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Chapter 286 Affecting Return to Camp
Because of the final result of the competition among the top [-] novels in the Mystery Fiction Contest, many ladies and gentlemen who read it on a whim, or paid attention enthusiastically, were shocked. How could this Lin Feng have him everywhere? Can he not be everywhere if he is talented and capable? Showing off, this guy is serious, stealing the limelight and digging holes are both worrying!

The two views of stealing the limelight and digging holes each have a group of staunch supporters.

The person who firmly believes that Lin Feng is here to steal the limelight is Lin Feng's peers or opponents. All the participants in this mystery competition think so. You, a successful musician who has become famous, want to grab the job of a martial arts writer. Forget it, let’s not talk about the success of the robbery. If you want to be a writer, you can be a martial arts honestly. Why don’t you get involved in reasoning, and you can write so well... Lin Feng’s The resentment among the reasoning colleagues is very strong, and some even think that Lin Feng's essential purpose is to grab his job.

As for those who think that Lin Feng digs a hole, it is much simpler. The main reason is that Sherlock Holmes' personal charm is too strong, which makes readers want to stop after knowing one of his deeds, and want the next one. Although the life of waiting for the next one seems long It's a grind, but the world is complicated, and there are many other things.There is a hole on the road to go around, there is no need to wait for someone to fill it.But what readers are worried about is not this, but Lin Feng's career. He is a successful musician, but he is still a writer. "The Legend of Wukong", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and this "Red Hair Club" are three types, can you not worry?
People have so many choices, which one to take is not going to go, in case you don't take reasoning...

On the Internet, countless people are discussing hotly on the Internet, not in the Red Hair Club, there is no Red Hair Club in Wancha's post, but directly Sherlock Holmes, because everyone firmly believes that the "Red Hair Club" "is just the beginning, there are still many heroic deeds of Holmes, of course, this is also another emotion of worrying that Lin Feng will not write about people like Sherlock Holmes, it should be a little hope in addition to pessimism.

"Brother Feng is really invincible. If you count the days, when the red hair will appear, it is very likely that in the days of shooting sculptures, two completely different stories and narrative methods are used to write two completely unrelated stories. It's so great, it's really too powerful, it seems that the matter of worship will continue!"

"Holmes, oh, Brother Feng, if you don't continue to write, I will definitely kill you, and then use the deductive method to erase all the clues."

"Shooting the Condors has only published a few books and hasn't played it yet. Brother Feng, can Holmes give him a break? Being talented is the same as being rich. You can't always show it. Spend when you should spend it, and show it when you should show it." !"

Reply upstairs, "Fuck your grandma, Shooting the Condor has published three books, and you are still struggling, you are not afraid of indigestion. I agree with Brother Feng to come a few more Sherlock Holmes books to top up the post."

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The post that clamored for Lin Feng to write that and this naturally couldn't be pinned to the top, but the post that was pinned to the top was a post with a lot of divergent thinking.

"Holmes is actually very similar to a character in Shooting the Condors, that Dongxie. Of course, what I'm talking about is the attitude towards personal professional knowledge that I don't know or understand. I'm not convinced."

The first floor replied to the host, "The professional knowledge you mentioned, the host, refers to that. I understand Sherlock Holmes, deductive method, but what is Dongxie's major? Was there a major at that time?"

Reply downstairs, "Of course, Dongxie's major is martial arts!"

The second floor replied to the host, "The host really thinks, this guy is talking nonsense, Dong Xie's professional martial arts, professionally and Sherlock Holmes' attitude are worthy of that, Dong Xie has no kung fu in it."

Reply downstairs, "Haha, I haven't practiced, but I have studied it. I don't want to publish the second half of the Nine Yin Manual. They don't leave the island. This kind of professionalism is the same as when Sherlock Holmes was researching the case."

The second floor replied to the host, "You are such a wonderful host!"

The third floor replied to the original poster, "Sherlock Holmes is a Westerner. If you refer it to the Eastern Wulin, you might as well say that he is an alien."

The fourth floor replied to the host, "Speaking of similarities, I think Brother Feng and Dongxie are pretty similar. Huang Yaoshi has the nickname "Dongxie". Writing lyrics and composing music, writing reasoning and fantasy martial arts, and writing lyrics and poems are all varied."

Reply to the fourth floor, "That's different. Dongxie is proficient in everything, and Lin Feng is mostly just beginning."

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The topic of Sir Sherlock Holmes and Lin Feng occupied the headlines. The mystery competition, which had never occupied the headlines, finally rushed to the first place from the second, third, fourth, and fifth places in previous years. It has to be said that the charm of jazz and the author The topics derived from Lin Feng are very attractive for people to discuss.

Sir Sherlock Holmes' wisdom and character will shine no matter in which world, and he will have many fans.

However, Lin Feng really forgot about today being the day when the final results of the Mystery Fiction Contest were announced. It’s not because of Lin Feng’s big name. Second, mystery novels belong to talent shows to a certain extent. What is the harvest of the final champion of talent shows?It's not the trophy, it's the name, the name of No.1, the name of No.2, the rewards are not rich, and the material for the top three places in mystery novels is just a certificate, which is sent directly to the home, which is worse than the Gold Cup Literature Contest. Rather, at least the Golden Cup Literature Contest has a grand trophy and some prize money, which can also be regarded as the contribution fee for writing articles and poems. After all, posting on the official website and publishing in magazines are similar to a certain extent.Therefore, the biggest gain of the top three in the mystery fiction competition should be the name, but the name is the most indispensable thing for Lin Feng. After all, the reputation in the music world does not need to be accumulated like that of a writer, singing can fascinate people overnight. It's a common thing.

I can't afford to do a commendatory speech earlier, and I can describe Lin Feng at this moment, a human being, who is always used to ignoring things that he thinks are unimportant.

"The days of the past were shining and bright, you and I shared the deliciousness of youth... the romance of the past made us intoxicated several times, and the vicissitudes of the past made us no longer pure..."

In the recording room, Zhuang Dao started singing No.20 three times today. He was deducted countless key questions by Lin Feng. This time he sang very seriously and devotedly. The feeling that Lin Feng talked about at the beginning, he practiced again and again There are more and more of them.

"When the wind goes, the flowers bloom...the days of reunion always come unexpectedly, come on, brother, cheers, it's water or fire together...the triumphant days are not drunk and never come back..."

Singing and singing, Zhuang Dao, who was getting more and more sensitive, finally felt the feeling that Lin Feng said, quiet and peaceful but extremely hot, the blood all over his body seemed to have a hot feeling, making people unwilling to leave it .

Lin Feng, who was listening with earphones, kept watching Zhuang Dao while listening. Seeing Zhuang Dao's current state and hearing Zhuang Dao's singing, Lin Feng couldn't help saying secretly in his heart: It's done!

After singing the song, Zhuang Dao waited quietly in the recording room for a while, firstly, waiting for the accompaniment to finish playing, and secondly, reminiscing about the hearty feeling of singing just now, although it is not roaring, but it feels really good.

Silently finished playing the ending, Lin Feng immediately stepped back the keys in front of him and stopped them first, then after busy operating the instrument in front of him for a while, Lin Feng removed a USB flash drive from the instrument.

"Okay?" Zhuang Dao, who walked out of the recording studio after the ending, looked at the USB flash drive in Lin Feng's hand and asked.

"Okay. Both songs are here, and they can be copied and uploaded anytime, anywhere." Lin Feng said.

"Let's go, it's getting late." Zhuang Dao nodded and said.

Lin Feng nodded and walked out with Zhuang Dao.

"Both, it's done, you're satisfied." The shop owner who was waiting at the counter at the door said with a smile when he saw Lin Feng and the two coming out.

"Okay, okay, good, good." Lin Feng also responded with a smile.

"That's good, that's good. The fee for the recording studio is XXXX, and the fee for parking at the gate is XXXX. The total is XXXX. Just give an integer between the two of you." The store owner said after typing a few times with a calculator.

"Thank you, boss." Lin Feng said to the shop owner with a smile, and then looked at Mr. Zhuang, the instructor, "I have no money with me."

The meaning was so obvious, Zhuang Dao naturally didn't pretend to be stupid, took out the wallet directly from his pocket, and swiped the card neatly, the money should not have been paid by Lin Feng in the first place.

It is immoral to ask people to work hard and let people pay money.

The sky outside has become a bit hazy, and half of the sky in the west has been rendered a thick red by the setting sun.

It's really getting late.

After the two got into the car, the car started and drove back along the original route, leaving a roar and a cloud of smoke outside the film and television base.

The roaring sound and the smoke and dust intertwined made those who noticed feel upset for a while, as if the original extremely clean world had been destroyed.

In fact, this world has always been like this, but when some things do not show up, we feel that the world is extremely clean, and if it changes slightly, we will find it difficult to accept.

It's like the same room. When the lights are not on at night, we can't see the floating objects in the air and think that there is no dust in the air, which is very good, but after the lights are on, we are extremely bored.

We are used to the invisible and clean in front of us, and we don't want to see the real situation under the lights, even if the situation has never changed.

When the car passed an intersection and everything around became repetitive and not as different as it was at the film and television base, Lin Feng took out his mobile phone, the three-dimensional repetition is not as good as watching the ever-changing plane.

After swiping a few times on the phone, Lin Feng turned on the data flow.

A few seconds later, the phone rang several reminder syllables, and push messages arrived one after another.

"Ah, today is the No.40 day, how fast it goes!" Flipping through the push news, Lin Feng said in surprise.

He actually made the headlines again, because "The Red Hair Club" won the first place. The light of Sir Sherlock Holmes in this matter is extremely bright in that world!
"What's the matter?" Instructor Zhuang asked after starting the car and turning into a spacious road that leaned towards the mountainous area.

"It's nothing, just watched some news." Lin Feng said.

There are some things that tell others that it tastes worse than letting people find out.

"Lin Feng, if you don't want to continue the military training, you can go back to school now." Zhuang Dao said.

"Back to school?" Lin Feng was taken aback.

"You took out two songs that night. As for whether it was successful or not, I won't say much. Anyway, your military training is free. If you don't want to go back to the base, you can go right now. The school files are there. I will issue a document to explain the matter. How about it?" Zhuang Dao said.

This matter can't be said to be selfish by Zhuang Dao. After recording a good song, he said that he would let people go back to school to rest, which meant to repay the favor with the public property.But I suddenly remembered that last time I had a problem and asked Lin Feng to write a song. After Lin Feng took out the song, he was free. He didn't know if Lin Feng was willing to continue his military training. The manpower is fine, I guess everyone is willing to come out, but the oil on the car is the country's.

So, it's better to make sure first.

"Well, let me think about it." Lin Feng was silent for a while, and after several thoughts ran through his mind quickly, he said, "Thank you for the kindness of the chief instructor, but let's forget about it, the military training is only a few times, can't Be a deserter."

After listening to Lin Feng's words, Chief Instructor Zhuang nodded very satisfied and earnestly. He does not take pride in being favored and is not lazy. With such qualities, he naturally cannot be inferior.Soldiers naturally like it very much.After nodding his head, Instructor Zhuang stopped talking and started driving the car wholeheartedly.

Going to the base to continue military training, this matter, in fact, Lin Feng is really not in the past, many days of morning exercises have made his body very good, compared to this kind of bleeding and sweating during military training, it cannot be called Exercising should be called Cui Rui.

But Lin Feng still decided to continue, although he didn't need to come out after a few days, but the three thousand remarks in "Wukong Biography" that he had promised should not be forgotten because of things, and it is not good to forget verbally!
We have given too many promises, most of them are just on the spur of the moment, or just passing the time, but this is not important, the important thing is that if you have the opportunity, you can fulfill the previous promises, please don't shirk the opportunity at will, or because Replace this opportunity with other things, and not feel guilty for suddenly thinking of certain things in the future, it is what we do today.

After asking and answering, after finding out whether Lin Feng was going or staying, Zhuang Dao increased the speed by half of the usual speed. It was getting late, and if he didn't speed up, it would be too late.

Lin Feng didn't feel the reaction of Fengchi Dianzhi outside the car caused by the acceleration of the car. He swiped the phone screen very seriously, read the information on it, analyzed people's views on Sherlock Holmes, and thought about what should be done in "The Complete Works of Detective Sherlock Holmes". How to carry it, and in what form it is carried.

With the passage of time, the dark red in the western sky disappeared quietly at some point, replaced by a dark and deep night, with many stars and a bright moon on the night, it will be dark in people's impression The mountain road is bright and white.With a flash of light, the road is much easier to identify.

When the car drove out of Kyoto, swayed slightly over the mountains under the initial moonlight and starlight, and stopped at a specific position in the base again, the gradually increasing light of the moon and stars had already illuminated the training ground as if it were daytime. .

The training field at this moment feels a bit dreamy, a large area is empty, as if to make room for the moonlight, tonight's training is over.

"Chief instructor, this is the green flower and forever brother in the army recorded today. I'm going back to the dormitory first." After getting off the car, Lin Feng pushed the USB flash drive with the song to Zhuang Dao and said.With some solemn meaning, the casualness when returning to the base and outside is about to be corrected. The army pays attention to discipline and rules.Discipline is all about fixing the rules.

Zhuang Dao took the USB flash drive, nodded, signaled Lin Feng to go to rest, and walked towards his office.It's getting late, and it's time to rest after some entertainment.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory and walking into the dormitory, everyone has not rested yet.

There are eight people in one dormitory in the base, and students in two dormitories in the school.For some reason, the members of [-] did not communicate with the other four. Of course, the other party's dormitory did not intend to communicate with the members of [-] at all. They just met outside during the break. At that time, just click on each other and pass.

Perhaps as the saying goes, life is soup, and many friends are water. Of course, when we socialize with some friends too much, the soup will become weak.I have a hunch that nothing will happen, and the friendship that will only be as pale as water is better not to start.The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, which can be regarded as like-minded, but what is the friendship of nodding?
"I'm back." Seeing Lin Feng coming back, Ning Le turned to greet him, without calling his name or mentioning Brother Feng.According to Lin Feng's intention to prevent others from discovering his identity, it is more interesting to pay attention to his words. It feels great to keep a secret that will arouse people's various expressions and actions.

Everyone is drunk and I am alone.This feeling can't even compare to the satisfaction when breaking the news.

They knew that it was Lin Feng that night. As Lin Feng's comrades and roommates, if they couldn't find the strangeness around them, they would be unqualified, so they knew about Lin Feng's going out today. , but they didn't care at all and thought it was strange. It was only strange that someone like Lin Feng didn't write a few songs in one place.

And they don't have the time to think about Lin Feng's affairs. They just want to listen to the songs and wait for the album to come out. They will hear it later, but people live in the present.

　Five thousand.

　　Originally, I planned to use Untitled as the title of the chapter, because I thought it was too long, but it’s okay after condensing it, huh

　　The weather is getting colder and colder. Winter is here and it's too cold. Everyone should keep warm and drink water!
　　
　
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