Listening to the voices of discussion in the entire venue, Zhang Ziguan's heart was full of inexplicable panic.

Although he made all the preparations, if Qi Ming really proved himself, then he would be really in trouble this time.

What slander of famous artists and gathering crowds to make trouble is a trivial matter, the most important thing is that he will face many famous people in the literary circle to find trouble, and countless audiences will attack him, he himself is bailed, if it is finally found out that he is taking revenge for making the [honor] event like this, then no matter how powerful the force behind him is, he will not be able to save him.

Thinking of this serious consequence, Zhang Ziguan knew that he absolutely could not lose, at least not in front of hundreds of millions of viewers, as long as Qi Ming failed to prove his live broadcast writing, then he would win.

Knowing this, Zhang Ziguan was not so panicked, but said to Qi Ming very calmly, "How do I know if you will write something next that you have prepared a long time ago?" As long as you can dispel this idea for hundreds of millions of viewers, we will recognize what you write next! ”

Zhang Ziguan's words were recognized by most people as soon as they came out.

"That's right, that's the only way we agree!"

"If you're really good, show us on the spot!"

"Genius? I've never believed that, and if you're not as good as the few books you've already written, you're losing! ”

Around Zhang Ziguan, several people shouted righteously.

However, when these people were shouting, several martial arts fans around them also spoke.

"It's really an endless condition, you just just say that you will tie Mr. Qiming's hands and feet and starve him for a few days and nights, and then let him play when Mr. Qiming is delirious."

"What else would some people do but be blind? will follow the blind coaxing, not long at all, who is so good at playing on the spot that can write works of higher quality than those written after his careful consideration? ”

"That is, Mr. Qiming has a good temper and doesn't care about those brainless black, instead of me stepping on the horse and scolding my mother early, it's really embarrassing."

Hearing Qi Ming say that he wanted to write live to prove his beginning, many martial arts fans in the entire venue were boiling, and many popular celebrities were also full of expectations, and they all wanted to see if they could absorb some of the essence of Qi Ming's writing through this incident.

But when they heard that many people met some of Zhang Ziguan's brainless requirements, the boiling martial arts fans were angry, so they all sprayed at those who put forward various conditions.

As soon as a large number of martial arts fans came out, the people who were making all kinds of demands without thinking about it suddenly stopped talking, because they themselves knew that their demands were indeed very excessive.

"Because of my personal reasons, the [honor] event has not returned to normal yet, and I really feel guilty about the organizer of this event, so I don't want to answer the next irrelevant topic, as for what many people say can't make me write whatever I want, I understand, so what I'm going to write next will be handed over to the seniors in the front row to decide, for these seniors in the literary circle, I think no one here will suspect that they are in the same group as me." Qi Ming listened to the discussion of the entire venue, and then looked at several famous people sitting not far from the stage and said.

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue fell silent.

Whether they support Qi Ming or not, they all stop talking.

Giving the initiative to someone else is no longer anything to fault with.

"What if the quality of your work is not good?" Zhang Ziguan said in a somewhat panicked tone.

"Count me in losing!" Qi Ming stared at Zhang Ziguan and said in a flat tone.

Looking at Qi Ming's eyes, Zhang Ziguan shuddered for no reason,

Forcibly calming himself down, Zhang Ziguan said again, "Your works are very long, if many people are not satisfied by then, what should you do with the excuse that you haven't written the main title yet?" ”

After Qi Ming made the concession of handing over the right to write to others, he had invisibly captured the hearts of many people, so when Zhang Ziguan made the first request, many people were dissatisfied, but they didn't speak.

But when he saw that Zhang Ziguan was not finished, he even raised a second question, so many people couldn't help it.

"How old are you, so many requests? Mr. Qiming has handed over the most important writing power to others, what do you want to do? ”

"Originally, I still admired you for daring to expose the facts, but now I feel like you are deliberately finding fault!"

"Suddenly I have a feeling that I want to be used as a gun by you, besides, why do I think you are a little familiar?"

"Those people who are familiar, you should take a look at the news that just came out not long ago, this Zhang Ziguan is the second son of the Hyatt Hotel!"

", I said I felt a little familiar from the moment he stood up, it turned out that he was that Zhang Ziguan, but isn't it said that he was imprisoned?"

"It's not that someone said it, I really didn't see it, I just felt that the name was familiar, and I did it for a long time, it turns out that there are some elements of personal revenge in it, if the last incident was right, this Zhang Ziguan was planted in the hands of Mr. Qiming, right? It is said that it has not yet been slapped in a few rounds! ”

Although Hyatt Regency Hotel is a very famous chain hotel in Huaguo, it is not one of the top companies in Huaguo after all, so for Zhang Ziguan, the second son of Kaiyue, many people only hear his name and do not see him.

Zhang Ziguan saw that he had suddenly become the target of public criticism, and immediately had the idea of wanting to escape, but in the end he suppressed this idea, but looked at Qi Ming intently, and at this time, Zhang Ziguan knew very well that he could only push Qi Ming to be safe.

Qi Ming ignored Zhang Ziguan's gaze, but glanced at the venue of the entire [Honor] event and said, "If I use the excuse that I wrote a long story to lie that I haven't written the essence of the article, or if I use any other excuse to exonerate myself, I will lose!" ”

If Qi Ming agreed to Zhang Ziguan's first request, many people expressed surprise, then Qi Ming's agreement to Zhang Ziguan's second request really made all the people who paid attention to this matter completely admire.

The quality is not as good as the previous works that have already been written: lose!

If you use any excuse to exonerate yourself: lose!

The most important thing is that the initiative of what to write is in someone else's hands!

Each of these three points is an extremely harsh request, and it can even be said that it is a completely vexatious request, no one would have thought that Qi Ming would agree, and he agreed very simply.

At this moment, not only the onlookers admired Qi Ming, but many famous artists in the literary circle, whether they were popular factions or traditional factions, all admired Qi Ming with a calm face on the stage.

Many people stopped talking, they all looked at Qi Ming silently, the whole venue became very quiet, and even many people already had a thought in their hearts, that is, with Qi Ming's crisp strength, even if Qi Ming's writing was a little unsatisfactory, they were convinced!

"I absolutely believe in Qi Ming's Xiaoyou's strength, but it is very unfair to you to hand over the initiative of writing, so we decide through deliberation, you decide what type of work to write, and we only control half of the title of your book, and the rest, all you are free to play!"

Seeing that the whole venue was quiet, an old man sitting in the front row with a lot of gray hair got up and said.

As soon as the old man spoke, the whole venue was quiet for a while, because anyone who loves literature knows that the person who stands up and speaks at this time is the top master of the popular literature faction, Tian Han!

"Thank you, old man!" Qi Ming thanked him.

In fact, Qi Ming has no concept of what he wants to write next, but Qi Ming is not panicked at all, because Qi Ming has too many classic works in his mind, whether they are traditional or popular, and the content of many works has the same, so no matter what others ask, he can write it.

Now Tian Han has relaxed the conditions and only made half of the decision on the title of the book, which is more beneficial to him, because sometimes, the title of the book is just a title, and its content sometimes has nothing to do with the title of the book.

The conversation between Tian Han and Qi Ming was listened to by everyone who was paying attention to this grand event, but no one refuted Tian Han's words, but they all felt that only by doing so could they make up for some of their previous brainless impulses.

"It seems that the matter has found a solution, so please ask Mr. Tianhan to give him a name!"

The host saw that the scene had completely stabilized at this time, so he hurriedly seized the opportunity and said.

Hearing the host say this, all the people who were watching this grand event couldn't help but hold their breath all of a sudden, waiting for what Tianhan said next, and Zhang Ziguan was trembling a little at this time, although he had tried very hard to restrain himself, but the fear rising in his heart still made his hands tremble slightly.

Yu Wenxiang, who had been confronting Qi Ming, had already quietly sat in his position, and at this moment, he had a feeling of admiration for Qi Ming for no reason.

Not only Yu Wenxiang, but also many traditional masters who had grievances with Qi Ming were impressed by Qi Ming's generosity at this time.

"It's sunny in Shangjing today, the wind is westerly, and the weather is very refreshing overall." Under the gaze of countless eyes, Tian Han said in a calm tone, but when he spoke, his eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at Qi Ming.

After saying this somewhat mindless sentence, Tianhan continued, "After discussing with a few old friends, I decided to add the word West Wind to the title of Qi Ming Xiaoyou's next work!" It's kind of in line with today's weather. ”

No one objected to what Tian Han said, and even several top masters in the traditional literary faction were silent, and they all knew that they were not qualified to meddle in the internal affairs of popular literature.

Zephyr?

Hearing Tian Han propose this name, a big question mark popped up in everyone's minds.

Using the west wind as the title of the book, almost everyone was confused at this moment, even some famous writers of popular literature schools were no exception.

Seeing the embarrassed looks of many people, Zhang Ziguan, who was originally flustered, suddenly became less panicked, he firmly believed that Qi Ming would definitely be stumped by these two words that stumped so many people, and he would be unable to find a clue for at least a while.

What Zhang Ziguan wants is that Qi Ming will not be able to find a clue for a while, because in this way he will win.

However, he was happy for less than two seconds, and his heart sank, because he heard Qi Ming say very simply, "Thank you for the name, old man, I'm going to write." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ziguan looked at Qi Ming's calm expression on the stage in disbelief, and then his hands couldn't help but tremble, he had never seen such a big thing and such a calm person, he even had a premonition that he was very scared of himself, that is, he was going to be finished this time.

Everyone in the entire venue was looking at Qi Ming at this time, and when they heard Qi Ming answer that they should use these two clueless words as the title of the book, and then write the next content, many people had unprecedented expectations in their hearts.

Qi Ming ignored the eyes of the people in the entire venue, but after thanking Tianhan, he said, "I will do a live writing broadcast in the penguin live broadcast room, and anyone who doubts me can come to supervise!" ”

After saying this, Qi Ming stepped off the stage of the [Honor] event without hurry.

Seeing Qi Ming get off the stage, the entire venue almost took out their mobile phones at the same time, and then entered the penguin live broadcast room.

Not only the people at the venue, but also many viewers also used computers or mobile phones to enter the live broadcast room of Penguin Video.

As soon as they entered the live broadcast room of Penguin Video, everyone immediately saw that the top of Penguin Video was completely occupied by a video connected picture.

"This live broadcast is the company's initiative through the [honor] event organizer, to directly connect with Mr. Qiming's live broadcast writing copyright, and there are no other cats and factors, and all the advertising costs generated during this live broadcast, the company does not take a penny, only deducts some related maintenance costs."

Click on the link to the big picture at the top of the penguin video, and everyone can see that in the central screen area of the live broadcast room, this fixed barrage appears.

Then, everyone who entered the live broadcast room noticed that there was a small area in the lower right corner of the video screen that reflected the seat and keyboard, and almost the entire screen was a comfortable-looking writing interface with the background of subtle cracks in the bark and several shades.

As the first batch of people who poured into the live broadcast room entered the live broadcast room less than three minutes later, Qi Ming appeared in the lower right corner of the live broadcast screen.

Seeing Qi Ming appear, all the people in the live broadcast room had their hearts racing, and then they all looked at the writing interface intently.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Qi Ming put his hands on the keyboard, and then began to tap the keyboard.

After a few slight clicks on the keyboard, five words appeared on the seemingly comfortable writing interface

The white horse howls in the west wind! (To be continued.) )