Chapter 30: I want to race poetry

After Zheng Long was dizzy from eating, he couldn't care about so many people and things at all, and he lay on the chair alone and gasped...

On the stage, Liu Guangguang had already finished speaking, and Wang Gang took the stage to speak. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Wang Gang's speech was much more concise than Liu Guangguang's, probably because he was afraid that everyone's food would be cold, Wang Gang just hurriedly said a few words and stepped down, and his official tone was much less than Liu Guangguang's, which made Zheng Long have a good impression of him.

And on the small table, many literary young people also began to tear off the disguise of reserve, and became dissolute under the anesthesia. Especially for many literary and artistic young men, this is a rare opportunity for them to flirt with girls. As the saying goes, don't flirt at this time, but when to wait!

Gathered next to Zheng Long, and looked in the direction of Shi Yi one by one, there were eight people sitting respectively, whose names were Liao Chenchen, Liu Yu, Zhang Xiaohan, Long Zhenghuan, Li Yaoce, Tie Dan, Xian Bilin, and Sima Lemon.

In Zheng Long's mental memory, he only had a slight impression of a few of them.

Needless to say, Liu Yu just met. In Zheng Long's memory, this guy should have become a screenwriter in the future, and later became famous, and finally won the Best Screenwriter Award at the Beijing University Student Film Festival, thus officially stepping into the screenwriting circle in one fell swoop. And several other sister papers, also quite impressive, such as Liao Chenchen, later went to France to study, and finally wrote in French in France, actually won a French literature award, and returned to China many years later, which was also famous. And Zhang Xiaohan is also a big beauty, with a face similar to Wang Luodan, but her eyes are a little smaller, but she has a unique charm and looks gentle and elegant. Her parents are both high-level intellectuals, and she is also a powerful literary young woman, and later she should have gone to write scripts and became the queen screenwriter of director Lu Chuan.

As for the others, Zheng Long didn't have a big impression. After all, the literary world is similar to the entertainment industry, only a few are famous, and most of them are aging in obscurity, becoming poor literary and artistic sour old men.

Especially for Li Yaoce, who was sitting opposite him, Zheng Long seemed to have a vague impression, but he couldn't think of anything.

Li Yaoce stood up very generously and toasted everyone one by one. Among this group of literary and artistic youths, he is an outlier - tall and strong, heroic and mighty, seemingly reincarnated by Zhang Fei, five big and three thick, you can't imagine the scene when he coded words. However, Li Yaoce introduced himself like this:

"What's that... Brother, I'll do it here first! My name is Li Yaoce, you may have seen my works in magazines, I am a layman, not as elegant as everyone else, and the things I write are also relatively cheesy, just those loves, loves, and whatever, not worth mentioning. But today I'm so happy,

Because I can make so many great friends! Come, I'll go with you, everyone is free, feel free..."

Maybe there are too few people who are so generous and decent among literary and artistic youth, and the people at the wine table, including Shi Yi, also seem relatively cramped, so they have to deal with it casually. The wine table returned to its original deserted situation, and everyone ate their own food. Li Yaoce also felt a little bored, so he had to sit down lonely...

At this time, Zheng Long stood up, filled the wine glass, and then touched Li Yaoce's glass:

"Come, brother, let's go! My name is Zheng Long, and I am also a newcomer to the magazine, strictly speaking, my first manuscript has not been published yet, and I am also fortunate to be on such a grand occasion today! I hope to learn more about literature in the future! Let's make progress together! ”

"Good! That's a good brother! Li Yaoce saw that Zheng Long did it first as a respect, and hurriedly raised his wine glass and drank it all.

The other girls and boys at the table were stunned. After all, most of them are still middle and high school students, of course, they haven't experienced the social set, and they don't understand these persuasions at all, so they have to continue to be a good baby and eat food silently...

Zheng Long was excited, and suddenly a pair of hands patted his shoulder, Zheng Long turned around, but found that it was an unfamiliar face...

"You are?"

Zheng Long tried to remember, but he couldn't match his face.

"Hello, my name is Liu Cheng! Honest sincerity! ”

"Oh, hello, are you here for the author conference too?"

Liu Cheng has a rather underwhelming face, although he looks like a junior high school student, his arrogance is not essentially different from that of a little hooligan in society. Liu Cheng's hair is also hanging long, but he is very similar to those lead singers who rock underneath.

Seeing Liu Cheng's face, Shi Yi's face turned white all of a sudden...

"Liu Cheng, what are you doing here... Didn't you get an invitation? ”

"Hey, my sister Shi Yi, I can't come to see my uncle without an invitation? Dare to love "Budding" Publishing House, did you open it? Don't you know that you're just an intern editor? ”

"You... You, you..."

Shi Yi was so angry that she was out of breath all of a sudden, after all, she was still a college student who had just graduated, and she had little experience in struggle, maybe it was okay with this group of children, but it was nothing compared to an old fritter like Liu Cheng. Liu Cheng is also in his third year of high school this year, and he is burly, he looks like an adult for a long time, plus he looks like a ruffian, which really looks a little out of place in this kind of occasion where literary young people gather...

Shi Yi was so angry with Liu Cheng that he couldn't do it, but when he thought that he was indeed just an intern editor, if he was strong, he really didn't know how he would annoy Editor-in-Chief Liu, so he had to suppress the anger in his chest and sit down.

Zheng Long heard that this person was not good, but he didn't know where he came from, so he had to say:

"Brother Liu, I don't know where I offended you, maybe there was some misunderstanding! In this way, here I will make amends for you first, and I will do it first as a respect! ”

After all, Zheng Long is also a person of mental age, and he knows that he can't face it head-on in this situation, he can only outwit it, so he wants to calm things down first, and then act after figuring out the situation.

However, when he just raised his wine glass, Liu Cheng's hand snapped...

Zheng Long's wine glass in the air was hit to the ground out of thin air...

"You..."

"What's wrong with me? Let me tell you, the editor-in-chief of this magazine is my uncle, and you want to spread wild on my territory, and you are still a little tender! ”

Zheng Long reacted at this time, it turned out that the other party was Liu Guangguang's nephew...

And Zheng Long replaced the other party's position this time, and the other party must be full of anger in his heart and have no place to sow...

The whole audience turned their heads to look at the place, and Liu Guangguang was busy drinking with the chairman of the writers' association on the side, and it seemed that he deliberately did not turn his head. Seeing the situation, several other staff members of the writers' association couldn't help but cast their eyes on it. For a while, the whole field seemed to be paying attention to the situation here.

At this time, Wang Gang had been drunk by several other writers, and he had already lost his mind. And several other editors, Hu Future, August People and Zhou Hong, etc., also did not dare to speak out for the time being.

After all, in such an institutional magazine, more things are better than less, and this matter is not something they can afford. The so-called fairy fights, and the little ghosts suffer, this is the case.

Liu Cheng saw that the situation was in his favor, so he became even more rampant at this time, and said with a smile with a slight wine:

"I didn't want to deal with someone as talented and incompetent as you. But now our pure literary magazine has been mixed in with too many people like you who are fame-seeking! If you don't have real talent to learn, you want to get acquainted with a little bit of stealing chickens and dogs, and get into a good university in the future. I've seen too many people like you! Come, little brother, I'll show you what real literature is today! You and I write a modern poem in 10 minutes! It just so happens that today's audience is full of friends, and the leaders of the Writers' Association also have a lot of research on new poetry, just let them see who is the real literary seedling! ”

As soon as Liu Cheng's sentence came out, everyone was shocked.