So red that everything is black

Chapter 38 Red (Nineteen)

After the new book was put on the shelves, "Blood Dress" received extremely high first orders and entered the top ten.

Editor Liu Yun sent a message: "Congratulations to Teacher Guifu on the sales of his new book!"

Wen Xinlan sent a compliment: "It's Liu Da's guidance. Thank you very much for Liu Da's help in revising the first three chapters!"

"Teacher Guifu still has a good foundation in his works!" Liu Yun finished and threw over a link, "A writers forum will be held in Haicheng next week, and some well-known editors and first-line writers will be invited to give lectures. Are you interested in participating, Teacher Guifu? ?”

In ten years of writing articles, Wen Xinlan has never participated in such a forum.

In the past, this kind of forum required a certain well-known writer or a writer above level 3 to redeem points in order to participate. Xiaopoujie like Wen Xinlan, who couldn't even sign a contract, was not even qualified.

Although social phobia makes her shy to meet people, Wen Xinlan is too curious about what other famous writers look like and what the private life of professional writers is like.

"I want to go, please help me sign up for Liuda!"

Liu Yun replied with an "OK" gesture and then sent the invitation letter.

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With the manuscript in hand, the writer does not panic.

"Blood Dress" has accumulated a lot of manuscripts and can continue to be updated steadily for a period of time.

Wen Xinlan packed her suitcase and took the high-speed train to Haicheng again.

The writers forum hosted by Wenyuange was held in a five-star hotel owned by YCEC.

Occasionally, a few writers would greet her when they saw her, "Hi, Guifu!"

"A millionaire lady!"

"Guifu is here too!"

"Hi! Hello!" Wen Xinlan couldn't match their pen names and faces, but she seemed to have seen them on the column avatars on the internal ranking board.

She found her ticket, which was in the middle.

As soon as I sat down, I found that the base of the wall was on the right.

"Brother Qiang Gen? Are you here too?"

The wall surrounded the surroundings and said: "Well, it seems that we are the only ones attending the conference for the first time. The others are all regulars."

"What is this forum for?"

"It's nothing more than conveying the spirit of the superior's documents, opening a writing guidance department, and bragging about Wenyuange Company's reputation, and it's just a meal."

"Brother Qiang Gen is brilliant!" Wen Xinlan gave a thumbs up.

After the meeting began, the president and editor-in-chief of Wenyuange made an opening speech.

Later, deputy editor-in-chief Luo E asked the conference staff to issue a "Letter of Initiative", advocating that every participating writer refuse plagiarism, oppose following trends, not judge heroes by the number of clicks and income, and advocate slowing down, reducing quantity, and improving quality.

The other writers didn't even read the content and signed their names directly on the proposal.

It was the first time Wen Xinlan saw this kind of scene, and she read it from beginning to end.

Seeing that she didn't sign, Qiang Gen asked, "Is there any problem?"

Wen Xinlan wondered: "We are considered unique exceptions, but if we ask other writers not to follow the trend, wouldn't it mean that 99% of the works would be removed from the shelves? Also, if we talk about slowing down, reducing the volume, and improving the quality, if the online writing Daily updates, weekly updates, monthly updates, is there anyone here to watch?"

Qiang Gen smiled: "A document has been issued from above. Wenyuan Pavilion organized a forum and asked us to sign the proposal and it will be implemented. No one has the ability to carry out reforms that require strenuous efforts. Sign it quickly! Otherwise, others will think it's true. You support plagiarism and following trends!"

Wen Xinlan signed her name aggrievedly and laughed at herself: "If we had followed the trend and plagiarized earlier, we wouldn't have been silent for so many years in vain!"

In the afternoon, two platinum masters from Wenyuan Pavilion gave lessons.

Many writers sitting in the front row fell asleep listening to it.

At five or six o'clock in the evening, the meeting ended.

Everyone suddenly became energetic and greeted each other to go out for dinner.

Qiang Gen said: "Would you like to go have a meal together?"

Wen Xinlan replied: "Okay!"

After walking out of the venue, the participating writers changed their dull atmosphere and started chatting happily in small groups.They seemed to know each other and had a good personal relationship.

After carpooling to the restaurant, there was an oversized round table in an oversized private room, which could accommodate more than thirty people dining at the same time.

Some people went to order food, some brought drinks, and some brought a bunch of snacks and melon seeds.

Wen Xinlan sat quietly next to the wall, listening to a group of well-known writers chatting and gossiping, and she kept saying "Wow" in surprise in her heart.

A certain writer is with a famous internet celebrity?

A certain writer married a female editor?
A certain writer and his ex-wife beat each other up?
A certain writer is a super Aquaman who specializes in deceiving female college students?
So-and-so writer should not be judged by his appearance!

Until it was said that a certain male writer was not good, everyone's attention focused on the hotly searched Wang Guifu.

Wen Xinlan's hand that was eating melon seeds suddenly froze, "What, what's wrong?"

Bailong Stewed Vermicelli said: "A new friend is here, why don't you introduce yourself?"

Wen Xinlan quickly brushed off the melon seed crumbs on her hands, stood up and said, "Hello everyone! First time we meet! I'm Guifu!"

He didn't recognize the dumplings, so he took a sip of salt soda and said, "Are you Guifu?"

"it's me!"

Loach took a handful of dumplings and asked, "You don't even know a millionaire lady?"

"No, the name is familiar to me, and I was so beautifully dressed that I didn't recognize him at first!"

Tonight's dinner is a match between our good friends from Qianggen, the Loach Group.

Although Qiang Gen had dined with Niyi several times, it was also the first time for other great writers to meet him, so they introduced themselves: "Hello everyone, this is my first time meeting you, I am Qiang Gen."

Ni Loach said: "Actually, Qiang Gen and I have known each other for a long time, but today is the first time I see Guifu himself!"

Wen Xinlan replied: "I'm ashamed. I haven't signed a contract before, so I'm not qualified to participate in this kind of forum. This is my first time!"

Everyone knows the story of a millionaire lady who persisted in obscurity for ten years.

Fried Tenderloin comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, the lady is popular now, you can come and play often in the future!"

Eating puffer fish raw 404: "I heard that the noble lady has signed a lot of endorsements, and her ability to attract money is no worse than that of the platinum master!"

Wen Xinlan waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, they are just a few local endorsements. They cannot be on the stage and cannot be compared with you!"

Loach asked: "Where is the lady from?"

"A native of Wencheng, a native of Wencheng, Wendong Province."

"Wendong Province?" Loach scratched his head, "I remember that the red dace is also from Wendong, right? The same goes for Dagao, Lily Lily, and Narcissus."

Wen Xinlan asked in shock: "Are you talking about the platinum writers Hong Dao and Da Gao?"

"That's right, you don't know about your own province? Doesn't your provincial alliance hold meetings to organize activities?"

Wen Xinlan said ashamedly: "I have just submitted my application for the municipal association, and I am not yet a provincial association member!"

Eating Pufferfish Raw 404 comforted: "It doesn't matter. When you join the Municipal Writers Association and get to know some friends in this city, you can get to know some friends in this province later. You can also have companions when you go out to play in the future. Take your time!"

Loach said: "I'm quite familiar with Qi Rui Lily. I'll pass her CC to you later. You guys know each other!"

"Okay, thank you!"

As Ni Loach and Wen Xinlan added each other as friends, Ni Loach pulled Wen Xinlan into another CC group.

When the two became friends, the other writers brought up the subject of driving.

"You don't know, the fried tomatoes and potatoes drive so fast that they can fly on the highway!"

"I don't dare to drive anymore. Last time I just flipped over into a ditch."

Wen Xinlan listened to half of the words and mistakenly thought that everyone was referring to the luxury car for transportation.

When the words fell to her, Wen Xinlan said weakly: "I can't drive!"

(End of this chapter)