After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 310 The Youngest King of Internet Literature

The forest flowers wither in spring, and they are in a hurry again. The wind blowing from the cosmic starry sky meets summer.
"Tianhong, Zhijie, what are you two doing, hurry up!"

Wearing shorts and short sleeves, wearing a sun hat and sunglasses, Ximenxue, who was covered in moisture, urged the two roommates behind her.

"Just had a full meal, don't walk slowly to digest and digest! There is no class in the afternoon, what are you doing in such a hurry, Ga Beng"

Yu Zhijie was biting a popsicle and walking unhurriedly, and Chen Tianhong beside him was also biting a "crunchy" popsicle and pulling flip-flops.

The three of them just came back from having lunch at the newly opened Jinling Restaurant off campus. This restaurant has been their regular gathering place for the past two months, and they go there whenever they have time.

In addition to the fact that the dishes are really good, Chen Tianhong also wants to take care of the fellow villagers' business.

As for why he paid for the meal, and why the four-person group became a three-person group, the matter still needs to be mentioned at the "March [-]" Poetry Festival.

After Chen Tianhong recited the "original" modern poem "April Day in the World", the following link of "writing poems and lyrics" did not attract so much attention, but the process was still going on as usual, and Yu Zhijie and Gao Wanfeng went forward as they wished. Ten, Ximen Xue also won No.2.

The sad thing is that it was Chen Tianhong's turn to comment on Ximenxue's poem, which caused everyone's attention to be on Chen Tianhong when he came on stage, and he, the "original author", became completely transparent.

After the end, Ximenxue felt that she was at a big loss, she dragged Chen Tianhong and refused to let him go, and she had to give him an explanation. At that time, Chen Tianhong was in a hurry to go to the hotel for an appointment, so there was no time to break up with him.

Anyway, it was impossible to call "Dad" back, so he agreed to bear the loss for him for the next best thing, and said that he would write another song for him next time, so he got rid of Ximenxue.

In contrast, Gao Wanfeng has become a winner in life. Although his poem is not as good as "April in the World" and only entered the top ten, it proves that he is not a muscular man with strong limbs and a simple mind. He is a high-quality man with both "body and talent".

As a result, he successfully won the approval of the girl he likes, and the relationship has improved by leaps and bounds. He established a relationship not long ago, so he has always had dinner with his little girlfriend recently.

"It's not a question of whether there are classes or not. Now is a good time to watch the campus scenery."

Ximenxue saw that the two were still not in a hurry, so he hurriedly turned around and walked back, pulling the other with each hand and pushing them forward.

"Scenery? I've been watching the school's scenery for a year, and there's nothing new about it."

Yu Zhijie curled his lips lazily, and continued to bite the popsicle, obviously not interested in the campus scenery that Ximenxue said.

"The scenery Ximen said is not the scenery you think of. I think he is talking about the scenery made up of people, right? Hehe, summer is here! Let's go, the sun is very sunny."

Chen Tianhong understood the phrase "campus scenery" that Ximenxue said, it was a beautiful scenery, and it was also the exclusive benefit for boys in summer, so he thought of an excuse to speed up.

"Landscape made up of people? What do you mean?"

Yu Zhijie was at a loss until he arrived at the campus seven or eight minutes later. When he passed by the cafeteria, he saw the long, thin, straight and white legs before he understood the meaning of the two people's words. Instinctively slowed down.

Although Kyoto University is said to be a gathering place for female academics, the quality of the girls in the Department of Art and Literature is quite high. Besides, the female academics are not necessarily the glasses girls we imagined, but there are also many temperamental beauties.

Now it’s June again, and it’s the beginning of midsummer. It’s hot and cool, and there’s nothing wrong with wearing cool clothes. Girls either wear suspender skirts and short skirts, or crop tops and hot pants, even if they’re conservative girls. It is also five-point or cropped pants, and the slender legs will still be exposed.

At this time, Ximenxue's eyes had turned into radar, and the scanning mode was turned on from bottom to top. At this time, the role of the two teammates was revealed.

If a boy keeps staring at a girl's thigh, he will definitely be regarded as a "hooligan", and will even be given a soft punch by some aggressive girls, but if several boys watch it together, then it is not a hooligan. It is to prove that your charm is great.

In fact, this is not sex, after all, everyone will take a look at something that is pleasing to the eye, isn't it just for people to see when you show it?

Compared to Ximenxue, Yu Zhijie only dared to look secretly with a blushing face, while Chen Tianhong took a peek, only looking at those whose bodies and faces are relatively good, or those who are really white enough to reflect the light and make people dazzled. Take a look.

It's not that Chen Tianhong is picky, but he has seen more beautiful legs. After the poetry meeting that day, Chen Tianhong "chanted" two poems on Yi Fei's beautiful and round jade legs.

What poem?

The jade legs are slender and the waist is beautiful and silky, and the light shape is graceful and the steps are insane.
In summary, delicate and smooth, delicate and smooth!

The only regret is that one night, Chen Tianhong did not see Yifei wearing black silk, but only received an exquisite gift made by Liu Yifei himself, and a certain posture that was unlocked under his hint, which is a Chinese idiom.

Ups and downs, easy to understand!
And Yifei also agreed, and she will try to wear it when she has time, but she only wears it for Chen Tianhong to see alone. However, the production team of "Dragon Babu" has completed preparations, and Liu Yifei went to film with the team. Calculate the time, The two haven't seen each other for more than a month, and they can only chat through video calls every day for comfort.

It takes about 10 minutes to walk from the school gate to the boys' dormitory building at a normal walking speed, but they walked for almost an hour. The fastest one was Chen Tianhong, and the last one was Yu Zhijie. This is also a boring big boy.

What's more interesting is that when the three of them arrived at the dormitory, Yu Zhijie said with emotion: "Whether summer is beautiful or not, it all depends on the long legs!"

"Hehe, Zhijie, now you know what the real campus scenery is!"

Ximen Xue laughed and joked.

Yu Zhijie didn't answer, he took off his shoes and went to bed in embarrassment, and took a book to cover himself, but he hurriedly took the wrong one, and took the magazine bought by Ximenxue.

It's not a bad magazine, the pictures in it are just car models, but Yu Zhijie's unusually long legs made Yu Zhijie even more embarrassed.

"We have to find a way to find a girlfriend for Zhijie, and now he's single. Do you have a suitable one, Ximen?"

Chen Tianhong looked at Yu Zhijie who was shrunk under the blanket, and asked Ximenxue amusedly.

"I don't have any suitable ones for now, and I haven't found any good fish fry yet! Tianhong, don't you have a lot of female fans, why don't you find one for Zhijie."

Ximenxue filtered the fish in the pond and shook her head.

"Female fans? I think President Wang of the Literature Club is pretty good."

"boom"

Chen Tianhong and Ximenxue followed the sound and saw Yu Zhijie covering his head with complex expressions of excitement, anticipation, and fear on his face.

They suddenly understood that this guy has been secretly in love with Wang Qianwen, and it seems that they can find an opportunity to match up later!

Even Ximenxue, who once pursued Wang Qianwen, thought so. Compared with brothers, women naturally prefer the latter.

"Wait Tianhong, isn't the selection of the "King of Internet Literature" coming to an end?"

Yu Zhijie, who was covering his head, suddenly thought of something.

"What's the date today?"

Chen Tianhong asked subconsciously.

"June [-]st! My holiday!"

Ximen Xue replied with no face.

"Hehe, why are you celebrating Children's Day, Ximen? Do you want Dad to go to the store and buy you two candies?"

"Come on, how dare you mention this!"

Ximenxue was angry, Chen Tianhong's words reminded him of the unbearable past when he was called "Dad" for nothing.

The 404 dormitory was caught in a war.

Yu Zhijie's reminder was correct. The voting activity on the "King of Internet Literature" on the literature forum had been suspended this morning. At this time, a large conference room at the headquarters of the Writers Association was full of members of the Internet Literature Association.

In front of the long table on the rostrum, Shi Peilin, the president of the Internet Literature Association, sat in the middle seat, with the vice presidents on the left and right sides, and the core members of the Internet Association, including the old man Han who was betting with others.

"President Shi, all the association members in Beijing have arrived, can you see if we can start now?"

Secretary Xiao Liu looked at the sign-in form, nodded the heads of those present, walked quickly to Shi Peilin and said in a low voice.

"Well, let's get started!"

Shi Peilin took a sip of tea and nodded in agreement.

Xiao Liu walked to the side of the staff who controlled the projector, arranged a few words in a low voice, and then everyone saw the list of authors with the highest number of votes in twelve categories appearing on the double-sided curtain, and the corresponding selected works .

"This year's "King of Internet Literature" primary election has a promotion list for each category, and everyone will start voting."

Shi Peilin put down the tea cup in his hand and kicked off the prelude.

The process is the same as the previous ones. Voting will be conducted according to the twelve categories to select the top ten in each category, and then one hundred great writers will be selected from these advanced lists.

Xiao Liu put a list in front of each seat. After Shi Peilin finished speaking, the members of the association present began to vote on the classification of supernatural beings.

It took more than an hour to determine the top ten in each category. In fact, it was basically the same as the ranking of votes on the Internet, and there were only a few dark horses.

A total of 120 writers were selected in this round, why not [-]? This is because the works of some writers were selected into different categories at the same time.

Next, we continued to vote. This time, we voted to remove the nine extras. This round didn’t take too long, and it was done in 10 minutes. Those who were excluded were writers in several small categories such as supernatural, games, and military.

Secretary Xiao Liu will enter the confirmed list of the top [-] gods into the computer for archiving, and then simultaneously project it on the screen for display.

After the top [-] list came out, Shi Peilin and the others on the rostrum sat upright. They didn't participate in the dozen or so rounds of voting just now, and now is the real highlight.

"The list of the top [-] is out. Let's start the selection of the "Twelve Supremes". In principle, each person can only vote for one vote. If there is an equal number of votes, the final decision will be made by the seven of us. Do you have any opinions?"

Shi Peilin waited for a few minutes, and seeing that no one raised his hand to comment, he continued to speak.

"Okay, let's classify the supernatural first. I will come first. I will choose Maoshan Ninth Uncle."

The staff on the side hurriedly drew "one" on Maoshan Ninth Uncle's name. Subsequent votes were made by raising their hands like Shi Peilin, and they no longer used anonymous machine voting as in the previous rounds.

This is for the sake of fairness, and it is not too time-consuming, because there are less than [-] members of the Tennis Association Headquarters present, and ten minutes is enough for a round.

"I also vote for Maoshan Ninth Uncle."

The vice president on the right also raised his hand.

"Ninth Uncle Maoshan!"

"I vote for the four-eyed priest"

"Ninth Uncle Maoshan!"

Most people voted for this writer named "Maoshan Nine Uncles". He is very famous in the supernatural circle, and he is also the writer with the number one vote on the literary forum, so he was awarded the title of the No. [-] supernatural god There is no suspense, after all, the people of the Tennis Association also have to consider the opinions of readers.

"Let's start the military classification, this time you come first! I'm last, old horse, you go first."

Shi Peilin didn't speak first this time, but said to a vice president beside him.

"I'll go first! All right. Then I'll cast the blood lancet."

The vice president glanced at old man Han, with an inexplicable smile on his face,
"Hmph, I vote for Hongwen."

The old man Han snorted coldly. He knew that this person did it on purpose, not against Hongwen, but against him. To be precise, against the bet.

His vote is harmless, because it is impossible for everyone to do it like him.

"I also vote for Hongwen"

After 10 minutes, he returned to Shi Peilin's place. Seeing that Hongwen's votes were far ahead of No.2 on the screen, he sighed in his heart, his record had finally been broken!
"I vote for Hongwen!"

Shi Peilin expressed his choice.

Immediately afterwards, sports, games and other categories were selected in turn, and Xianxia and the supreme god of youth were also selected simultaneously. It was Hongwen
Until we come to the final category, fantasy!
At this time, the entire meeting room was silent, and everyone looked at Shi Peilin, waiting for him to speak.

"Hehe, you don't have to look at me like that, I know you guys want to know who I will vote for for Xuanhuan."

Shi Peilin smiled at the crowd, with a sense of freedom and comfort in his laughter, and also a trace of silence.

"Records are broken, even if there are doubts, they cannot be denied!"

"Everyone is like a dragon! I really hope that we web writers can fly in the sky like him. The sky is healthy, and the gentleman will continue to strive for self-improvement, fulfill his ambitions, and leave no whirling behind."

After Shi Peilin said these words, everyone understood who he would vote for. In fact, they would all vote for "Yangshen" and Hongwen, not only for the works. Quality, but for the ambition of "everyone is like a dragon".

This ambition reminded them of Hongwen's post on the literary forum, and of Hongwen's "Diary of a Madman", has it always been like this, right?
Of course not, web literature will eventually prove its own value, it is no worse than traditional literature!
Because I wait for web writers to "everyone is like a dragon"!And there are already real dragons appearing!His name is Hongwen!
There was no episode after that, Hongwen successfully won the first place in the fantasy category, and then was selected into the [Six Supremes], and in the final selection, he was unanimously elected as the [King of Online Literature].

So far, Chen Tianhong has become the benchmark for all web writers, because he is the youngest king of web texts ever!
He is also the only supreme god who has won the first place in four categories in a row so far!

And his legend is still going on!

(End of this chapter)