"Pan Lu, why haven't you slept so late?" Zheng Zhefan answered the phone and asked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not too late, it's not even ten o'clock." Pan Luwen said quietly.

"Thank you for the tip, you broke the bank." Zheng Zhefan smiled and thanked her.

"Huh? How do you know I've tipped your book? Pan Lu was surprised.

"I'm just guessing, Lulu loves cats, aren't you? Seeing the name, my first instinct told me that this was your vest. Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"That's really me, Zheng Zhefan, in the past few days, I have watched your live broadcast every night, and many people in our girls' building regard watching your live broadcast every night as the best pastime before going to bed. Tonight I saw you say that you are also writing a web novel, so I tried to read that book, and I liked it as soon as I saw it. You're really good at writing.,I rarely read online articles before.,Even if I do.,It's just a few great works of the female frequency.,I always think the books of the male frequency are too rough and straightforward.,There's a lot of astringent, violent and bloody plots.,I don't like it very much.。 But your way of writing is very appetizing to me, and the light-hearted and humorous stories are easy to read, and I plan to keep chasing them. Pan Lu opened her mouth and praised Zheng Zhefan's book.

"Thanks for the compliment, if you like it." Zheng Zhefan smiled.

"Zheng Zhefan, did you offend the editors, such a good book, why didn't they give you an A-sign? I think it's incredible. Pan Lu said again.

"I don't even know who the editors are, how can I have the opportunity to offend them? I don't know what's going on. Zheng Zhefan said depressedly.

"Oh, then, do you think it's Wen Qiming making trouble? Didn't you have a pact with him? Pan Lu said her inner guess.

Everyone is a smart person, and it is easy to think of this if you know the inside story.

"It's very likely that he is obstructing it, and the purpose is to prevent me from developing smoothly at the starting point, and really achieve the goal of slaughtering gods and preaching in three months." Zheng Zhefan smiled contemptuously.

With his current results, taking off is inevitable.

Wen Qiming wanted to stop it, but he could only use his mantis arm as a car, which was just a joke.

"This Wen Qiming is really not very authentic, and he actually uses such indiscriminate means." Pan Lu said very dissatisfied.

"Ignore him, no matter how much he plays tricks, it will be in vain." Zheng Zhefan said it didn't matter.

"Hmmm! I think so too, your grades are so good now, even if you cooperate on the shelves, I guess you can also break out a high subscription, and at that time, the editor who doesn't give you a signature will fall into passivity! I guess the entire online literature circle will laugh at them for having no eyes. Pan Lu said.

"Haha! Anyway, I have already sent out the cooperation agreement, and when the status of the cooperation contract is changed, I will speed up the update, strive to put it on the shelves as soon as possible, and come up with a decent result. However, you can't blame the editors, it may be that they have lost their eyes, after all, there are so many books, and if you read too much, you will be aesthetically fatigued. Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"Your book is like the brightest star in the night sky, it's hard to ignore the past, come on! You will definitely succeed! Pan Lu said.

"Thank you! I will! Zheng Zhefan said.

"By the way, tomorrow at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, there is an activity in the school literature club, I want to give a special lecture on online literature, one part of which is to give you a discussion on this book "The History of a Mortal's Heavenly Court Struggle", can you come and have a discussion?" Pan Lu said.

Naturally, Zheng Zhefan has never participated in the activities of the school's literary club.

In the past, he couldn't fight with the eight poles of literature!

But he knows that the so-called work symposium is generally to invite a group of people to carry out a concentrated bombardment of praise for a certain work.

Anyway, according to the experience of watching the news in the past, the Chinese literary circle can almost be said to be a touting meeting.

The purpose is to praise the writer, and then affirm the creative achievements, and then help the writer sell books.

The work symposium of the school literary club may not be as formal as that of the publishing house and the writers' association, but the model or something, it shouldn't be wrong, right?

She also indirectly wants to help herself strengthen her confidence in writing, right?

"Thank you, Pan Lu, I'll be over tomorrow." Zheng Zhefan said.

"Well, then you can come and wait for me downstairs in my dormitory tomorrow." Pan Lu said.

The next afternoon, Zheng Zhefan went directly to the girl's building where Pan Lu lived after class. When he got downstairs, he was about to send her a message, when he saw Pan Lu and another girl laughing and walking out of the hole.

He smiled and nodded to them.

Pan Lu also smiled and nodded in response.

"Hello Zheng Zhefan!" The girl greeted Zheng Zhefan.

"Hello! You're Pan Lu's roommate Xie Xiaomei, right? Nice to see you. Zheng Zhefan greeted politely.

"Huh! I didn't expect the big star to know me, it's so honored. Xie Xiaomei said happily, "I'm afraid you don't know that at least half of the girls in our school are obsessed with the live broadcast, and if you don't watch your live broadcast every day, you can't sleep, everyone regards you as their Prince Charming's dream lover, and now I finally see the real person up close, and the real person is even more extraordinary and handsome!" ”

This girl is probably also a talking basket.

However, because he has the spiritual power of the fairy family to protect his body, the cold and heat will not invade, and even if he walks in this hot weather, he also has a temperament that is out of the world, which is inevitable.

Zheng Zhefan smiled and nodded: "Thank you, it's my greatest honor that you like my show." ”

"Let's go, take my car together." Pan Lu said.

With a wave of her hand, she used the electronic key in her hand to open a Beetle parked on the side of the road. The Beetle is a little bigger than the SMART, but it's still a minicar.

The three of them went to the student activity building together.

All student clubs are located here.

The school literature club has a large room of 100 square meters on this floor.

Zheng Zhefan belongs to the kind of students who are not active in club activities, and this is the first time to participate in club activities. He followed Pan Lu and the others to the room of the school literature club on the third floor.

There were already more than thirty people in the room.

These people were huddled around Wen Qiming, discussing with him the plot and story direction of his book "Fighting God Invincible".

At Yuzhou University, Wen Qiming is almost a god in the minds of many students.

His great success in online literature has earned him a huge amount of popularity in school. Especially here in the school literature club, he is the idol of almost all literature lovers.

However, because he reached the top in the battle of the gods of teasing the fish, Zheng Zhefan is now becoming another god in the minds of the students.

"Yikes! Pan Lu and Zheng Zhefan came over. Some students shouted.

Immediately, almost all of the students looked at the new three and greeted them with a smile.

Many people gathered in front of Zheng Zhefan and were close to him.

"Zheng Zhefan, hello!"

"Zheng Zhefan, your book "The History of a Mortal's Heavenly Court Struggle" is really very good! I love it! ”

For a time, Zheng Zhefan was very popular. Zheng Zhefan also responded appropriately.

Wen Qiming stood not far away, his eyes a little cold.