Chapter 219 When it comes to showing off, it’s you.
After five minutes of repeated confirmations, and even checking the author’s background, Lin Zhiyuan finally accepted that Li Yan was the author of the online article he was chasing. thing.
"Young Master Yan, the three words "dog author" mainly express the readers' urgent expectation for the author to update."
You boy, the first thing that comes to mind is this?
“It’s okay, you are scolding Shenfei Tang Qi, what do you have to do with me, Mr. Li?”
Lin Zhiyuan scratched his head, smiled, and suddenly realized something, "No, your book has such good results and is ranked at the top of the category. Isn't it a profit... Damn it, so you order lobster!"
"Yeah."
"Damn, you really know how to hold back!" Lin Zhiyuan's expression was distorted, "It's like I've been a monk in my previous life!"
I've never been a monk in my last life... , but the result of becoming a monk was achieved partially and in stages.
"What else can't you do?" Lin Zhiyuan shook his head in amazement. He couldn't help but look at Li Yan's computer screen, but forced himself not to look, "I don't want to be spoiled! ”
"There are still many things that cannot be done."
"For example?"
"Have a baby."
"You are indispensable for giving birth to a baby."
< br>“Ahem, don’t mention this.”
After a few words of ridicule, Lin Zhiyuan finally calmed down, "Can you tell me how much you earned, Mr. Yan?"
"About a hundred thousand."
The lobster noodles just happened to be delivered, and Lin Zhiyuan actively responded He raised his hand to indicate that he would go downstairs to get it.
Originally, eating this meal was a bit stressful, but now Lin Zhiyuan just wants to blame Li Yan for not having a lobster for each person.
Lin Zhiyuan may be afraid of his brother's hardship, but he is not afraid of his brother driving a Land Rover. He will happily ride in his brother's Land Rover.
Li Yan appreciated this very much. He brought his computer here today because he was originally going to explain everything to Lin Zhiyuan, but he still needed to be reminded.
"Zhiyuan, you are the first to know about this. Just know it yourself and don't need to tell others."
"I understand this." Lin Zhiyuan's expression was rarely serious. , thinking that after he had been ridiculed for pretending to be Li Yan's achievements before, he should know better how to deal with the corresponding matters, "But why don't you tell the little beauty?"
Li Yan was actually confused. After a moment, "Uh... not yet."
"I understand, you have to speak to yourself if you want to say it."
"Tsk."
"Young Master Yan, I'm just talking about the little beauty, why did you default to the role of Senior Sister Wei?"
"Poor talk."
"This The noodles are so delicious," Lin Zhiyuan was actually thinking a lot, "The lobster is so delicious! Mr. Yan, how many more things do you have hidden?"
"This is it." I took out my notebook, and on it were two replies written neatly, with very beautiful handwriting.
Of course, the highlight for Xiaopang to see was the handwritten letter from Su Siqing that was tucked away.
"What is this?" Xiaopang's reaction was as expected. This kid didn't read any literary works at all. Even Li Yan only found out who Su Siqing was by checking the information on the Internet, let alone him, "You just Tell me what’s so cool about it.”
“Su Siqing is a famous Chinese writer and scholar. He wrote two letters to me.”
Xiao Pang actually has no idea about this. , "Why am I writing to you?"
"He will write letters when he finds authors he likes from newspapers and periodicals."
"Why two letters?"
"I have two pen names."
"What did you write?"
Li Yan showed the archived files on the computer .
“Holy shit!” Xiaopang almost choked. “When our Chinese teacher was in class, he also asked us to learn to read "Lincheng Fireworks", "New Taipei Impression" and "Iron Dragon Chang Heng", and also We wrote a review and complimented you twice. "
"Hmm."
"Why is the first line of your reply blank?"
"I'm struggling with what to call Su Siqing. He was in the 1960s and was ten years older than my dad. ”
“What did he call you?”
“He called me brother”
6. "After all, he doesn't know my true identity, so let's just write Mr. Su."
"Why?"
"Give him a mental preparation and explain I'm young, don't come to visit me in person and find out that I'm a doll."
Lin Zhiyuan licked his lips and clapped, "It's always inevitable that you'll trick me, keep going, there's something else I don't know, it's shocking. ”
"No. Other things..." Li Yan paused, "I'll tell you when the results come out."
"Why are you so calm!" Xiaopang didn't understand, "Change I’ve broadcast it all over the world with a loudspeaker!”
“I don’t want to brag.” Li Yan smiled and finished her last bite of noodles, “I’m really going to talk to you about my thoughts after reading it.”
"Do you want to help me with my homework! Let's see who dares to refute the author's comments after reading it!" Xiaopang was very excited.
"First, the reader's understanding is a re-creation of the work. There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers, and the author's understanding is only one of them. Second, what I want to ask you is " Thoughts after reading "Nangong Boy", you said that the recent plot is very exciting, what is so exciting about it?"
The author directly asks readers what is good about them and what new way of showing off is this? Fresh and refined!
Little Fatty quickly threw away the disposable dishes and chopsticks, washed his mouth and returned to the desk. As a result, he had been brewing his emotions for a long time and just didn't know where to start.
"Weren't you in a good mood just now? Don't mind me, Shenfei Tang Qi is still the dog author."
"Okay, I'm going to start publishing book reviews!" Lin Zhiyuan looked proud. Smiling, "It's obvious recently that this book has reached its climax! Nangong Li has finally mastered the sword formation with eighteen peach wood swords, and can use it as an unparalleled sword! And Taoist Hunyuan has been preparing for an assassination, so there will definitely be a battle of skills! etc. The boss of Wei Daosi who has been waiting for a long time is about to take action, I am so excited!"
"Well, what next?"
"No more."
No...no more? Li Yan held it in his heart for a long time, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.
Where is my grass snake gray thread? Where are the various foreshadowings I carefully laid out? It turns out that you just want to watch the battle and watch the strong men show off, right?
"Then...have you ever guessed the plot behind it?"
"It must be Nangong Li and Wu Yu's sword array killing everyone! What Taoist Hunyuan, sword Zun, Toad Ghost, Tongxin Tongde Hui, all of them will be killed!”
"What about the emperor who leads the Nine Dragons God Army, and Tan Jiuxiao who has been following the protagonist?"
"Oh yes! And these two, forget about the previous plot, anyway, don't care about him, the protagonist With an invincible sword array, the emperor and Jiuxiao were immediately stunned!"
Li Yan wanted to change the topic.
“It’s okay if you want to kill the neutral Sword Master, why do you even kill Tan Jiuxiao who is kind to the protagonist?”
“Huh? Is he kind?”
Li Yan's pupils were shaking. He turned his notebook towards Lin Zhiyuan and selected a few names, "Do you know any of these people?"
Lin Zhiyuan looked at them for a long time and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't know them."
"Then this chapter...do you know what I'm writing?"
"Isn't it about the protagonist practicing the sword formation?"
"That's three chapters What happened before..."
"Oh...I just remember you wrote that he discussed the power of the sword formation with Wu Yu."
"I have 2,300 words in one chapter, and I just chatted for a few words and said that I wanted to try the power. The total is not At one hundred words, that’s all you read?”
Lin Zhiyuan continued to scratch his head, “Hey, maybe I read it too quickly.”
“You still call me a bad author? "
"Oh!" Lin Zhiyuan pressed Li Yan's shoulder, "Look, you really still care about this, right?"
"Originally I was particularly confident about this climax, but I was immune to readers' criticism." Li Yan shook her head repeatedly, "I didn't expect that the result would be your fault."
"Don't!" Lin Zhiyuan panicked. "I'll take a look seriously, I'll take a look seriously, Mr. Yan, it's my fault."
"Oh, maybe there are only 10,000 orders now."
Huh? Is this what you mean by lack of confidence?
“What does it look like to have faith?”
"Creating the history of the origin of the Chinese Internet, becoming a masterpiece of Internet literature."
Damn it, you must be better at showing off.
(End of this chapter)