The Internet, how many people's lives will be changed by this thing, even if the imagination is rich, Wang is not honestly touched.

It's not difficult to write something that says something.

It seems that it will work to talk about literature.

In order to fulfill the entrustment of the Faculty of Letters, Wang Laoshi boldly and 'shamelessly' combined the Internet and literature.

In the next few years, the Internet will be infinitely closer to people's lives from the subtleties of life, and literature is one of them. ’

With the Internet, this emerging virtual world will provide a new platform for anyone, literature is no longer the exclusive domain of scholars, and ordinary people can also show their creations to the world. ’

In fact, the masters are really in the people, among hundreds of millions of people, all kinds of whimsical ideas can become the material for their creation, whether the pen can be written or not, but as long as there is a platform, they can. ’

'There may be one or even many professional literary websites, the goal of which is to present everyone's literary creations to everyone, and perhaps to a certain extent, a fee system will be adopted......

"If traditional literature can't lower its profile, they will be drowned by the tide of online literature (let's call it online literature) and fall into the struggle for survival......

Writing this, Wang Laoshi has no psychological burden, and it is estimated that most of the viewers will be dismissive and alarmist.

Wang is honestly evil behind, he is ashamed to say that he cannot represent the public, just a person's active thinking has come up with some new things, such as:

'Crossed the ...... What would happen if a modern person suddenly appeared in the Tang Dynasty? In various historical periods, is there still the shame of Jingkang, the three massacres of Jiading, and the shame of the First Sino-Japanese Dynasty?'

'Born again...... How many worlds can one person touch, and how many fates can his prophets change?'

'Set a new fantasy world...... Such as cultivating truth, vindictiveness, ......

'And the end is coming......

'Cute girl ......'

After writing these things, Wang honestly read them with satisfaction and put them aside.

He was satisfied, but he had to pray that he was the only one who returned to this world, and that if there was anyone else, he would be shameless to this point and disgrace the reborn.

After looking through all the rooms, if there was nothing he wanted, Wang Laoshi took the money and went out.

What he wants is not hard to buy.

A rattan chair, a small table made of solid wood, a pot of tea, a big fan, wearing an old shirt, beach pants, flip-flops, and lighting a cigarette to taste its mellowness. Under the faint moonlight, Wang Laoshi created a pastoral picture for himself.

With such a quiet atmosphere, what is Wang honestly thinking?

Wang was honestly thinking about how many of the masters in the academy would be so angry that they would vomit blood after seeing it.

When this thing was written, Wang Laoshi found that he had given the wrong person, where is the position of traditional literature?

In the university, the masters are also in the university.

Jingjing University is the core.

Wang Laoshi is also a little weak-hearted, if this thing is handed in, will those seventy or eighty people chase and kill themselves, a shameless scum who insults Sven, with kitchen knives or fruit knives all over the school.

Where is the place to escape?

Wang honestly felt that at the last moment of crisis, the women's toilet was his last fortress.

Old talents will always want some face, so they won't kill in the women's toilet

Thinking of these messy things, Wang Laoshi couldn't help laughing, and the pain of lovesickness for Zhirui in his heart was also lightened.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wang got up honestly, he didn't need to look, he knew that the second man of the palace was coming when he heard the voice, and sure enough, it was not alone, there were several people behind him, some men and some women.

Wang said honestly, "The second brother still has time to come here, do you think of the goodness of this house and regret it?"

Gong Yishao scolded with a smile, "!"

turned around and said to the people who followed, "Go to the house to find tables and chairs, and put them in the courtyard, I didn't expect Xiao Wang to enjoy it, it was very interesting." ”

After sniffing, Gong Yishao asked, "What kind of incense are you smoking?" ”

Wang honestly said, "Mosquito incense." ”

The others were holding back their breath, and they really wanted to laugh.

Gong Yishao was stunned, couldn't help laughing, pointed at Wang Laoshi with his hand, and even said that Wang Laoshi ruined the artistic conception.

"In this situation, how can you bear it?"

Wang Laoshi also noticed that this combination seemed to be not quite the same as he imagined.

It's obviously not the kind of follower.,It seems to be more professional.。

One of them is no longer young, and there are two women and two men, carrying plastic bags in their hands, which seem to be eating.

Wang Laoshi hurriedly took away the instant noodle bucket that was worse than what Gong Yishao said was ruining the artistic conception.

The expressions on the faces of several people made Wang Laoshi feel that this thing was really striking.

Gong Yishao frowned and said, "You just eat this?"

Wang honestly smiled and said, "I don't want to move today, I'm lazy." ”

The table was lifted out, and several dishes were also put on the table quickly, Gong Yishao said, "Eat first, and then talk after eating." ”

Wang Laoshi saw that there seemed to be something wrong with this posture, so he ate first, the instant noodles just now were really not full.

Fortunately, Gong Yishao did not have the problem of not being able to eat and speak.

When it came to eating, Wang Laoshi also figured out what these people were doing.

After Gong Yishao listened to Wang Laoshi's food, clothing, housing and transportation, he didn't know how many people he had consulted, and he thought that Lin Zhiqing, an old ruffian, would come up with a real estate company.

Today, a project design has just been determined, and Gong Yishao still has no bottom, so he took several project leaders to Wang Laoshi to seek spiritual support.

The older one is Cheng Hongjun, that is, the general manager of the real estate company, who has not spoken since he entered the courtyard.

The others are all young people, belonging to the kind of people who do work, and they all have some jobs.

In other words, the backbone of Gong Yishao's first project of the real estate company has basically arrived.

It can be heard that Gong Yishao admires this Cheng Hongjun very much, and it seems that he has an old qualification from a construction group, and his connections in this industry must be strong.

Wang Laoshi could see that Cheng Hongjun was disapproving of him, and for the sake of Gong Yishao's face, he didn't want to care.

Besides, why should people be respectful to a young man who hasn't shed his hair yet?

Speaking of the big day, Wang Laoshi didn't think it was necessary.

Gong Yishao also said that he would give the project plan to Wang Laoshi for a while, and talk about what else can be adjusted.

Wang Laoshi noticed that when Gong Yishao said this, Cheng Hongjun's eyebrows were locked for no reason, and he glanced at himself, seemingly disdainful.

This should be regarded as lying down and being shot, Wang honestly felt that he had been wronged.

No one was drinking, Gong Yishao brought a few bottles of good wine, Wang Laoshi was sharp-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed it first, and said, "This thing belongs to me, and you will carry it when you go back, trouble." ”

Gong Yishao laughed.