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To be honest, he wasn't very sure who the manuscript he had in hand was at first, but after thinking about it carefully, such a writing that was one grade above his peers must be Zheng Long's!

In his eyes, a fierce gaze immediately appeared.

Literati usually disliked other literati, especially those who wrote better than themselves, especially those who threatened their own status.

Especially when he saw that Zheng Long had become popular in a short period of time, and he was almost certain to become a popular fried chicken, the anger in his eyes couldn't help but burst out.

How many corpses and mountains of blood have I stepped on to get today's status, how many bullets and bullets have I dodged to have the qualification of a judge in the literary world today, and why can you Zheng Long reach the sky in one step!

Therefore, as soon as he got the manuscript and made sure that it was Zheng Long's manuscript in his hand, Zhang Xue contemplated criticizing.

He did not leave the slightest emotion.

"What I got was a short story about fantasy. If you want to say that this author is ingenious, it can be seen that the novel is written with more care. But here, as an old fritter who has been in the literary world for several years, I would like to share my opinion..."

Everyone in the audience seemed to be accustomed to this kind of bombardment, so there was no surprise look, but they whispered who this manuscript was, after all, everyone has the talent and instinct to gossip... As soon as Zheng Long heard Zhang Xue's words, he felt bad, and he should have aimed his artillery at himself.

However, the criterion of this mutual evaluation meeting is that the name of the work cannot be revealed in any case, and only the writer and the reviewer know whose article it is talking about - of course, strictly speaking, the reviewer cannot know whose article it is, so that the reviewer can evaluate it as objectively and fairly as possible.

Zhang Xue pondered for a moment and continued:

"To be honest, this novel would be excellent if it were placed in a general middle school student's work. But as for our entry article, I think it should be unqualified. Some people may think that if they can write some poetry and have a strong ability to control words, they will definitely be able to write good novels, then I want to say, you are wrong! Writing a novel is a craftsman's process.,It's very professional.,The ups and downs in it are not easy for ordinary people to grasp well.,And this novel is obviously very general in terms of plot.,Those feelings are also very fake.,The name of the protagonist is also deliberately like a mixture of Greek mythology and Japanese anime.,This level is really average.,I think such an author.,At least from the current level.,There should be no hope for taking the road of literature.。 As the saying goes, Master Zu doesn't appreciate this bite of food! ”

Everyone was amazed!

It can be said that even Hu Future and August people did not expect that Zhang Xue, who has always been known for her gentleness, would say such mean words. And they also clearly know that the author of this article is Zheng Long. What's more, Zhang Xue almost named the author of the novel as Zheng Long, because he said "can write some poetry", and Zheng Long happened to write a poem last night and became famous all over the world!

And the readers of junior high school students and high school students in the audience, even if they are sluggish, have already reacted. Everyone turned their attention to Zheng Long's side in unison.

After all, being criticized by such a senior in the literary world by name, Zheng Long should be on pins and needles!

Zhang Xue seemed to be laughing wildly in her heart, but there was no expression on her face, she still looked down at the audience coldly, and only swept Zheng Long with the corner of her eye from time to time.

However, to his surprise, Zheng Long did not move, showing a maturity that did not match his age at all!

Zheng Long stood up directly.

and Zhang Xue's eyes were opposite.

The atmosphere of the whole venue is almost critical!

August people almost rushed off the stage, but they were forcibly suppressed by Hu Future. However, Hu Future also whispered to Zheng Long:

"Zheng Long, don't be impulsive. Everyone has different opinions on literature, and you should not pay too much attention to seeking common ground while reserving differences. ”

Then, she looked at Zhang Xue again and signaled him not to go too far, and to stop in moderation.

But Zhang Xue also turned her head away from Hu Future. After all, Zhang Xue is also the cash cow of "Ya Meng" magazine, and the magazine does not dare to offend him too much, and it is too much to offend a famous writer for a newcomer with an uncertain future.

Liu Yu coaxed below:

"Quick, quick, go up and cut him, go up and cut him!"

Zheng Long turned his head and smiled at Liu Yuyan, saying:

"Hehe, in my opinion, his work is not worth it at all!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was even more shocked!

Everyone didn't expect that a fledgling author would dare to be so rampant with a young writer who has been famous for a long time!

Even August Man frowned, and Hu Future shook his head gently.

Still too young after all!

And Liu Jiamei, who was sitting next to Zhang Xue, was as cold and arrogant as ever.

Zhang Xue couldn't bear it anymore:

"You are a little newcomer, you dare to talk like this? Do you know how difficult it is to publish a book, do you know that you don't have to finish writing everything and do everything, you have to coordinate all kinds of relationships, promote yourself and do signings. You won't know how hard it goes to write a really good book, and you won't know how hard I put into my work! Of course, you wouldn't know that so many of my readers were moved by me, and that the characters in my stories couldn't sleep at night and couldn't eat anything! Hehe, I'm so stupid to bother with such a little newcomer as you. I would have liked to mention you a little more, after all, I was going to talk about your merits next, but now it seems that there is no need for this! ”

Zhang Xue was about to walk away, but was stopped by August people rushing up with a brisk step.

When the two were at a stalemate, Zheng Long said quietly:

"Don't you want to know why I don't think your work is good?"

Zhang Xue's eyes were about to burst into flames, his heart was full of jealousy and fear, but nothing could be expressed. He had an inexplicable premonition that this guy seemed to know something, but he didn't know where it came from.

"Why should I listen to your unfounded nonsense?"

"Hehe, you can treat me as. But I'll just put it here, there will be no readers to pay for your type of writing in the future! If I hadn't miscalculated, your next new book wouldn't even sell 50,000 copies! ”