After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 387 With you here, can web writers be bullied?
Seeing Zou Yingde still looking confused, Zhu Yanlin was amused, and even lost his temper a little.

"Old Zou, let me tell you something. In terms of the taxation of manuscript fees, a department has done statistics specifically. The tax paid by online writers is three times that of traditional writers."

"Also, every time our Writers' Association has activities, Laoshi and his branch support the most. Although it is voluntary, it is reasonable. The Writers' Association has taken advantage of the Internet Literature Association in some aspects, but..."

Having said that, Zhu Yanlin stopped talking, hesitation appeared in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"What?"

Zou Yingde was still struggling with the "reading comprehension" of "Ball of Fat", and he was even more confused by Zhu Yanlin's sudden turn.

Aren't you talking about "Ball of Fat", well, how did it get involved in the taxation of manuscript fees, and the Internet Literature Association.

He knew that Zhu Yanlin was telling the truth. Don't look down on some traditional writers in the circle, but in terms of paying taxes to the country and supporting the Writers' Association in terms of money, it was undoubtedly the highest among all branches.

No way, online writers make money relatively speaking, much faster than traditional writers who publish physical books.

Although the top-level traditional writers earn more than web writers, the threshold for web writing is low and the base of authors is huge, and it is not difficult for those web writers at the level of gods to earn millions a year.

"However, the benefits that the Internet Literature Association enjoys in the Writers Association are much worse than other associations. Many associations do not interact with them, and some people say that what they say is too much."

"So, old Zou, do you think the Internet Literature Association is like the Ball-of-Fat in the book, those writers who gossip, and some related departments who only know to ask for it, do they look like the group of people in the book?"

Zhu Yanlin expressed his own understanding. After speaking, his face shook violently, because he was also included in that group of people. After all, he is now the president of the Writers Association.

"Forehead"

After listening to the first sentence, Zou Yingde actually felt it, but not as deeply as he thought.

It is understandable to compare the Internet Literature Association to Suif, but it is a bit too much to compare them to the group of selfish and despicable people in the book.

Has the president become so ruthless that he even turned himself into a villain?

Is everyone really going too far with web writers?
No, that is, I don’t talk to Shi Peilin very much, I don’t bring them in some activities, and I don’t have so many committee members for them. Occasionally, I occasionally criticize online works, but there should be nothing else.

But, it seems, it's not very good to do this, after all, people are very supportive of the activities organized by the Writers Association, and they even buy gifts for everyone during the holidays.

Thinking of this, Zou Yingde fell silent, and Zhu Yanlin didn't speak any more.

The room was silent for seven or eight minutes, and Zou Yingde couldn't hold back at first.

"No, I have to ask this stinky boy, what does he mean? What's the matter? He beat Zhao Wenhua in the face with "Diary of a Madman". In the past two years, his wings have hardened, and he even made a sequel. He beat "Ball of Fat" Is it the face of our writing association?"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and called Chen Tianhong directly.

Zhu Yanlin originally wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, he decided to ask clearly before speaking, maybe he was wrong, and that child was simply satirizing the bourgeoisie of that era in France.

But after waiting for more than a minute, Zou Yingde did not hear any questions.

"Old Zou, what's the matter?"

"The brat is on the phone, I'll call later."

The corners of Zou Yingde's mouth twitched, and he shook his phone helplessly.

"He's pretty busy."

Zhu Yanlin cursed with a smile, his eyes stayed on the lunch box on the table for a few seconds, but he still had no appetite.

"President, the food is cold, how about I heat it up for you?"

"No, I'll let Xiao Yan go."

While talking, Zhu Yanlin picked up the phone, and soon a middle-aged man came in with a lunch box to warm up the dishes.

"Old Zou, you said the other "Border Town" is beautifully written?"

"Yes, President, the style of "Ball of Fat" is completely different."

"Then sit down and rest for a while, and I'll take a look."

Zhu Yanlin didn't let Zou Yingde go. After saying a word, he picked up another manuscript by himself.

And Zou Yingde didn't intend to leave, he sat on the sofa and continued to make calls to Chen Tianhong, but he made several calls, all of which were in the middle of the call.

In this way, waiting for Zhu Yanlin to finish reading "Border Town", the phone call did not go through.

"Who is this kid calling? It's been more than an hour. He won't block me, will he?"

Zou Yingde suddenly came up with such an idea, why don't the president try to lay it down?

Muttering, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Yanlin, only to see that this person's brows were frowning again, and his heart skipped a beat.

"No. No, "Border Town" also has metaphors that I didn't see, right?"

Zhu Yanlin felt Zou Yingde's gaze and said.

"Old Zou, sometimes I'm skeptical. If you didn't say that he wrote it all by himself and only read the manuscript, who would believe that it was written by one person, the brain of Tianhong?"

While talking, Zhu Yanlin didn't know how to describe it.

He frowned just now not because of any metaphors in "Border Town", but because he was feeling that such an article was written by a young man in his 20s.

"He is indeed a genius, but some talents are used on us."

Zhu Yanlin's words showed that "Border Town" had no other meaning, which made Zou Yingde heave a sigh of relief, but then he complained again.

"Hehe, what's the matter, hasn't Tianhong got through yet?"

After watching "Border Town", Zhu Yanlin's mood improved a lot, and he even called him "Tianhong" affectionately.

"I haven't got through. I've been on the phone all the time. President, why don't you make a call? Now I suspect that this kid has blocked my phone number."

Zou Yingde said angrily, Zhu Yanlin was amused, but he still took out his mobile phone and called Chen Tianhong.

As a result, what I heard was a sentence from the customer service lady, "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on the phone."

Because of his hands-free, Zou Yingde also heard it, "President, won't the brat block you too?"

Zhu Yanlin: "."

In fact, Chen Tianhong didn't block anyone. He was making a video call with Liu Yifei. The two of them hadn't seen each other for more than a month. It was normal for Chen Tianhong to talk on the phone for more than an hour.

"Tianhong, the tables and chairs here have a sense of history. According to the principal, they have a history of nearly a hundred years."

Liu Yifei on the other side of the phone looked like she was in a small church, and she was changing the camera to show Chen Tianhong.

"Just listen to his nonsense. The tables and chairs that have been around for nearly a hundred years can be put on display in museums, and will they be released to you for filming?"

Chen Tianhong curled his lips, he didn't believe it at all, these words could also deceive the innocent Liu Yifei.

Recently, Liu Yifei is not in China, but went to film in the UK. It is a large-scale production film with an investment of nearly [-] million. From the director to the actors, they are all top-notch in the entertainment industry. With Liu Yifei's current popularity, she has not become the number one female.

But being selected as the second female lead is enough to prove Yifei's current acting skills, because the script was not written by Chen Tianhong, and the investor was not Yajue Film and Television. Liu Yifei was chosen mostly because of her own strength. Playing this role well does not mean considering Chen Tianhong's influence and his face.

"Tianhong, it's true. This classroom is not open to the public. We can borrow it for filming. In fact, we are also honored by you. Director Guan and Producer Huo said that they would invite you to dinner when they go back, heck, but, I I have eaten several big meals for you."

Liu Yifei stuck out her naughty little tongue and giggled.

"Dipped in my light?"

Chen Tianhong was at a loss when he heard it. He had no friendship with the principal of Cambridge University, and he had never met him.

Is it because of Pearson?

Liu Yifei's big-budget movie needs to be filmed abroad. Britain is only the first stop, and she will go to other countries later. A month ago, Chen Tianhong called Pearson, asking him to take care of Yifei.

Although Liu Yifei now has assistants and bodyguards when she goes out to film, but when she is abroad, it is more appropriate to find a local tycoon.

"You forgot Mr. Pearson you brought me to see last time. He heard that I came to England to film, so he called. By the way, Mr. William has been following the crew. This time we can go to Cambridge University to film. The principal he was looking for"

Liu Yifei briefly explained the matter. She didn't know that Chen Tianhong called Pearson, but she knew that she didn't have that much face.

"Then it seems that the rumors are true. It is said that Cambridge University became a world-renowned university with the support of the royal family in the early years. Now, it owes Pearson another favor."

Chen Tianhong muttered something, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because the relationship between him and Pearson has not been broken in the past two years, and the "Detective Sherlock Holmes Collection" written by himself has helped Britain to promote it well.

Therefore, the British government also built the virtual No. 221 Baker Street in the novel, which is the address of Sherlock Holmes, which attracted many book fans from all over the world to visit, and imperceptibly drove the development of London's tourism industry.

He didn't care, but Liu Yifei became worried. The debt of favor is the hardest to repay.

"Tianhong, this won't make it difficult for you, will it?"

"It's okay. It just so happens that I plan to write a new case of Sherlock Holmes in the last two days. Pearson must be very happy to know. By the way, Yifei, how long are you going to film in England?"

"I guess it will take one to two months. It didn't take long at first. This is not a lot of scenes that I didn't think of before. Mr. William came forward to negotiate and made some changes to the script."

Liu Yifei said truthfully.

"It will be a holiday in a few days after one to two months. I will go home to see my parents, uncles and aunts, and then go to England to find you. I haven't seen you for more than a month. I miss you very much. You miss me. No?"

"Ah, you are coming to England. I want to, of course I miss you."

Liu Yifei was pleasantly surprised at first, and then said shyly.

Afterwards, the two of them had some more sweet talk before hanging up the phone reluctantly.

As soon as the phone was hung up, more than a dozen consecutive text messages sounded, which shocked Chen Tianhong.

When he saw that Zhu Yanlin and Zou Yingde hadn't answered the phone, he was quite puzzled. He hadn't heard of any communication meeting held by the Writers Association recently, and he didn't think about his own contribution.

Chen Tianhong called Zhu Yanlin first, "Hey, president, I was just playing video with Yifei, what can you do for me?"

Zhu Yanlin on the phone finally finished his lunch and was chatting with Zou Yingde about "Border Town". When he saw Chen Tianhong's call coming in, his face instantly dropped, and he hadn't forgotten to turn on the speakerphone before speaking.

"Chen Tianhong, Ball of Suet is well written!"

""Suet Ball"? President, you have read my submitted works. Why is the efficiency of our Writers Association so high now?"

Chen Tianhong was very surprised. According to the normal process, the manuscript submitted yesterday would have to wait ten and a half months before reaching the president.

However, his last words of surprise fell into the ears of Zhu Yanlin and Zou Yingde, and became the efficiency of this kid's work in the Diss Writers' Association again.

"Chen Tianhong, you brat, last time I told you to write "Diary of a Madman", I didn't expect you to dare to write it. Tell me, Mr. Bird, Mrs. Bird, the Earl and the nun in the book all Who are you referring to?"

Zou Yingde couldn't bear it anymore, and started roaring mode at the phone, the veins on his face were faintly bulging.

Instead, Zhu Yanlin gave him a calm look.

"Er Zou, you are here too! I didn't write the continuation of "Diary of a Madman", and they didn't refer to anyone in "Ball of Fat". They belonged to a class, representing the aristocratic bourgeoisie in the 18s. "

Chen Tianhong said in a weak voice.

"Hehe, you kid, stop being sloppy. Why, dare to write or admit it? Do you want me to explain it for you?"

Zhu Yanlin snorted coldly.

"Cough cough. Chairman, Mr. Zou, the conscience of heaven and earth! "Ball of Fat" is really not "Diary of a Madman" II. I just read the history of France again, and it's purely out of feeling."

"However... I think that people like Ball of Fat exist in any era. They give generously and sincerely, but are taken for granted by the other party, and selfless goodwill, but are ignored by the other party. In the face of gains and losses, human nature Selfishness is far beyond our imagination, alas, the bottom of the abyss is unfathomable.”

"President, what this kid said is quite reasonable."

Zou Yingde whispered to Zhu Yanlin.

Zhu Yanlin nodded, the phrase "the abyss has a bottom, and people's hearts are unpredictable" is very suitable for his taste.

Chen Tianhong's words continued: "For example, our web writers are considered by some people to be kind and easy to bully. Maybe they didn't do as much as Mr. Bird and the others, but well, we didn't get what we deserved. Some respect!"

"Of course, they are only a small group of people. Most of them are like the president, Zou Lao, you are high-spirited, selfless, and help each other."

"Stop, stop, Tianhong, you are almost ready."

"Cough cough."

Seeing that Chen Tianhong's words became more and more outrageous, Zhu Yanlin and Zou Yingde couldn't listen anymore. They both knew that this little mouth was very good at speaking, and they had discussed with the president of the United States.

"President, I'm telling the truth, you see how disrespected we online writers are, and the collection activities in the library prove it! I don't mean anything else, I can't let others bully me, that is, writing a book , to show our current pitiful situation, it’s just selling and selling.”

Zhu Yanlin: "."

Zou Yingde: "."

It's just selling miserably, you're pointing your nose and cursing people, it's only been two years since the "Diary of a Madman", and you've published another "Ball of Fat" that is even worse than it, in the book you We have just seen how those people are portrayed.

The two really want to say something now, with you here, can web writers still be bullied?

"Tianhong, this matter cannot be decided by our Writers' Association family, but I can promise you, I will find a way, okay, let's not talk about it, come and meet us for tea when you have time, let's do it first."

In the end, Zhu Yanlin, who wanted to "invoke the teacher to inquire about the crime", chose to stand in the same camp as Chen Tianhong.

In this regard, Zou Yingde also expressed his support with both hands, not to mention that the online writers are members of their writers association, the article "Suet Ball" will definitely resound throughout the country, and even win foreign literary awards.

At that time, who is willing to be that small group of people?Who wants to be a villain?
Believe me, no one would be that stupid.

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