Many people who like Su Cao's literature just treat it as a kind of entertainment literature, just read it!

No one delves into it!

And today's Weibo released by Xie Lao completely stamped Su Cao's article with a professional seal. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Many people only then knew that Xie Lao had been paying attention to Su Cao all along.

Everyone knows who Old Xie is!

The older generation of literary workers and historical and cultural researchers have annotated many works by him and written many textbooks.

But it's such a big guy who never mentions anything, and people in their seventies still read books with a learning attitude!

This has made many people embarrassed!

Compared to Xie Lao, they are nothing at all!

However, there are still many people who are not convinced, and they still want to find trouble with Su Cao.

But now that Xie Lao has stood up to speak, they can only keep these thoughts in their hearts, and wait for the opportunity to give Su Cao a good look.

And Su Cao also felt a little embarrassed when he saw what Xie Lao said!

Since the last time he said goodbye to Jinmen, Su Cao has been busy, and he didn't even call the old man, just a few words of blessing during the New Year.

However, this old man has always been paying attention to himself, and even stood up to speak for himself in his own time of crisis!

Su Cao really didn't feel good in his heart!

After thinking for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Xie Lao's number.

"Hey, Su Cao! How did you remember to call me! Xie Lao's hearty voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Su Cao thanked him sincerely: "Old Xie, thank you!" ”

"Thank me? Thank me for what! Xie Lao smiled: "Su Cao, I didn't post Weibo to help you speak, but because your article is really good!" That's what makes me the most gratifying! ”

"I always thought that you had been busy with the show for more than half a year, and I was afraid that there was no time for these things, but now I am relieved, it seems that you have not fallen behind at all!" Xie Lao boasted.

Hearing Xie Lao praise himself like this, Su Cao was even more embarrassed, "Xie Lao, you have won the award, and I have to improve!" These are some of my usual experiences, and I will share them with you. ”

"Well, you have a good idea, write more, and when you finish writing, send the whole manuscript over, I'll write you a preface, and find a publisher to recommend it for you." Xie Lao said happily.

Su Cao paused for a moment and said with a smile: "I'm done writing, then I will send it to you when I have time at night, and you can help me check it!" ”

"Gatekeeping? Your current level, I, an old man, can't check it, let's discuss it with each other! "Old Xie agreed to this matter.

The two exchanged a few more words before Su Cao hung up the phone.

After sorting out the files on the computer a little, Su Cao sent "The Complete Explanation of Dream of Red Mansions" and "Analects Experience" to Xie Lao.

And on the Internet, because of Xie Lao's article, the literary world can be regarded as silent!

No one is directly looking for trouble with Su Cao.

Many netizens and readers saw Xie Lao's affirmation of Su Cao's article, and they also read it carefully.

Subsequently, people gave a very pertinent evaluation of Su Cao's article.

After savoring it, people discovered the truth contained in Su Cao's articles!

And these things were written by a young man in his twenties!

Suddenly, everyone felt a little incredible!

As more and more people interpret it, some people specially made the notes of interpreting Su Cao's article into a document and posted it on the Internet.

This has led to a number of other interpreters.

As time went on, articles about Hongxue and the Analects were posted all over the Internet, and various analyses began to be carried out!

A rare wave of Chinese literature learning was formed.

This afternoon.

After Su Cao pasted the last part of "The Complete Explanation of Dream of Red Mansions" and "The Analects", both books were finished!

However, Su Cao was still a little unwilling.

This time it happened, and generally speaking, people are not optimistic about themselves, and there are no famous works.

If Xie Lao hadn't stood up at the end, the fermentation of this matter might have intensified!

No one can say exactly how far it will go!

After pondering it carefully, Su Cao had an idea in his heart.

Don't you all like online literature?

This time, buddy will play you back to the real thing!

I really write an online literature!

A few days ago, at the airport, Su Cao drew a novel called "Food Supplier".

This time, I'm going to use it as a trailblazer

But now Su Cao has a lot of accumulation, and his vision is different.

After looking at the food suppliers a few times, Su Cao made some changes to some unsatisfactory places, retained all the essence of them, and made a small range of changes.

And this change is a reference, Su Cao used to watch the world's famous documentary "A Bite of China"

After roughly changing it, Su Cao began to find a website to publish it.

After a casual look, the world's online literature is generally a three-legged trend.

Huaxia Literature Network, Tianqian Literature Network, and Wensoul Literature Network are three-legged!

The three websites hold nearly 90 percent of the share of online literature, which can be called the leader of the industry.

Su Cao took a closer look at it, and finally decided to publish the book "Food Supplier" on Tianqian Literature Network.

opened the Tianqian Literature Network, Su Cao found the writer's area, and casually registered an author number "Xuan Xuehan"

This is the screen name he used to use in the world before, and now he uses it directly.

According to the prompts of the Tianqian Literature website, Su Cao registered the author number and directly posted the first two chapters of "Food Supplier" on the Internet.

"The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

In this huge and bustling city, the small shops located at the junction of the second and third ring roads are like inconspicuous flies. But Yuan Zhou, who was in a dimly lit room, had no intention of thinking about this.

"Hey" Sitting on the only chair that did not lack arms and legs, Yuan Zhou looked around the small room and sighed, his thoughts drifting away.

This is the only thing left by Yuan Zhou's parents except for the 50,000 funeral expenses.

A small shop on the second floor of the grocery street, backed by an office building, was originally a warm residence for a family of three on the upper floor, and a small noodle restaurant was operated on the lower floor.

Since my parents passed away in a traffic accident three years ago, I haven't been to the shop on the lower floor, and I don't even go out the back door.

Now the room is full of dust, and there are tables, chairs, benches and benches that have been smashed by unexpected stimuli, the dishes and chopsticks are in a mess, and the second floor is not much better, except for the usual place of activity, how it was three years ago, and how it is now.

I didn't expect that the transfer posted two years ago is now willing to be taken over.

Yuan Zhou stood up and looked around one last time, with a trace of vicissitudes and helplessness on his mature face, as if he wanted to keep this messy noodle restaurant in his heart.

However, this expression was not yet three seconds, and I didn't know what to step on, Yuan Zhou made a close contact with the hard tile, accompanied by the flying dust.

"Oh, my face." Yuan Zhou grinned and got up while rubbing the left side of his face with his hand.

"Just wait, someone will take you tomorrow." Yuan Zhou hurriedly stood up and felt that his face was no longer painful.

Patting the dust on his body, he muttered to the dilapidated house, sighing in his heart, and didn't want to say anything more.

Walk through the messy hall and expertly walk to what used to be the kitchen, where there is a staircase near the back door, narrow enough for one person to pass through.

Going up the stairs, Yuan Zhou's face was expressionless, but his hand was rubbing the painful place he had just fallen on his body.

The stairs are not long, only eight steps, and you will come to the second floor in three or two.

The second floor is much better lit than the first floor.

……”

The first time he published something on the Internet, Su Cao was still a little worried.

After a while, the text appeared on the page.

Like all newcomers, Su Cao refreshes the webpage more than a dozen times a minute, always paying attention to traffic and readers' responses.

In the end, he also found that he was not in the right state, so he turned off the computer and went to other things.