I am the king of hard rice

Chapter 112

Seeing that they had calmed down, Li Peifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the purpose of Li Peifeng's roll call, to try to prevent the three of them from communicating without knowing what Huang Tianxuan's intentions are.

Otherwise, he is afraid of dying and doesn't even know how he died!

"To judge whether a novel has literary value and literariness, everyone understands that there are generally two criteria. First, whether it has written rich and profound humanity and life? Second, whether it has any influence on the literary language of the nation. contribution?"

"Student Wu Wenyue just now is my friend. He commented on my works. I think it's saving face for me, because even I think I can't write well. The two standards I mentioned just now, how can these books Doesn’t occupy any of them. So is there any online literature currently on the market that occupies those two? Yes, but I think there are very few, so few that there are only two or three books, and they only touch a little bit..."

"What do I mean by saying these words now? I just want to say a disclaimer first, and I will criticize myself as worthless. I hope that students will be merciful when waiting for the interactive session."

"How clever you are!"

"Appreciate~~~"

"Clap clap~"

The atmosphere at the scene was still very good, with laughter and applause at the same time.

In the following time, Li Peifeng saw that the three girls stopped whispering to each other, and stopped being distracted, and focused on speaking wholeheartedly.

From the characteristics of online literature, I talked about my own experience in creating online literature, from the failure lessons of writing male-based novels at the beginning, to the successful experience of writing female-lead novels when I moved to female-based novels.

After chatting for more than an hour, Li Peifeng looked at the moon outside the window, estimated that it was time for the next session, and then made a brief conclusion. Amidst the warm applause of the audience, he nodded to Zhao Qingge in the audience .

"Due to time constraints, today's lecture will be here first."

Zhao Qingge didn't stand up either, but just took the microphone and said, "Next, if you have any questions, you can raise your hand to ask. After you raise your hand, a staff member will send the microphone over."

Before he finished speaking, many people raised their hands, and some stood up and raised their hands.

The on-site staff was a male student from the Student Union of the Faculty of Arts, who was responsible for the chores of this lecture, including handing over the microphone.

Seeing so many people raising their hands now, he couldn't tell who raised their hands for a while, so he scanned around, and just approached, and found the most beautiful girl among the crowd who raised their hands.

Well, it's just you, who made you look beautiful with red hair?

Stepping forward, he handed the microphone to a sweet-looking girl with rare bright red long hair and exquisite makeup.

Seeing the other party, Li Peifeng's heart was suspended: "You have to give it to her!"

"Thanks, my question is..."

The red-haired beauty took the microphone and said calmly: "Writer Li, Colonel Li, why do you write men's videos that are not popular, but write women's videos but write platinum? Is this because you are very good at dealing with girls?" relation?"

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

There was an uproar, and faint laughter came from the audience.

(Journalism sophomore 174, sweet voice, love to write) Tang Feng, this is the note of the red-haired beauty on Li Peifeng's WeChat.

It was also her who deleted Li Peifeng after he signed with Platinum and sent him to Moments.

There is no way, there are always some bad women who don't keep their promises, they clearly agreed, once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it ends up being over once, and they still want to meet every night greedily!After being rejected, she became angry from embarrassment, and became at odds with the scumbag again. She selectively forgot the fact that she was the one who jumped on her own initiative...

Li Peifeng quickly glanced in the direction of his parents, smiled and said: "Writing is writing, and interpersonal communication is interpersonal communication. Both introverted and extroverted people can write good works, so I don't think there is much relationship between the two."

Tang Feng hummed: "Then let me make it clearer. What I mean is that you have such a good relationship with the opposite sex and have so many female friends around you. This will definitely allow you to grasp female psychology more accurately, and provide your females with a better understanding of novel writing." Did it help a lot?"

"Hahaha~"

Shen Liao in the back row put down his wine glass, happily saying, "This little fairy is here to make trouble."

"Damn it, the show is just beginning!"

"Pour the wine and pour the wine! I can't take it anymore!"

"Gone."

Bai Qingchuan was helpless: "There's half a bottle in total, the six of us drink it, and it's gone after one mouthful per person."

"Hey, I still have some melon seeds..."

"It's almost even! By the way, which courtyard does this beauty belong to? What's the story with the school grass? Do you know?"

"There are so many romantic stories in the school, who can remember them all?"

"It's probably enough for him to write a 300 million-word autobiography."

At this moment, the other viewers are just like Shen Liao, eating melons!

I can't wait to have some melon seeds, and eat melons while eating melon seeds.

Oops, they love it so much...

"Help is definitely there, and everyone around me has helped me with my writing."

Li Peifeng wasn't in a panic either. He had expected this kind of situation, and avoided the edge lightly: "Anything and anyone that happens in your life will help you write. The so-called writers are a group of people who turn the problems in life into A person who writes into words, composes stories, and writes for others. Maybe the writer does not need to have a wonderful and ups and downs life experience, but he must have keen observation and understanding, so that he can feel from the ordinary scenes in life Get into the emotion and write it down with a pen..."

Tang Feng interrupted: "Then I used to be your female friend, did I help you in writing?"

"Appreciate~"

"Hahaha~"

"Clap clap clap~"

Applause, laughter, and whistles filled the entire classroom...

"Yueyue."

Yu Huizhi looked puzzled: "Did this red-haired girl have anything to do with Fengfeng? Otherwise, why did she talk like that?"

Wu Wenyue chuckled: "I don't know the specifics, you can ask him later."

Then Xu Maning said again: "Auntie, don't count the two of us. Do you think there are many beautiful girls in the classroom?"

Yu Huizhi looked around the room subconsciously, slightly surprised: "1, 2, 3...there are quite a few!"

Xu Maning nodded: "If there are fifty beauties in the classroom, and it is said that all fifty are Li Peifeng's female friends, then some of them must be wronged, but every other counts as one, and some of them must slip through the net."

Yu Huizhi is so old and sweet, she was pleasantly surprised: "Huh? You are so popular?"

Li Qiyuan frowned, and reminded his wife in a low voice: "We always came to the capital before, but we didn't go to the North China Normal University campus to learn about the relationship between Fengfeng and his classmates."

"It seems that he entered once when he started school..."

Yu Huizhi was puzzled: "Then what's the matter?"

After all, Li Qiyuan is a university teacher who is proficient in Marxism-Leninism-Maoism. He can see the essence of affairs through the surface. After entering the campus today, he has already noticed that something is wrong. It's as simple as I said..."

"Boom~"

Zhao Qingge stood up, patted the microphone, covered it with a loud noise, and said with a serious expression, "It's ok, the lecture time is limited, please ask each student who is selected to ask a maximum of two questions, and give other students a chance to ask questions."

"please answer my question."

The students from the student union had already stepped forward, and Tang Feng said something unwillingly before returning the microphone.

"I would say the person who helped me the most in my writing..."

The old god Li Peifeng is there, and Tai Chi is so perfect: "It must be my parents. The cultural influence in the family and the unconditional support of my parents are very important. And my mentor Zhao Qingge, I can’t get to where I am today, I absolutely can’t do without Thanks to what she taught me..."

Balabala flattered Yu Huizhi and Li Qiyuan, and Zhao Qingge's face changed from cloudy to sunny, with a smile in his eyes.

"Okay, is there any other students who want to ask questions?"

Farewell to one questioner and move on to the next.

"Shhhh~"

Another group of people raised their hands, and the male cadre glanced at them, his eyes lit up.

Oh, there is a white hair here, and the white hair will always be a god!
The male cadre did not change his temperament, and picked the most beautiful girl again.

But this girl has dyed long white hair, looks glamorous, and has simple and elegant makeup...

(Psychological Research 172 [-], considerate, black-bellied) Why Meng.

Li Peifeng covered his forehead and sighed silently.

Here we go again, why the fuck do you know him?

You gang of bad women are here to do dungeons, haven't you?
The person who handed the microphone was also a damn lazy person, so he just picked it up on that beautiful girl...

"Peifeng...ah no, Writer Li."

He Yimeng smiled and said: "I finished reading the few books you wrote yesterday. Although they are all female protagonists, there are very few delicate and sweet emotional dramas in the traditional sense that little girls love to read. Even Yes, the relationship between the male and female protagonists is also written in a joking tone and a spoofing attitude. I have read all your female channel works, and found that there is no exception."

"So, my question is Pei Feng... Writer Li, did you choose because you haven't really experienced an unforgettable relationship, don't know what love is, can't write about true love, and don't know what love is in your heart? What not to write?"

(End of this chapter)