Zhou Lin didn't bother to read the comments on the Internet at all, and fell asleep after posting two posts.

When he got up the next morning, he didn't go to the forum to watch the excitement, but went to class honestly.

It's a pity that his classes are destined to be non-stop, and his mobile phone keeps receiving calls.

After only one class, Zhou Lin reluctantly walked out of the classroom and began to call back and text messages.

The first call was to Geng Yunhe.

"Zhou Lin, Niu Cha! I saw you challenge the authors of the whole country before, and I thought you were a little boastful, but your article "Red Roses and White Roses" yesterday was a bit interesting! I just knew that you were so good at writing romance novels!"

"I don't have anything special to say, just to tell you that the sales of these two issues of the weekly magazine have increased, back to 55,000 copies, although half-dead, but it will take time to convince those shareholders. ”

The second call was to Shang Yunyan.

"Zhou Lin, don't tell me that "Red Roses and White Roses" was written after you got off the plane!"

"What? I really wrote it after I got off the plane...... I don't admire anyone in my life, but I really admire you. ”

"I don't say much else, I am very optimistic about the novel "Red Rose and White Rose", I booked the film and television copyright, and the price is easy to say!"

The third call was to Liu Tao.

"Why are you making such a big fuss, you fight back when others say a few words to you, how can you act like a child?"

"I read the novel, and it was so well written, so many words and sentences seemed to be written in my heart. You say you're not a woman, how do you know a woman's mind so well?"

"I've already thought about the audition, and after it's decided, you can call me at any time. ”

"Miss you. ”

The fourth call was made to Zhou Ming.

"Brother, you're too good!"

"What? You ask me if the novel is well written...... Brother, I'll tell you the truth, I still like to read martial arts novels. I can't appreciate your novel. ”

"By the way, my phone is about to be flooded by reporters, and my mailbox is also a letter from major media, they all want to interview you, how should I answer?"

I answered, what did I answer. I don't know anything, brother, don't hang up, brother!"

The fifth call was to Yang Muxia.

"I said Zhou Lin, do you still write romance?"

"That's right, you can write martial arts, you can write Xianxia, you can write fantasy, you can write magic, you can write reasoning, there are a lot of emotional dramas in it, and it is natural to write romance novels. ”

"No, you're not writing an ordinary romance novel. Maybe it's not the way of popular fiction, but whether it's the text, the structure, or the story. It's all first-class, and it's no problem for this novel to be used for the Li Bai Literary Award, how do you want me to nominate you?"

After a round of phone calls, Zhou Lin's mouth was already dry.

However, he also determined that novels are on the Internet, in the critics, in the literary world, and in the film and television world. have already provoked a huge response.

As for whether the reaction was good or bad, he didn't care.

Authors always need to speak with their works. How good "Red Rose and White Rose" is, time will tell.

Zhou Lin didn't know that after his "Red Rose and White Rose" was posted, even if some people didn't like it, the limelight had already turned.

Qin Feng has a blog on the Internet, and the previous traffic was mediocre. On average, there are thousands of hits per day, and there are only five or six hundred loyal fans.

But since early Monday morning, his blog has been nearly crowded, with thousands of replies popping up beneath all the posts.

"Flying by the clouds made a move, Qin Feng was great. Isn't it time for you to fight back?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, what you are watching is a romance novel boxing match, and now the red player is flying through the clouds and attacking with a left hook, whether the blue player Qin Feng will be hit or will he succeed in counterattacking, please see the next breakdown!"

"Qin Feng, we're all waiting for you!"

""Red Rose and White Rose" is really ugly, Qin Feng is great, we support you!"

Some of these visitors came to see the excitement, some came to make a fuss, and some were purely bored to stir up trouble, making Qin Feng's blog a miasma.

Qin Feng didn't have time to pay attention to it at all, he was staring at the blank document on the computer in a daze.

Originally, he had already thought of a theme and was going to write a short romance novel, no matter whether Zhou Lin accepted it or not, he would use this novel to create the next wave of topics.

But as soon as he put his finger on the keyboard, the words from "Red Roses and White Roses" unconsciously popped up in his head, and those words seemed to be engraved in his memory with a carving knife, no matter what.

He was tortured and couldn't put pen to paper, and the planned plot couldn't be organized into sentences, and there was only one sentence left in his mind: No, no, what I wrote can't work!

On the line of literature, Qin Feng has written dozens of novels, never surpassed, at most only close. He also knew that with his talent, he might not be able to surpass that line in his life.

"Red Rose and White Rose" goes beyond that line, and a lot more. Qin Feng doesn't know which of the contemporary romance novels can reach the height of "Red Rose and White Rose", but if it is the best romance novel in the nineties, there will definitely be no problem for "Red Rose and White Rose" to rank among the top three, even if it is the best in the nineties, there is no reason to oppose it.

Qin Feng never dreamed that Zhou Lin would write such a beautiful novel, those words threw him eight streets, that kind of wisdom crushed all his novels, and those words and sentences full of golden brilliance were like mountains, pressing him under him and breathless.

As long as he still has a little bit of self-esteem as a writer, as long as he still has a little bit of shame as a human being, how dare he put pen to paper against such a novel that he can't fight against with his ability!

Qin Feng sat in front of the computer for several hours, and finally cried.

I cried very badly, I cried pitifully, I cried like a child who didn't know anything and just wanted to breastfeed.

He no longer thinks about what kind of novel to write to fight, but instead makes up sentences for apology letters and letters of resignation.

Against an opponent like "Red Rose and White Rose", there is no shame in surrendering.

Zhou Lin was harassed for a day, and finally cleared up a little at night.

He was having dinner with Ren Feifei when his phone vibrated again.

Zhou Lin looked at the call number and quickly connected: "Sister-in-law, do you have something to find me?"

It was Ding Hui who called, and she disappeared since she got the storyboard script of "I Want Revenge" drawn by Zhou Lin.

"Screenwriter Zhou, I ask you a serious question, please answer me seriously. Ding Hui said.

"Ding Dao, you say. Hearing the seriousness of Ding Hui's tone, Zhou Lin also changed his name.

"The crew of "I Want Revenge" still lacks an assistant director, are you interested in trying it?" (To be continued.) )