In order to urge more, I infiltrated the author group

Chapter 119 I am ashamed to be with you (reward plus 1344)

After Tian Yunxiao heard the sound of the system, it was as if he heard the sound of nature.

Then he said to the following group of so-called writers:

"Don't you guys look down on online literature? I'm going to create a traditional literature right now, and write a short science fiction novel!"

So Tian Yunxiao created a new word file.

Then I closed my eyes and read the outline carefully in my mind.

Then he started typing on the keyboard frantically.

"He knows that this last lesson will be taught in advance.

Another sharp pain came from his liver, almost making him faint.

He couldn't get out of bed anymore, so he moved closer to the window beside the bed with difficulty.

The moonlight reflected on the window paper, shining silver, making the small window look like a door leading to another world..."

At this time, the group of writers looked at the projection cloth and discussed one after another.

"This horse riding is science fiction? Isn't this local literature?"

Until Tian Yunxiao wrote the end of Chapter 4.

"He stood up and continued walking. He turned into a bookstore after not walking far. The city is good, and there are bookstores that open at night..."

This group of writers stopped making noise and began to quietly appreciate this article written by Tian Yunxiao.

"Finally, the children decided to bury their own teachers. They took out their picks and shovels and began to dig graves on the mountain next to the school. The brilliant stars watched them silently from the whole universe
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' sounds like a myth. '

'No,' said the senator: 'in the ancient times of the galactic civilization, there was indeed such a concept, but even then it was extremely rare, and few people except us who are professional researchers of the evolution history of galactic civilizations knew it. '

'You mean the individual who transmits knowledge between two generations of life? '

'They are called teachers. '

'teacher? '

'A long-disappeared ancient civilization vocabulary, very rare, can't be found in the general ancient vocabulary database. '

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… They will live to reap the meager but real hope of this ancient and barren land. "

A group of writers from the City Writers Association started discussing one after another.

"Unexpectedly, this is actually a science fiction novel. I feel that this novel can compete for the Galaxy Award!"

"Yes, yes, who said no?"

"I really didn't expect this book to be so terrifying! Such a good science fiction novel, without adding any points, this talent is too terrifying."

After Tian Yunxiao finished writing the [-]-word short story, he stood up and said to these so-called writers:
"You have succeeded in making me feel that writers are a derogatory term, one by one sticks to their laurels, relies on the old to sell the old, and suppresses the backward!

Every day is to know the seniority, as if whoever lives the longest can write a good book?
You city Writers Association, I can't stand above you, so farewell, I am ashamed to be with you! "

After finishing speaking, he put away the notebook on the table, turned around and walked out of the Writers Association with his back on his back.

Without giving this group of writers any time to react, they walked out of the gate of the City Writers Association.

Only this group of writers were left standing in place and starting to mess around in the wind.

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At this time, a writer suddenly stood up and said to the people around him, "Oda is right, a bunch of gentle scum, I am ashamed to be with them."

After finishing speaking, he turned off the mobile phone that he had been recording just now, and ran out quickly.

At this time, the rest of the writers came to understand one after another, and cursed in their hearts: "This old fox!"

But they also turned on the video recording function of their mobile phones one after another, cursing: "I am ashamed to be with you!"

Then they swarmed to the monitoring room.

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Not long after Tian Yunxiao returned home, he received a call from his father.

"Hey, Yunxiao, I heard that you made a big fuss about the Writers Association!"

After Tian Yunxiao heard his father's call, he felt a little embarrassed, because after all, it was a good intention of his father's old boss, but he messed it up by himself.

But he doesn't regret it.

"That's right, dad, the city writers' association has a lot of little monsters, and I can't afford to take care of them."

After his father heard Tian Yunxiao's words, he had no choice but to say helplessly:

"Since this is the case, if you don't enter, you can't enter!"

Although Tian Yunxiao's father said this, Tian Yunxiao still heard the disappointment in his father's heart.

So he confidently said to the phone:

"Father, it's fine. It's not rare for me to join a municipal writers' association. It's just a non-governmental organization. Even if I want to join, it's a provincial writers' association!"

After hearing Tian Yunxiao's confident words, his father said helplessly:

"Then it's up to you! See if you can get in then?"

After hanging up the phone, Tian Yunxiao asked the system.

"System, have you recorded my heroic appearance just now?"

"Sorry, master, the system did not record video."

After Tian Yunxiao heard it, he sighed and said: "If it's not recorded, then it's not recorded. It's okay, and I don't want to be famous for this."

But the voice of the system came out again in his mind.

"Master, although the system did not record the video, a writer present has already recorded it, and it is being uploaded to the Internet!"

Tian Yunxiao heard, "Good guy, can you still do this?"

Then he asked, "The system is not doing this under your influence, is it?"

At this time, the system suddenly stopped talking, and Tian Yunxiao understood when he saw this.

After a few minutes, the system suddenly beeped again.

"Master, that writer has already uploaded the video to the Xiaopo website!"

Then a string of links was given, and Tian Yunxiao typed the string of links onto the browser.

The title of this video made Tian Yunxiao dumbfounded.

【Shock!The Writers Association of Beizhen City, Qilu Province was unexpectedly educated by a young man in his 20s, causing a well-known writer to withdraw from the Writers Association on the spot! 】

I quickly clicked in and found that this video was actually nearly three hours long.

The video was actually recorded when Liu Aidang, chairman of the City Writers Association, entered the conference room.

Before Tian Yunxiao finished watching this video, he suddenly felt a little ashamed. The lines he said were a bit too secondary!

Then he carefully started to make typos in the "Village Teacher" that he had just written.

Before waiting for half an hour, the computer suddenly started beeping.

Loach: "Old Tian? Are you the person in this video?"

Loach: "http://a string of links"

Tian Yunxiao clicked in and took a look, and found that it was actually the video recorded by the writer he just watched.

Uncle Tian next door: "Brother Loach, this is me, what's wrong, did I get into trouble? /Grievance"

Loach: "No, no, not only did you not cause trouble, but you also made great contributions! I guess you will become even more popular next time!"

Loach: "By the way, do you want to hand over your short story to Yuewen for publishing and awarding? You should think about it carefully, and don't make a decision so quickly."

Tian Yunxiao replied after hearing what Niach said.

Uncle Tian next door: "Brother Loach, yes, what are you thinking about? Don't I worry about handing it over to Brother Loach? But this short story is a bit too short, only [-] words, and I will submit it together after I write a few more short stories." Here you go!"

Loach: "Thank you, bro!"

After Tian Yunxiao saw what Niach said, he didn't reply again.

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With the promotion of Yuewen Group, this video became more and more popular on the Internet...

(End of this chapter)