In the lobby outside, little Lori Zuo Mengmeng shook her head at Sun Zheng in despair. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Probably to add a little height, she wore a magic hat that showed the second dimension, which was originally very cute, but when she shook her head just now, the hat almost covered half of her face.

"Don't you go to the meeting—"

"Why?"

Sun Zheng is very strange. "Don't you want to get the copyright of the comic adaptation of "Dou Po"?"

"I really want to get it, but I don't want to see you do it for me... Because, I really can't fully accept this kind of unjustified giving. ”

"I..."

"I'm going to do whatever I want, why do I want so many reasons..."Sun Zheng interrupted her, "If, you really want a reason..."

"That is, I believe in you very much, and I also believe in my own vision, you will definitely be able to draw the comics of "Dou Po" to the best level in the country, and at that time, you will let everyone take a look at how strong you are Zuo Mengmeng... And at that time, my "Dou Po" comic was a big hit, and I could make the next copyright anime, and then the anime of "Dou Po" won the first anime in the country, so as to go to the world - get the world's first anime!"

Little Lori Sun Mengmeng was stunned, she looked at Sun Zheng with emotion. "Really?

Sun Zheng took a step forward, and at that moment, Xiao Lori seemed to see a heroic cloud from Sun Zheng's body, and then Sun Zheng was serious.

"Actually, I'm just an idle egg..."

Idle... Egg hurts ~ Egg hurts ~ Egg hurts ~

Lori: "......"

Lori: "......"

Lori: "......"

"Poetry Word Contest? I'm going to participate too!"

Sun Zheng sat down in his seat and raised his hand to the event announcer.

"Hey, who's this author? So late?"

"He seems to have come a long time ago, and he just went to find the editor-in-chief of Fantasy with the notoriously short Zuo Mengmeng..."

"Haha, I heard that Zuo Mengmeng also has a comic studio, she won't be looking for the author to ask for the copyright of the comic adaptation... I heard that there are only 2 people in their comic studio, so I guess it's hanging!"

"Hey, who's that male author?"

"Don't you know?! Some time ago, the Internet writer [beating] and [dog crawling] incident that made a fuss on the Internet? That male author is the only male protagonist among them!!"

"Oh, it's him, this year's rookie king! But how can I listen to your sour words..."

"We put the same batch on the shelves, he is first, I am second. "This author has a Mediterranean head shape, dark spots on his face, a large belly, and thick legs. He is the original name of [Autumn Wind Snow Sweeping]: Willow Green. "Originally, his grades were several times that of mine, but he was still a little white face!"

"It's just that it's a little unpleasant to look at!"

"Obviously, you can eat with your face, but you compete in our online literature circle, the first order of the million-level level, and directly refresh the 50-year new record... Also, he's going to a poetry meeting? I heard you right! I remember that he has a high degree in Chinese, what kind of poetry will he write?"

"Can't you say that? Do you know that "Qingming" is from the hand of this little white face, and I heard that it was directly submitted to the primary school textbook in the second half of the year! And his "Yong Frog" was also asked by Vientiane Publishing House, saying that it would be included in the author's quotations of "Dou Po" 3!"

"Cut! What is that? Our [silent] great god is still the chairman of Yanjing's Internet Writers Association, [Amaterasu] Before the "Eternal Divine Comedy" was released, he was already a professor in the Department of Literature of Haihai University, and a copy of "Light Wind Prose" sold 100,000 copies in Guanghai. [descending a god] supreme god, while writing online articles, while writing a poem "Goodbye Love" directly caused a sensation on the Internet, and even once triggered a boom of "love", netizens made their own online drama "Goodbye Love" with 20 million views. Even, a well-known TV station also used "Goodbye Love" as the name of the program, although it was later closed and suspended due to low ratings, but such an honor directly killed that Sun Zheng's little white face, okay?!"

"Moreover, there are two great gods who write history over there, and I don't know how deep their literary cultivation is!"

"That is, he is a highly Chinese kid, how much culture can he have, "Qingming" and "Yongfrog" are just his accidental inspiration explosion..."

"The earth country is like a well-inspired for a while, and there are many people who have created good stories, but in the end, they are all bright and extinct everyone..."

"That Sun Zheng, I can't get used to him, he came late... I still think very highly of myself, thinking that I have suddenly become the rookie king of this year, but there is no one in my eyes, and I have no respect for us, the newcomers of the older generation..."

"He deserves to be with that unproductive Zuo Mengmeng..."

At this time, on the podium in the lobby, a well-faced host came to the stage, and beside him stood two editors-in-chief and two editors-in-charge, including Wu Jiahui, the editor-in-chief of Fantasy who Sun Zheng knew.

The moderator smiled gently.

"Ladies and gentlemen, be still!"

"Today, all the gods from the Internet world gather here, so that the aura of the gods here is rising a lot~"

The sporadic laughter below was not enthusiastic.

"The Great God Author Salon is a gathering for communication and relaxation... We have seven days of free play, but not today, haha, don't get me wrong, gods, I will let you move bricks and do some hard work..."

There was another sporadic burst of laughter below, slightly more than just now.

"This is a mental work, compared to it, it is not more tiring than moving bricks!" The upright-looking host's words suddenly became more serious. "Poetry Lyrics Society!Friends with Poetry Lyrics!!"

"Our great gods are all literati, and it is most suitable to make friends with literature~"

"However, our organizer [Novel Group] will not let the gods break their minds for no reason!" the host waved his left hand. "Gods, please look at the big screen, we have prepared three awards for poetry, song and lyrics. ”

On the big screen, the staff in the rear quickly switched.

"The first prize: 100,000 yuan in cash. ”

"The second prize: the latest [technology thin notebook] worth 50,000 yuan. ”

"The third prize: a white angel necklace worth 10,000 yuan. ”

As soon as these three prizes came out, there was an immediate silence all around.

"The value of the prize is not particularly precious, but this salon itself is a grand event for making friends with literature. After all, it's too precious, and it will inevitably hurt the harmony!"

Now, there was more laughter below.

"Then, I won't delay the time for the gods to recite poems and compose lyrics. The host stood aside, and a young girl in uniform stood in the middle of the stage with the third prize, the White Angel Necklace.

"Let's start with the third: the word comparison. ”

"The subject matter is not limited, the temporary judges are in charge of the two editors-in-chief and the editor-in-charge around me, of course, the gods in the audience, which one is a talented talent, whether it is a really good word we know at a glance. ”

The gods below are all interested.

The host took the registration form in his hand and read it out loud with a loud smile: "Next, we have invited the last god to sign up for the competition - [Hot and Sour Potato Shreds] Original name: Mr. Sun Zheng, please come to the stage." ”

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