows that sooner or later he will join the Huaguo Writers Association. And, even if you don't join, so what? With the countless classics in his mind, even if he doesn't need the help of the Huaguo Writers Association, Huang Yifan can become the existence they look up to step by step.

"Not how?"

Huang Yifan said impatiently.

"You're not going to say yes?"

"Why, do I have to say yes?"

"Hehe, it seems that Mr. Qiushui doesn't know the strength of my side. Let me tell you, I have a strong relationship with the Chinese Writers Association. If you agree,

It doesn't matter to anyone. But if you don't agree, perhaps, tonight, the literary newspaper may publish some news about you, and there may be a lot of bad content, so I hope you don't be surprised. ”

"It's okay, you can publish in the newspaper, I'll see how well you write, if you don't write well, then it's not a challenge."

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder.

Although Huang Yifan does not use off-board moves, his ability to see moves has risen sharply.

Besides, after the last time I used autumn water to fight with many prose writers. It also made Huang Yifan feel endless aftertaste.

It's just a pity. Fights in the literary world are sometimes uncommon, so I have to write my own words.

I didn't think about it, I didn't go to others to fight, but others came to trouble me.

Since coming. Then come on.

"Hmph, you wait."

The other party snorted coldly. It's offline.

……

Seeing that person went offline, Huang Yifan was also happy, remembering the "Chinese Cabin" channel that he signed last night. I landed on Miaomiao, ready to see the situation first.

It's just that. After logging in, Huang Yifan found out that no one was singing on this channel.

"What's going on?"

Isn't there more than 1,000 people on this channel, how can no one sing?

Not only did no one sing. On the contrary, this channel didn't even have anyone to say hello to Huang Yifan.

With doubts. Huang Yifan asked on the public frequency, "This, all handsome guys and beauties." Why doesn't our channel sing? I took a look, doesn't our channel have more than 20 signed singers, why don't you sing? ”

It's just that after Huang Yifan finished speaking, someone laughed at the bottom, "Haha, another signed singer who was deceived by management." ”

"Ah, what's going on."

This made Huang Yifan a little blindfolded.

I won't go into a black shop.

After a while, in the midst of chatting with them, Huang Yifan realized that this Chinese hut was just a channel for complaining and chatting. Although there are also signed singers, these singers are all joking. After all, signing an online contract is not a signing in reality, anyone who can sing a song can sign on it.

Seeing this situation, Huang Yifan had the heart to vomit blood. But I figured it out in my heart, no wonder when I signed the contract yesterday, I didn't even call myself to audition, and signed the contract directly.

What about the cheat.

When he was about to flash people and find a new channel, one of the sisters called "Guanguan" said to Huang Yifan, "I'm sorry, we all play like this, and we may trap you in." However, we also have more than 1,000 people here, so why don't you sing a song first, and if it sounds good, we will cheer you all on. ”

"Well, well."

After thinking about it, Huang Yifan agreed to come down.

There are too many things on the Internet that have been cheated, and they don't subjectively want to pit themselves, but they don't understand the situation, so they break in. However, this channel is also full of popularity, and if it develops well, it can also be used as a base. Besides, now that I go to other places, I don't necessarily want singers from other channels. In particular, Huang Yifan looked at it yesterday, and most of the channels were some female singers singing, although they didn't sing very well, but the other sister's paper was soft, and she had nothing to show her breasts or something.

Anyway, singing is just my hobby, and I have time, so I'll sing here for a while to see if I can get popularity.

Moreover, Huang Yifan found that singing on this channel seems to be more suitable for him, at least, he doesn't need to sing while video.

It is estimated that it was not the development of live broadcast in the first place, and everyone was complaining, so this function was not opened.

Huang Yifan liked this very much, nodded, Huang Yifan was ready to sing.

"How much tenderness and how many dreams."

Yes, this is the song that Huang Yifan is going to sing.

If anyone in this world knows this song best, it is definitely not Liu Siyu, but Huang Yifan.

As half of Huang Yifan's original creator, he also has the deepest understanding of the feelings of this song.

After thinking about it, Huang Yifan sang directly to Maikou.

"In my heart, many past dreams, let every bit of it be tightly stored in my mind......"

Sometimes that's how it is.

A person who understands songs and a person who doesn't understand songs, they feel completely different when they sing.

Every song has the feelings of every song.

The singing method of how much tenderness and how many dreams is not the kind of singing that is full of energy, but with memories and singing. Even, sometimes you just need to read the lyrics, you don't need to sing them...... The flavor of the whole song comes out.

Although the Chinese hut is just a platform for complaining and communicating, there are a few complaining people who don't like to listen to songs.

Even if they don't have professional singing skills, when Huang Yifan sang the first sentence, they already felt a shock in their hearts.

The song How Much Tenderness and How Much Dream is a new song that has become popular in recent days, and they have always felt that the previous Liu Siyu has sung it perfectly. But I didn't expect that a music lover who was not the original singer and was ready to come to sing Miaomiao actually sang a more perfect feeling than the original song.

"I'm grass, and I'm a professional singer."

"6666, I didn't expect it"

"What Yifan, call Brother Fan, don't go, you will sing on our channel in the future, and we will give you popularity now."

"Yes, yes, Brother Fan, come to our channel in the future, and we will listen to you sing every day. Go, brothers, advertise Brother Fan. ”

After only singing for three minutes, Huang Yifan put down the microphone and saw that there were already more than 800 people in the room.

"Wow, that's so many."

"yes, the people in the other rooms in the channel have come to listen to you sing."

"Brother Fan, sing one more, you will be the first professional singer of our channel in the future, and we will top you."

……

After singing in the Chinese hut for half an hour, Huang Yifan left the Miaomiao platform.

Then, after two chapters of manuscript, it was time for lunch.

After eating, Ji Ziping, a TT friend, sent a message.

"Mr. Qiushui, did you offend Lin Yue?"

"Oh, it turns out that person is Lin Yue?"

"What that guy?"

"It's nothing, someone added me as a friend in the morning, saying that he asked me to withdraw from the competition held by the Chinese Writers Association, but I didn't agree."

"I'll tell you."

"This guy got revenge on me?"

"Yes, Lin Yue's father is the leader of the Huaguo Writers' Association, and he has a very close relationship with the Huaguo Writers' Association. At noon, the literary newspaper published a message related to you. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"To say that the Little Red Riding Hood you wrote earlier is too naïve, absurd, and has no logic."

Ji Ziping said casually, and then sent a picture of the literary newspaper to Huang Yifan.

Sure enough, on the second page of the Literature and Art Daily, the first headline was related to Huang Yifan.

One of the authors, Luo Zhi, said that fairy tales are not synonymous with childishness, and fairy tales cannot be separated from logical relationships. A fairy tale without any logical content can only make children more naïve and lose the essence of fairy tales, Qiushui, a 5-star author in Xijiang Province, was originally just a realistic author and never wrote a fairy tale. But for the sake of the competition points, I wrote a fairy tale......

"Editor-in-chief Ji, I read it, I have no combat effectiveness."

Huang Yifan thought that he would have a lot of revenge on himself, but he didn't expect that it was just this manuscript with little combat effectiveness.

It's good to invite an expert, scholar or something like that, Huang Yifan doesn't want to reply to such a manuscript.

"It's really not much combat power, it's much worse than the prose war back then. However, after all, the Literary and Art Newspaper is a newspaper under the Chinese Writers Association, although the content published in the Literary and Art Newspaper does not fully represent the meaning of the Writers' Association, but after all, the impact is not good, so you should respond. ”

"Okay, I'll write a good manuscript and send it to you later."

Nodding, Huang Yifan opened the document and prepared to respond.

What to write? Reading (ww.uukashuc)

These guys, don't give them some color to see, think they are easy to bully.

Okay, then slap you to death, save me from bothering me later.

At the moment, Huang Yifan typed directly: The distance of thousands of miles is not enough to lift it, and the height of thousands of miles is not enough to be extremely deep.

Once upon a time, there was a frog who felt that he was happy living in the well. One day, he said to a big turtle from the East China Sea, you see, how happy I am, I can jump when I want, rest when I want to rest, go to the well when I want to go to the well, they are much better than those tadpoles and crabs, they are not as good as me at all, it is so fun here, you can also come here to play......

It's a story about a frog, well, just a frog at the bottom of a well.

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PS: The third shift, I'm tired, and the fourth shift will be made up tomorrow. begged the brothers for a monthly pass, and the slap in the face began. In addition, my sister's, I feel that the plot of the music has not been written well recently. Forget it, for the time being, Xiaobai won't write music, and he will go all out to attack bookworms. Thank you for your comments on Xiaobai, and thank you for supporting Xiaobai for not abandoning the book even when Xiaobai wrote crookedly. (To be continued.) Enable the new URL