So red that everything is black

Chapter 73 Big Red (Thirteen)
The two walked out of the villa, and Ye Xuesong went to move the car.

As soon as Pei Yuan sat in the passenger seat, he smoothed his hair and checked his appearance in the mirror.

Ye Xuesong turned the steering wheel and looked sideways at his friend, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"like what?"

"A peacock in courtship."

Pei Yuan refused to admit defeat and asked, "Do you know what you look like?"

"What am I like?"

"A silly peacock who failed in courtship."

"C! Grandpa, I won't accompany you anymore!" Ye Xuesong stopped the car and turned off the engine.

Pei Yuan hugged his friend's arm and begged with tears in his eyes, "Brother, stay! It's not convenient for me to pick him up alone now! Please give me a ride!"

Ye Xuesong couldn't bear the pressure from his friends, so he finally drove Pei Yuan to the Anjiang Hotel in the small, broken car that was not particularly valuable.

Wen Xinlan received the call and walked out of the lobby.

Ye Xuesong rolled down the window and raised his arms, "Hi, Teacher Guifu."

"Teacher Xuesong! Teacher Pei Yuan!" Wen Xinlan trotted into the car, "How could I be so virtuous and talented that two literary superstars could pick me up?"

Pei Yuan said with a smile: "We are just wage earners, and those at the forum tonight are the fathers of our traditional writers."

Wen Xinlan fastened her seat belt, "If I say something wrong tonight, you can hold me back."

Pei Yuan was confused: "Why do you say that?"

Wen Xinlan replied: "Don't mention it. I have attended several annual meetings before, and there are always people who come to find fault with me. I am also an outspoken person, so I will talk back to each other, and I am afraid I will offend a lot of people. I don't want to cause you any more trouble today. .”

Ye Xuesong chuckled, "I didn't expect that Teacher Guifu has quite a personality!"

*
After an hour's drive, the three of them parked in the parking lot of the Dongjiao Hotel.

I saw a red banner hanging horizontally at the door: 2XXX Publishing Industry High-Level Forum - and 2XXX Ordering and Project Negotiation Meeting.

Wen Xinlan followed Pei Yuan and Ye Xuesong out of the car and entered the venue with an invitation letter.

Different from the luxurious style of Wenyuange and Menglei, the publishing industry forum is more low-key and simple, a bit like a tea party for veteran cadres of state-owned enterprises.

The ladies present rarely wore gorgeous long dresses, but mostly smart business suits.

Men also have a cool style, with few bright accessories.

Pei Yuan walked in front with Wen Xinlan, and Ye Xuesong lazily followed them behind.

"Editor Zhang!"

"Mr. He!"

"Teacher Pei Yuan is here! Teacher Xuesong!"

When editor Zhang Zhenxing saw Wen Xinlan, his eyes lit up, "Hey, isn't this Teacher Guifu, who is very popular this year?"

"Hello, Editor Zhang! My name is Guifu."

"Teacher Guifu has been very busy recently! He can hardly attend one annual meeting after another."

"No no!"

"Teacher Guifu, are you interested in coming to the publishing industry?"

"I don't know much about publishing, so I would like to ask Editor Zhang for some advice!" Zhang Zhenxing said to Pei Yuan, "Teacher Pei Yuan, please help me pass Teacher Guifu's CC business card to me, so that we can get to know each other."

Pei Yuan nodded, "Okay, I will push your business card to Teacher Guifu later and ask her to add you."

A few people were talking when a very enthusiastic middle-aged man came over and said, "Teacher Guifu, I have long admired your name!"

"Don't dare."

The visitor is also the editor-in-chief of a famous publishing house, named Li Heliang.

"Teacher Guifu just came out of the industry this year and has been on the rich list of writers. His future is limitless! Can we leave our contact information?"

"Okay." The two of them left each other's mobile phone numbers.

Afterwards, a middle-aged man wearing a brown suit with thinning hair came forward. He was a traditional writer named Sui Handong.

Sui Handong's tone was not very friendly, "Teacher Guifu is such a rare visitor! There are not many online writers attending the meeting tonight!"

In the writer's circle, traditional writers have always looked down upon online writers.

Among the writers invited here today, apart from Meng Lei, there are a few familiar Internet writers, there are very few writers from Wenyuan Pavilion, and there is even no small website. This is enough to prove that there are still barriers between traditional writers and Internet writers.

The truth is just as Wen Xinlan expected, no matter where she goes, there are always a few people looking for trouble.

Since it was not the home of Internet writers, Wen Xinlan couldn't be too arrogant, so she had to use her eyes to ask Pei Yuan for help.

Pei Yuan chuckled: "Teacher Sui, both traditional writers and online writers are writers, so we don't need to distinguish them so clearly."

Sui Handong sneered: "Not every online writer is as good as Mr. Pei Yuan. Most online novels are worse than a pile of shit."

After hearing this, Wen Xinlan could no longer hold back her anger, "Each industry has high and low levels of practitioners. Why should Mr. Sui question the entire online writing industry just because of the low level of some online writers?" . I have recently heard that there are some shit, piss, and farts among traditional writers.”

"Why, does Teacher Guifu think that the fantasy cultivating immortality and fandom beauty in online novels are not as meaningful as the realistic works we write?"

"I admit that the realistic texts created by traditional writers have more historical significance. I also admit that the realistic texts in online works still have a lot of room for improvement. But online texts focus on emotional experience, which carries a kind of humanistic care and It is a kind of psychological comfort and a kind of psychological massage, which allows readers to vent their suppressed emotions through metamorphosis, which is difficult for your traditional writers to do. Among contemporary young people who are overwhelmed by studies and work, who would like to spend the night at night? After returning home, do you still want to read a realistic novel that preaches every sentence? What they need is relaxation! Entertainment! Rest!"

After hearing this, Ye Xuesong wanted to give Wen Xinlan a round of applause.

Pei Yuan and the editor beside him also cast approving glances.

Sui Handong said angrily: "Teacher Guifu, don't be too proud. Nowadays, the review of online articles is extremely strict, and it is not as loose as the publishing industry. Who can create works that readers will like more in the future? Who knows!"

"What are you afraid of? As long as reading online novels is still an urgent need for many people, and as long as watching film and television works adapted from online novels is still a mainstream form of entertainment and leisure, then we Internet writers can still make a living."

Sui Handong's theory failed, and he dropped a sentence: "Even if the books we publish are buried underground in the face of war and tsunamis, they will be unearthed by future generations in the future. Your online novels are blocked, as if they never existed. I think you How long can I laugh! Huh!"

Looking at Sui Handong's back as he turned away, Wen Xinlan fell silent.

Yes, if an online work is completely banned, it really seems like it never existed.
Not a single trace will be left.
Pei Yuan saw that her face was a little pale, so he patted her shoulder comfortingly, "It's okay, don't listen to him. Sui Handong himself was very good at writing, and he didn't make much money in a year. He was just jealous that you were on the board. It’s just a rich list.”

Ye Xuesong also smiled and agreed: "Yes, the person named Sui earns less than you, so don't worry about it."

"I'm fine." Before Wen Xinlan could feel sad, she was attracted by a burst of warm greetings.

From a distance, I saw a woman holding a wine glass, and was among the publishing industry bosses.

The woman is Yang Su.

A well-known manager in the entertainment industry came to attend the forum on behalf of Queen Entertainment today.

At this moment, Ye Xuesong, who was standing behind Wen Xinlan, lost all the smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)