Open the pirate website, this collection of works called "Myths" is composed of a total of seven short stories, and the first short story that catches the eye is called "The Fog", and the editor of the Qi Provincial People's Publishing House knew at a glance that this was to match the poster. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I've seen this poster many times, and it's really good, and it's quite good in the artistic conception, a gray and gloomy and depressing atmosphere is coming, and the editor's first thought after reading it is that it's too wasteful to use it on the work of the kid named Yu Yan, and it's better to use it on his own book.

That's right, this editor who thinks he has never met a talent is finally going to publish his works, and after such a long period of not being recognized, he is finally going to publish his works, and finally a publishing house is willing to publish works for him, this publishing house is none other than the Qi Provincial People's Publishing House.

This is actually a little benefit of the publishing house for this editor comrade for so many years of work, of course, Zhao Lun doesn't think so, he doesn't think this is something similar to a consolation prize, this time he is a little high-spirited, I Zhao Lun is finally going to be famous in the world, I Zhao Lun is finally going to be famous in the world!

What Yu Yan, what the chairman of the Writers' Association, what great poet Nandao, compared to himself is not a fart at all! This editor is so confident that it makes people want to laugh when they hear it, this is actually the confidence that many literati have that make people want to laugh, the whole world is rubbish, only my article is worth reading!

At this moment, the editor named Zhao Lun has begun to fantasize about the reviews of his works after they are published, at least the most well-known literary critics in China will write articles to praise themselves, and then win a literary award in the province first, and then a Mao Dun Literature Award, as for the Nobel Prize, don't be too anxious, it is said that no one can make their debut and be recognized by the Nobel Prize judges soon, and the Nobel Prize winners are all writers who have written books for I don't know how many years.

Fantasizing about the glorious future after a while, Zhao Lun retracted his thoughts, he had made so many seemingly reasonable remarks before, and he hadn't seen how Yu Yan's collection of works was, so he clicked on the first article "Foggy" first.

"Zhongbei's grandfather hasn't eaten for three days, and he relies on liquid food to sustain his life......" This is the first sentence of the opening chapter of "The Fog", in fact, this opening is very attractive, but the editor, who thinks he has never met Huai, just sneered and snorted disdainfully after reading it, "So it's mysterious".

Of course, he disdains this kind of article that deliberately sets up a little suspense point at the beginning, which is considered to be a kind of writing behavior to please readers, a low-level commercial writing behavior, a small citizen behavior, and in short, it should not be a writer's behavior.

A group of people waited in the hospital, some sleeping on benches in the corridor, some smoking in the smoking room, some standing at the staircase and chatting, and the children sat on the edge of the hospital bed all day, staring numbly at the old man's face, occasionally glancing at the equipment next to him or talking in a whisper. Everyone is waiting for the same moment to come, and then crying, busy, eating, and going back to their lives as if they were free......"

Seeing this, Zhao Lun smiled disdainfully again, how old are you, and you can't do anything to write about human nature? In fact, when he hacked Yu Yan everywhere on Weibo before, he knew that there were several articles in this collection that involved human nature, but after reading it, he felt even more ridiculous.

Then he read it carefully, the number of words in this short story is not small, almost to the length of the novella, he spent a while, and thought of two more reasonable black spots for this collection, hehe, a little high school student actually dared to talk about human nature, it was really beyond his strength, and he always felt that the writing attitude hidden in this high school student's article seemed to be very problematic.

After reading this, he immediately ran to Weibo again, ready to post a few more refutations, and after logging in, he found that he had a lot of replies and reminders, more replies and reminders than any of his previous Weibo posts, Zhao Lian thought to himself, everyone must have recognized what I said.

He thinks that the comments he posted are all justified, and the masses who don't know the truth and are not firm in their support for Yu Yan definitely believe themselves as soon as they flicker, and Yu Yan's collection of works is really not very good.

Clicking on the reply, his face became gloomy when he looked at the latest one.

"Stinky silly. Forced, several marketing accounts have seen your boss Heiyu, and my heart is really dark! ”

Looking at this reply, he didn't think about replying with a sentence of "fuck you", he had already thought of using this number as a trumpet in the future, and he was naturally not polite to speak, and he glanced down twice in the effort of replying.

"Loser, in real life, it must be like a maggot, otherwise why would you be so psychologically gloomy and can't see others well."

"It's disgusting, who are you to buy the water army? A few cents a post, if you are so short of money, you call me Daddy, call me and I will give you ten yuan! ”

"Haha, brother, you're not afraid that he will call you bankrupt!"

"Hehe, you're right, this kind of faceless and skinless person may really be able to call me bankrupt, but Dad, I'm not a person who goes back on my word, my son will call it!"

Looking down, among the 99+ replies, I can't even reach the double digits, and the vast majority of those who scold themselves are still talking dirty, and there are almost no reasoning with themselves, all of them are insulting replies, and there is no meaning to discuss and be reasonable.

"Grass you guys!" Holding back his anger and quickly skimming it over, Zhao Lun only felt that he was so angry that his chest ached, and the feeling of being scolded by hundreds of people at once was very sour, Zhao Lun had never experienced it before, and he couldn't reply to Cao Nima one by one, right?

Damn, I was scolded by hundreds of people, but I still haven't got it? Zhao Lun thought about it carefully, there was really no way, the only thing he could do was to scold him back one by one, while thinking that he began to act, paralyzed, can Lao Tzu let you scold you for nothing?

Watching these replies, he replied one by one, made several templates for swear words, copied and pasted them one by one, and never let go of any of them.

Zhao Lun doesn't know that no one on the Internet cares whether what you say is justified or not, these things are all based on the direction of the wind, and if you don't follow the direction of the wind, you will be scolded as if what you say is reasonable, not to mention that it doesn't make sense at all if he thinks about it carefully.

And when Zhao Lun scolded him back one by one, Yu Yan also noticed him, he saw this ID black himself under many marketing accounts, as if he had a grudge against himself, and those few words kept changing everywhere.

Looking at the ID, Yu Yan didn't have a clue, since Zhao Lun's Weibo was going to be used as a trumpet, of course, he didn't leave any information about his real identity, Yu Yan clicked in casually and looked at other things, and flipped down to the Weibo that this number had posted before, and suddenly found a clue in the process of reading, this person ...... Seems to know?