Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 44 You Don't Like It, Who Are You? (Thank you for the reward and monthly pass of Yutouwan)
Wang Changtian was a little surprised by He Ping's raising of his hand. Does the kid still want to struggle?

Wang Changtian felt that he could show the self-cultivation of a winner, and took the lead in applauding: "Okay, since Comrade Xiao He has something to say, let us welcome Comrade Xiao He to express his views."

He Ping didn't speak. He quietly looked at the people present for a few seconds, and said slowly and casually: "This is the first time I have participated in this kind of symposium, and I don't have much experience. Just say a few words according to the words of your predecessors."

"I published two novellas in "Science Fiction World" and Mr. Wang introduced it to everyone just now. I wonder if Mr. Wang forgot to introduce me and a novel published on "Contemporary" just now. Why didn't I see you mention it?"

He Ping's words made the smile on Wang Changtian's face gradually disappear, and no one dared to question him face to face for a long time.

"What is your purpose for not mentioning it? To paraphrase one of our comrades present, what is your intention?"

He Ping just looked at Wang Changtian calmly, until his eyes flickered a little.

"You don't say it, I don't say it, everyone knows it in their hearts. I can see it from your performance just now. I have to say, Mr. Wang, the team is well led. If this is the time of anti-siege, you This ability can really come in handy.

Unfortunately, this is in New China.

My original intention of writing science fiction is very simple, just to earn some royalties. This purpose can be said to be a bit vulgar, but it is what I need.All of you here should be workers or cadres, and it is difficult to understand the hardships of rural life.I have integrated every bit of my life into my creation, but I did not expect it to be so clumsy in the eyes of everyone.I can understand that you don't understand the things in these works, and everyone can discuss whether the literary works are good or not.But if a meeting, so-called a literary creation symposium, becomes a hunt for opponents or enemies just because of someone's selfishness, then this person is either stupid or bad, and these people participating in this meeting are no more than It's just this person's dog leg. "

Everyone in the conference room was a little surprised at He Ping's courage to directly lift the table, and Wang Changtian's face turned ashen.

His method of thick-faced and black-hearted, continuous fights and hits has been tried and tested for many years. He has embarrassed his opponents many times but is extremely aggrieved.

Yes, He Ping's behavior at this time is undoubtedly tantamount to scolding the street face to face. There is no need to be concerned about face with these rotten products.

"I would like to advise everyone, now is different from a few years ago, if you still carry that set of things in the sun, you will be punished, don't mislead others, and don't mistake yourself! Finally, I want to use To end my speech today, my works are loved by the people, don’t you like them? Who are you?”

He Ping ended his speech neatly, completely ignoring the faces of everyone present that were about to freeze, and even took a sip of tea in the mood.

After suffering for more than half an hour, I finally finished spraying, and the idea came to me.

"boom!"

The door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a male voice shouted: "Okay, it's good to say, 'The people like it, if you don't like it, who are you?'"

He Ping was so frightened that hot water spilled on his crotch. Damn, who is he so uncivil, I just finished pretending to be hot, and came here to spoil the atmosphere.

"Director Yu!"

"Director Yu!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and got up to say hello one after another. The whole meeting room was filled with the sound of pushing chairs to say hello.

He Ping was surprised, what director?

I saw Director Yu walking in front of He Ping, He Ping had to stand up out of politeness.

"You are Comrade He Ping?"

"It's me." He Ping was a little short of breath. After all, he just finished scolding someone and pretended to be aggressive, so the other party didn't come to help them out, did he?It doesn't sound like what he said just now.

"Okay, it really is a youthful spirit, scolding Fang Qiu."

Brother, you are boasting when you come up here, which is a bit unreasonable. Can you introduce yourself.

"I'm Yu Zhiyong, director of the County Cultural Bureau."

Damn, you can read minds?
"Hello Director Yu."

"Hehe, Director Mao of your commune has told me about your situation. Young people can concentrate on building the countryside and at the same time not forgetting literary creation. Good! It is worth learning for all young people."

He Ping blushed, and I didn't want to, it was purely for food, "You are too much, I just gave it to earn some manuscript fees."

"Be humble, you are a real gentleman, unlike some people who talk about doctrines and think in their hearts." Director Yu said pointedly.

He Ping was overjoyed, it seemed that this guy was very dissatisfied with Wang Changtian and the others, an enemy's enemy is a friend.

Standing behind Yu Zhiyong, Li Feng looked enviously at the cordial conversation between the chief and He Ping, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.

Originally, when He Ping was criticized by everyone, he was still worried about He Ping. Everyone was young and had known each other for a while. He Ping's character and talent were obvious to all. his.

However, He Ping's tough operation behind him made Li Feng look straight. He had never seen such an unruly comrade, who scolded the street face to face!
What made Li Feng even more unexpected was that Director Yu, who was listening to the whole process outside the door, was not only not angry with He Ping's performance, but praised him loudly.

"At first I thought about inviting Comrade He Ping to join our Ping County Writers Association, but now it seems that I have to wait." Director Yu said regretfully.

He Ping thought that it would not be uncommon for you to invite me to come, but seeing what Director Yu meant, the writers' association would be in trouble.

"I'm still young, let this kind of opportunity be left to the seniors."

He Ping's words made a group of people in the Writers' Association hate their teeth itching.

"I didn't realize that Comrade He Ping is really virtuous, haha!" Yu Zhiyong laughed, of course he understood the meaning of He Ping's words, and the county writers' association, like a bird, may not be willing to invite someone to come.

Ever since Director Yu came in, Wang Changtian realized that he had made a big mistake today, and what Director Yu said to He Ping later made Wang Changtian feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Seeing Director Yu looking at him, Wang Changtian said with a smile, "Director Yu."

Instead of the cold eyebrows he imagined, Director Yu said with a smile on Wang Changtian's face, "Mr. Wang has worked hard today, the symposium went well, and the team is even better!"

Hearing Director Yu's words, Wang Changtian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was as smart as a man who didn't understand the subtext of Director Yu's words.

　The last chapter violated the rules and is being revised. I am sorry for affecting your reading experience.

　　
　
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