Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 368 The Second Fight! [Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a full order! 】

In the courtyard, the trees are dying in the approaching autumn.

I don't know if it's because of the beginning of autumn, or because of Deng Wenhu's mood.

In short, he didn't get any benefits from this Mid-Autumn Festival party. Instead, he was defeated by Li Xiang's "Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye".

Countless netizens compared the Spring River Moonlight Night with his Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, and none of the authors of the Poetry Club can beat him.

It is precisely because of this that the authors who participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair were not happy. They came here to make a name for themselves. They spent more than half a year preparing their works, and they thought they would make themselves more famous in the literary world.

In the future, whether it is going to colleges or universities for meetings or lectures.You can also be called a teacher when you meet classmates, but what about the current situation?

The poems they wrote with all their painstaking effort are shit in front of Li Xiang's "Moonlight Night on the Spring River".

They didn't reap the benefits, so naturally they couldn't say much gratitude to Deng Wenhu.

In the courtyard, Deng Wenhu was sitting on a rocking chair, feeling very melancholy at the moment.

He clearly thought about not letting Li Xiang participate in the competition, and planned everything, but it turned out to be counterproductive!
If Li wanted to find fault with those literary authors at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, it would be in Deng Wenhu's hands.

But the problem is that Li Xiang didn't do anything, didn't look at him seriously at all, but read a poem in public!

Mid-Autumn Festival,

At the Mid-Autumn Festival party!
A spring river flower moon night!

Directly defeat Deng Wenhu's hard-earned stage and completely defeat it!

As a result, no one appreciated it, but was laughed at instead.

Beside the coffee table, the tea in the purple sand pot is already cold.

But Deng Wenhu on the rocking chair didn't care. After all, even the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala failed, and he had no hope for this general election.

What else could he care about?

At this moment, You Zangfeng pushed the door open and said to Deng Wenhu: "Master, the result is out!"

Deng Wenhu suddenly raised his head, his eyes still had a glimmer of hope, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "How is it?"

You Zangfeng shook his head: "The result was very bad. The director of CCTV 11 was very disappointed with us. The Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club's ratings were at the bottom, and the evaluation was very bad!"

This is true!

Because Deng Wenhu's bargaining chip in convincing the director was that his Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting was different from the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival party.

Maybe it can bring a glimmer of life to CCTV 11, which is already in decline. It's a pity that this pool of stagnant water will always be stagnant water.

After CCTV 11 hosted the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, it became a joke in the industry!
Deng Wenhu nodded, the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

He let out a long sigh, and said to You Zangfeng: It's a dead end, this time it's really a dead end! "

"I don't know, what will Yao Chongguang think of me? He must be smiling happily!"

"After all, he hasn't lost yet, but I was defeated by Li Xiang!"

"Who knows that?"

You Zangfeng shrugged, walked up to Deng Wenhu, poured out the purple sand pot and refilled it with hot water, handed it to Deng Wenhu and said:
"Master, don't be too sad. Who knows what will happen until the last moment?"

"Furthermore, Li Xiang has won four consecutive victories in Yao Chongguang's short story campaign. Yao Chongguang even invited his junior brother Shen Lian who lives in seclusion in western Hunan. The result? It's not a failure!"

"I feel that if Li Xiang really wins eight consecutive victories, maybe we still have hope! It means that you and Yao Chongguang are on the same starting line again!"

As soon as these words came out, Deng Wenhu smiled helplessly.He patted his apprentice on the shoulder and said:
"I didn't hurt you in vain, okay, master is too tired recently, I want to take a good rest for a few days, pay more attention to these news, if you have anything, come to me directly at home!"

After speaking, he waved his hands, You Zangfeng couldn't say much when he saw this, he got up and left, a gust of wind passed by, and the leaves fell slowly, what a negative scene!

He calculated half his life painstakingly, just wanted to remove this adverb, what a pity!No chance!
Sometimes he really envied Li Yu, he didn't understand anything, and he didn't need to understand anything!
All disputes can be resolved if Li wants to go out!
In the end, he, Li Yu, was actually a strong contender for the chairman of the Writers Association.
Deng Wenhu closed his eyes slowly, tapped his fingers on the rocking chair, and muttered something, listening carefully, it seemed——

Prince Consort, take a closer look, it says...

The standard of a certain newspaper is so high that all Chinese people understand it psychologically.If this article can be published in the daily newspaper, it must be praised by the country!
Chunjiang Huayueye really deserves this reputation!
According to word of mouth, Spring River Flower Moonlight Night and Water Tune Getou have become the peak poems describing the Mid-Autumn Festival!

Everyone not only recognized Li Xiang's achievements in ancient poetry, but also admitted that in Mid-Autumn Festival poetry, Li Xiang was the best in ancient and modern times, and no one could compare with him!

Time passed slowly, and the originally anxious short story activity was because of Li Xiang's Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night.

Readers loved the house and black, and voted for Xiaoxiao one after another!
The gap between the two widened in an instant, and the fourth track ended three days later!
Li Xiang deservedly won the championship!
Everyone rejoiced, Li Xiang's four consecutive championships are undoubtedly!
Not only tied the original record but also surpassed it!
Everyone is looking forward to whether he can win five consecutive championships, six consecutive championships and finally eight consecutive championships!
Inside the villa, Yao Chongguang laughed heartily.

Zheng Guoqiang, who was sitting opposite him, was a little puzzled. He stepped forward and handed the information in his hand to Yao Chongguang, and asked, "Brother, Li Xiang has already won four consecutive championships. Why are you still so happy?"

Yao Chongguang took over the documents and read them carefully, and after a while he said: "You don't understand, Deng Wenhu has always planned to read my jokes, but ah! I never expected that he would become the first bedbug to be killed! Think Looking at my jokes, it becomes my jokes at him!"

"Are you saying it's funny? Right now, the worst thing I can do is to get back on the same starting line as him! He has no chance, but I still have it!"

Zheng Guoqiang was a little puzzled, and he asked: "I understand that the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival has ruined Deng Wenhu's face, but he has set up a stage, and those authors have also gone up to show their faces!"

"The live broadcast is for thousands of households. At least they are famous? Why doesn't he have a chance?"

In fact, why is he puzzled?It's just that if Yao Chongguang said something, the person concerned would be happier!
Yao Chongguang threw the report materials on the tea table, and said with a smile: "You don't understand, the best thing for us people is face! Without face, everything is fake! Do you think the poems they wrote with great effort, in Li Xiang Are you beating me up in front of the song "Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye?"

Zheng Guoqiang frowned slightly, carefully apprehending his senior brother's words, then shook his head, and sighed: "That's really not as good, his poem "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" will definitely leave a strong mark in the history of poetry!"

Yao Chongguang shrugged, clapped his hands and said, "That's right! That's what it means!"

Yao Chongguang didn't add insult to injury, but under the pressure of four consecutive championships, Deng Wenhu failed early, which is good news for him!

While the two were chatting, Yao Chongguang's cell phone rang suddenly. He waved his hand to signal Zheng Guoqiang to stop talking. The voice on the other end of the phone was gentle:

"Brother!"

Yao Chongguang nodded with a smile: "Is it alright for Junior Brother to live in seclusion in Xiangxi?"

"I don't care, there is no difference between here and Kyoto..."

After the two chatted for a while, Shen Lian stated the purpose of his call this time: "Senior brother, I lost on the 4th track, I am not convinced, you know me, it's not that I can't afford to lose, but Li wants to I have some itchy hands, I want to compare with him again!"

When Yao Chongguang heard this, he thought: This is a good opportunity!

Of course he couldn't refuse!
Not only did he not refuse, but he even added fuel to the flames!
Yao Chongguang asked: "You mean the fifth track, and you plan to participate?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Lian shook his head and said, "That's not the case. You know, I'm only suitable for writing novels with rural themes, so I want to ask about the next few tracks, are there any other themes that are more suitable for me to write?"

Yao Chongguang said with a smile: "The title of the track can be adjusted. There is one track that is more suitable for you among the remaining four tracks. Just move the title of that track to today!"

"I don't know what you want, or do I need to give you some time?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Shen Lian said, "I don't need time. You know, I haven't been active in the literary world for the past few years. In fact, I have written a lot of works secretly!"

"Since you think the fifth track is okay, let's go to the fifth track!"

Yao Chongguang nodded!
The two hung up the phone after chatting for a while.

Shen Lian walked out of the study room slowly. His family is in Xiangxi, and he is not rich, but he enjoys the mountains and rivers here very much.

This time, he was invited by Yao Chongguang to participate in the short story event. He was originally calm and thoughtful, but now that he met an opponent, his inner desire to fight was aroused instead!

It can't be said that it will be a fight!

One p.m.

The title of the fifth track was released, and everyone took the time to log on to the website to check.

【Fifth Circuit—Letter】

Of course, this theme can not only write about the countryside, but also write about other things!

Its limitations are much easier to write than the first simple country, so many people couldn't help participating this time.

It's not that they have the confidence to win the championship, but that if they don't participate, I'm afraid they won't have a chance!

After all, who of them can guarantee that they can win the next track?
They thought they could master the topic of letters, so they didn't care so much!

In a small village in western Hunan, after feeding the chickens and ducks and watering the vegetable fields, Shen Lian returned to the house and poured a glass of boiled water.

Sitting on a chair, he turned on his phone and watched the title of the fifth track—letter!
He smiled slightly, although he has not participated in various activities for three years, nor has he appeared in public!

But he did not give up on creation. There was a thick stack of manuscripts in Shen Lian's study!
Among them, there are no less than a dozen short stories, and there are two or three that fit the title of the letter, because to be honest, letters are a very important element in local literature!
But at this time, he didn't want to take out the short stories he wrote before to challenge, because Shen Lian felt that would be unfair to Li Xiang.

Moreover, his hands are itchy right now, after losing a game, his inspiration burst out instead!

So Shen Lian decided to take this opportunity to write a new novel!
After the opening of the fifth track, netizens entered the short story event website one after another to check, but they never found Li Xiang's entry, and couldn't help muttering—what's the situation?Why didn't the sword god show up?
This is actually not to blame the readers for thinking about it, because Li Xiang participated in the first four tracks for the first time!

But yesterday was the Mid-Autumn Festival!
They drank beer, ate barbecue and played until late at night, but felt that it was not enough, so at Wu Yuheng's suggestion, they watched ghost movies all night.

They didn't fall asleep until the daytime. Li Xiang slept until late in the afternoon and went to the kitchen to cook something to eat. After looking at the time, he realized that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

He hurriedly logged into his phone and saw the title of the fifth track, letter!
While eating instant noodles, he was thinking about it!
After a while, Su Shanshan, Liu Yongxi, Wu Yuheng and others all went downstairs. They were hungry and all stared at Li Xiang's instant noodles at the same time!

Everyone divides and eats!
Li Xiang casually ate a few bites, picked up a few packs of biscuits, and went upstairs. Just as countless netizens were looking forward to it, Shen Lian posted @李想 on Weibo!

[Shen Lian: @李想[-]th track, how about another round? 】

Everyone was amazed, come back?
Doesn't that mean that the fifth track also has a good show to watch?
After all, local novels are too niche. Even if they read Xiaoxiao and Yeyu, they couldn't find out why!
But the fifth track is different. The subject of letters, the reading threshold is not so high, right?

Everyone thought so, and after a while Li Xiang responded on Weibo.

[Dianzi Entertainment: It's a great honor, you can learn from each other for a few rounds! 】

Li Xiang looked at the ceiling in the study and smiled. Although he and Shen Lian had no contact, after reading his articles, Li Xiang understood that he was the same kind of person as him!

Now that we have decided to compete again, we must not lose to him! ,

The word letter hovered in his mind, and Li Xiang suddenly thought of a short story. His name was - my uncle Yule!
Thinking of this, the corners of Li Xiang's mouth rose slightly, maybe it could make the world feel a different letter!

Just do it!

He turned on the computer and tapped on the keyboard quickly with both hands. Wu Yuheng downstairs was still stuffed with biscuits. Hearing this movement, Wu Yuheng stared at the scarlet eyes and asked the people next to him:

"Are you still hungry?"

Su Shanshan and Liu Yongxi looked at each other and nodded with a smile. They ate some barbecue late last night, played all night, slept until noon, how could they not be hungry?

Wu Yuheng understood it, picked up the phone and ordered a KFC family bucket, he explained: "Eat something casually, I think everyone hasn't recovered from today, and Li Xiang will continue to compete until he finishes his work." After that, maybe we will witness how Youth Rufeng was defeated by our Spicy next door!"

Speaking of Spicy Next Door, everyone present smiled and nodded. They have also played roles in it. No, they not only know Deng Hanbin’s hard work, but also know Li Xiang’s dedication in it. Participants, or participants, are their enemies!
It may not be appropriate to say the enemy, but the opponent definitely deserves its name!
Defeating them is also the idea of ​​everyone present!
Time flies by...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Lian and Li Xiang released the novel one after another,

This is the second duel between Li Xiang and Shen Lian!

(End of this chapter)