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Chapter 253 Are You Afraid Of Me?
Looking at Xu Shaoyan, Yao Wenxian felt a little stupid, so Xu Shaoyan went out for a trip, and when he came back, he said that he joined the Republic Writers Association?

Does this fucking mean that he owes taxes on his IQ?
The other three members of the Shanghai Listed Writers' Association in the room also looked confused.

"Have you joined the National Writers Association? You've entered in just a short while? National Writers Association, are you sure?" Yao Wenxian screamed in disbelief.

Xu Shaoyan blinked, and nodded with a harmless face: "Yes, I just joined."

After finishing speaking, Yao Wenxian burst out laughing, with the expression that you are teasing me.

"Have you joined the National Writers Association? Just joined, haha? Just joined? Xu Shaoyan, do you think we are idiots? The National Writers Association only accepts new members in the middle of each year. You said you just joined the National Writers Association? Are you an editor? There is no basis for the story!"

Xu Shaoyan also smiled: "Vice Chairman Yao, the rule is that the dead are alive, and someone said that the only way to enter the National Writers Association is to join in the middle of the year?"

As Xu Shaoyan said, Feng Ruoran suddenly thought of something, and immediately flipped on the keyboard, turned on the computer, typed the words National Writers Association on the search engine, clicked on the homepage of the official website of the Republic Writers Association, and saw the latest news, the title was about Xu Shaoyan of.

With a thump in her heart, Feng Ruoran felt more and more that the matter that made her gnash her teeth today had turned around.

Quickly clicked in, and seeing that Xu Shaoyan had passed the review, Feng Ruoran was pleasantly surprised. Xu Shaoyan actually joined the National Writers Association. How did Xu Shaoyan do it? He left the office in less than 15 minutes!
This is simply unbelievable, but Feng Ruoran instantly felt relieved when he saw the three people who signed the joint name.

Yes, why did I forget that Xu Shaoyan is an honorary professor of Tsinghua University's School of Liberal Arts? Most of the old professors in Tsinghua University are Wei Yuan, or someone who has great influence on the Writers Association. They want to arrange Xu Shaoyan into the Writers Association , that was a breeze.

Moreover, Xu Shaoyan's literary attainments were suddenly arranged, and no one would have any objections!
For some reason, Feng Ruoran instantly felt at ease. As long as Xu Shaoyan could participate in the competition, she did not believe that Xu Shaoyan's writing level in fairy tales would not win. After all, this competition still had to be decided by "public voting", Feng Ruoran sneered inwardly.

Yao Wenxian still thinks that no one can compare to the few fairy tale writers of the Shanghai Listed Writers Association?

Wait until the final public vote to be slapped in the face by Xu Shaoyan. When the level of the works is about the same, no one may say anything about the behind-the-scenes operation, but Xu Shaoyan's level obviously blows up all of them!

In the face of absolute crushing strength, if you still want to play secret operations, then the crowd will riot!

Yao Wenxian still didn't believe it, and because Feng Ruoran wanted to adapt Xu Shaoyan's works so much, Yao Wenxian only felt that Xu Shaoyan was an eyesore.

"Okay Xu Shaoyan, I know that you must have made a lot of money from the adaptation, but this is not your crew. People will believe any stories you tell, the National Writers Association? Hehe, can't you see that, even if you participated in this competition? Maybe you will win an award, don't you think you are a clown here? National Writers Association? Ridiculous!"

Xu Shaoyan didn't speak, but Feng Ruoran smiled coldly: "Vice Chairman Yao, Teacher Xiao Xu is indeed a member of the National Writers Association now, if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

After speaking, Feng Ruoran turned the computer screen over.

The above is the page where Xu Shaoyan was admitted to the Writers Association.

Looking at this page, Yao Wenxian was dumbfounded. Xu Shaoyan actually joined the National Writers Association?

"This...it's impossible!" Yao Wenxian couldn't believe it, grabbed the mouse on the table and entered the search engine to check it again.

He felt that this web page was a bit fake, how could Xu Shaoyan suddenly join the National Writers Association, but the fact is that Xu Shaoyan really joined the National Writers Association, and there was a news report about it.

"Guji." Yao Wenxian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, completely stupefied.

Especially seeing these three joint names, Yao Wenxian was startled, and he understood the reason, but he couldn't say a word to question, and slowly turned his head to look at Xu Shaoyan, Yao Wenxian found that Xu Shaoyan was smiling.

"Vice Chairman Yao, I'm sorry. I, Xu Shaoyan, like to stick to the horns of the horns. Sometimes the more you don't let me do something, the more I want to do it. Competitions, there are always winners and losers, why bother?" Take it so seriously and not let me participate? Are you so afraid of me?"

Xu Shaoyan said, Yao Wenxian didn't say a word, Xu Shaoyan said that he couldn't afford to lose, and he said, "Are you so afraid of me?", as if they have no talent in the Shanghai Listed Writers Association, and they are afraid that Xu Shaoyan's competition will expose them The walls of this self-contained little kingdom are the same.

Yao Wenxian gritted his teeth, the face between him and Xu Shaoyan had been torn apart in an instant.

"Okay, then we'll wait for you, Mr. Xu, to participate in the competition, but let me remind you first, there are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains. Young people, don't be too conceited!"

After speaking, Yao Wenxian walked away with a flick of his sleeves!

When he walked to the door, Xu Shaoyan flipped through the printed draft of "The Daughter of the Sea" on the table, and quietly said four words: "Gentle scum!"

In an instant, Yao Wenxian, who was already so angry that his face was purple like pig liver, turned black as carbon.

"Xu Shaoyan, just wait for me!"

The footsteps were much faster, and Yao Wenxian took the three fairy tale writers from the Writers Association and disappeared into the office area of ​​the Children's Channel of Dragon TV angrily.

Xu Shaoyan sat down, and Feng Ruoran asked his secretary Xiaodong to pour Xu Shaoyan a cup of hot water.

"Mr. Xu, you are truly miraculous. This is the first time in my life that I have entered the Writers' Association at such a speed."

Xu Shaoyan raised his eyebrows: "It's not magical, it's a reasonable thing, Director Feng, please tell me the rules of this fairy tale competition."

"Okay." Feng Ruoran nodded, and said, "This competition is organized by the Shanghai Listed Writers Association, Shanghai Radio and Television, and our Shanghai TV station. It is intended to cooperate with the country's support for the animation industry. The competition will start tomorrow, and a separate website will be set up for the competition. , using a selection system that combines public voting and judges' scoring. The public voting score accounts for 70%, the judges' scoring accounts for 30%, and the three sponsors each account for 10%. The TV station has the right to score. I will definitely According to the level of the works, I don't know who the other two will score, but since the Writers Association has already determined the top three, I think the radio and television side should also know."

Needless to say, the 10% of the ratings from Radio and Television will definitely favor the Writers Association. Feng Ruoran feels a little sick about it, but as long as Xu Shaoyan beats the Writers Association in voting scores, there is no obstacle to the top three.

But Xu Shaoyan rubbed his chin and asked suddenly: "Director Feng, is there any limit to how many works an author can have in this competition?"

(End of this chapter)