Su Cheng naturally didn't know all this, but he was casually strolling around the venue at the moment, and behind him, Zhang Kedong followed behind, constantly asking him about the writing methods and skills of poetry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it weren't for the hole card of the space-time computer, Su Cheng's three-legged cat kung fu of writing poems would have leaked out, but fortunately, after writing poems so many times, the poems he wrote by himself could barely get into the hall.

Su Cheng looked at Zhang Kedong behind him, and felt a little helpless for a moment.

"I really don't understand, what's the point of coming to this exchange meeting...... Is it just to see people?" Su Cheng sighed helplessly. Sioux City strode forward, "Forget it, it's better to travel at public expense." ”

Shrugged his shoulders, looked at Zhang Kedong on the side, and asked Zhang Kedong, "Why did you come to this exchange meeting?"

"This exchange meeting can meet many great writers, and it can be said that it is the largest exchange of writers in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a writer's exchange meeting. Zhang Kedong said to Su Cheng, and his tone was inevitably a little respectful.

After all, a Haizi's "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" is enough to make Su Cheng's poems surpass Zhang Kedong.

Zhang Kedong can only be said to be an ordinary first-class poet, and even the king of poetry can't reach it, and Su Cheng's poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms", in which the gongbi is at least the peak of the first-class, the strength of the writer is insufficient!

After all, there are no less than twenty or thirty first-class poets in the entire Xia Kingdom, and first-class poets at the peak of the first class ...... There are only a handful in the Xia Kingdom, as for the ...... of the literary hero level Zhang Kedong didn't know, and it could even be said that this kind of existence already belonged to the national treasure level in the Xia Kingdom!

"Is that so......" Su Cheng touched his chin, shook his head, didn't say anything, just walked towards the front.

Su Cheng found a place, sat down, silently looked at those people and Zhang Kedong sat aside, at this time, a man looked in the direction of Su Cheng, shook his eyebrows, looked at the man opposite, and said: "I am a great writer! There are few people here who don't know my name." The woman on the other side looked disappreroving.

The man was a little anxious in his heart, looking at the woman's sinking fish and geese, he was a little anxious in his heart.

Said to the woman: "You don't believe it?" The man looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Su Cheng's body, seeing that there was no one near Su Cheng, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"No one, it seems to be an ordinary writer, how can those writers sit in this outer circle?"

The man walked quickly to Su Cheng's side, patted Su Cheng on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, brother." Su Cheng frowned slightly, he was about to fall asleep just now, and such a sudden sudden woke him up. This made him very unhappy.

Looking at the man's badge, it read: "Xia Guo, Huang Ribei." Su Cheng frowned, calmed down his unhappiness, looked at Huang Ribei and said, "Is there something?"

"Brother, what are you writing about?" Huang Ribei said to Su Cheng.

Su Cheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't have anything to do on weekdays, and I just wrote a few novels that are not on the stage. ”

Huang Ribei looked surprised, in fact, his mouth had already reached the root of his ears, and said: "It's a coincidence, I also write novels, and I am the president of the association in Hebei Province in China, I don't know which region my brother is from?"

"In the capital. Su Cheng said lightly, without a trace of emotion.

"The capital, the capital is good, many big people live there. Huang Ribei said, the disdain in his heart was even stronger, and he said in his heart: "Yes, there is a lot of garbage that can't be put on the table." He became more and more sure that he had found a piece of garbage that could not be put on the table.

The woman not far away looked at Huang Ribe's appearance, and the little stars under her eyes became more and more intense.

"I recently wrote a book "The Machine Breaks the Sky", I don't know if my brother has heard of it?" Huang Ribe's tone was a little arrogant, his "Machine Breaking the Sky" is the 58th bestseller in the national science fiction category!

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Huang Ribei, and said, ""The Machine Breaks the Sky"?"

The corners of Huang Ribe's mouth were grinning, and he said to Su Cheng: "Yes, the book I wrote is a national science fiction bestseller!"

Su Cheng nodded stupidly, didn't say anything, he was just thinking, "National science fiction bestsellers, is there such a branch?"

"Yes, yes, I don't know the book written by my brother, can I talk about it, and my brother will help you point out one day. Huang Ribei had a trace of contempt in his eyes, and a touch of disdain and arrogance at the corners of his mouth.

Su Cheng glanced at Huang Ribei, and sighed in his heart: "Why are these people looking down on people so easily......?"

Su Cheng was a little helpless, a little entangled in his heart, he didn't know which book to say.

finally thought about it, and said to Huang Ribei: "I wrote a book of "Notes on Tomb Robbery" before. ”

Huang Ribei couldn't react for a while, and said: "Oh...... "Tomb Robbery"...... What?Tomb robbery notes?You are Su Cheng!" Huang Ribei stared at Su Cheng with round eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at Su Cheng's badge, which had Su Cheng's name written on it.

A drop of sweat slowly left on his forehead, this is completely a great god! How can a small ordinary first-class writer be qualified to guide a great god like Su Cheng Huang Ribei felt a little bitter in his heart.

I thought to myself, "What are you doing in this outer circle with a great god like you, shouldn't you be drinking tea with Austen Franklin, Douglas Allen, Xu Zhifeng, and other super awesome writers in the inner circle, pretending to be forced?" What are you going to do with little people like us?"

Huang Ri Don't be bitter in his heart, but there is no place to tell. His facial muscles twitched, "Am I a?

Huang Ribei walked away in a gloomy manner, and he didn't even look at the woman who had the posture of a sinking fish and a goose, but if he knew, the sister paper he thought was actually a man...... Well, what will happen?

Su Cheng looked at the man beside him who had the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose, a little helpless, and said, "You are such a dignified man, why do you have such a face?"

"Do you think the master is willing? Every time I want to pick up a girl, I can't soak it! I also let the man rub the oil every time!" the man said with a depressed face, "And every time I talk to the chairman of the board of directors about the adaptation, I know it well, and I don't know it, the first thing I say is, Ms. Lin...... I wanted to be angry at that time! Madam! Madam, your sister! The master is a man! So, I established Lin Feng's studio......

However, Su Cheng on the side was laughing, well, that's right, the woman next to him who was sinking into the fish and geese...... Oh no, man, it's the number one on the best-selling list of science fiction novels in the Xia Kingdom!The eighth bestseller, Lin Feng!(To be continued.) )