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Chapter 260 Being Named and Criticized (Part [-])
Under the stage, there was silence.

Everyone looked at Chang Peiyuan, he was a master of red studies, and he had studied it for more than ten years.

On weekdays, Chang Peiyuan charges for his lectures.

Given this opportunity today, the people here will naturally not let it go.

"I won't say much about Hongxue. Everyone knows it. Try to figure out "Dream of Red Mansions". Today I will focus on other people's views on Hongxue. You can refer to it and compare it."

Chang Peiyuan took out a stack of documents, "Looking at Dream of the Red Chamber, it is a classic masterpiece that combines politics, economics, romance and other elements, which makes people have endless aftertaste."

"It's just that some people give some full explanations of these great works, which really makes people laugh, such as this "The Complete Explanation of A Dream of Red Mansions"!"

Chang Peiyuan took out a USB flash drive and handed it to the staff at the side, "Please put this on the projector over there."

At some point, a white screen was hung next to the podium.

The staff plugged in the USB drive and turned on the power.

Swish!
Lines of text appear on the screen.

The title on the top is very eye-catching——Comprehensive Explanation of A Dream of Red Mansions.

As for the author's name being deliberately painted in white, it is particularly obvious.

Su Zhao recognized it immediately, it was his own book.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Su Zhao sounded quite harsh, and his brows were slightly frowned, feeling very unhappy in his heart.

What do you mean?
Take me as a model?
Open a criticism meeting?

I've been blocked, and I still do this kind of thing, isn't it a little too much?

In fact, Su Zhao didn't know that he had offended many authors of traditional literature in the past.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a street rat.

It's just that Su Zhao himself doesn't know.

"Everyone, don't laugh. The author of this book is banned. There's nothing you can do about it." Chang Peiyuan chuckled, "However, even if he is here, I will tell the truth."

Having said that, Chang Peiyuan paused intentionally, pointed at the screen, and said loudly: "The person who wrote this book is illiterate and fabricated it randomly, which makes people laugh and cry, but why such a book is so popular, it really puzzles me." .”

Under the stage, there was laughter.

Many people followed suit.

"Yes, yes, this kind of person has no culture, Professor Chang, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"I really don't know what those people on the Internet are thinking, they are actually chasing this kind of book!"

"It is also said to be a divine book, which is really ridiculous!"

Everyone around agreed.

I wanted to stand up and refute a few words, but when Su Zhao saw this scene, he stopped moving again.

Since you all say that, I'll see what else I can say, even if I want to fight back, I'm not in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Su Zhao felt relieved, and sat quietly on the chair, listening to what Chang Peiyuan could say.

On the podium, Chang Peiyuan spoke eloquently, making a series of criticisms against Su Zhao's full explanation of "Dream of Red Mansions".

To say that this book is incomplete, useless, and has no advantages.

While speaking in the hall, in the small room at the back of the podium, someone was also talking about Su Zhao.

"Dad, don't you believe what I said?"

E Meng sat in the corner, looked at his father diagonally opposite, and complained dissatisfiedly.

E Chun, the boss of An'an Film and Television, looked up at his son, and reprimanded him: "Don't cause trouble for me. There are many powerful people in China who like to play games in a low-key way. You'd better be honest with me."

E Meng refused to accept it, curled his lips secretly, and said in his heart, his father has become timid in the past few years, and his temper might be even worse than his own before.

However, he only dared to say this in his heart. If his father found out, he would still be scolded.

"By the way, Xiao Meng, did that person really write a poem?" E Chun asked.

E Meng nodded, and said angrily: "No, I wrote it on the spot, I just re-wrote it, take a look."

With that said, E Meng took out a blank sheet of paper from his pocket and handed it to his father.

E Chun opened it and saw that something was wrong.

(I.e.
Since I was young, in the deep grass, I have gradually felt basil.

People didn't know Lingyun wood at the time, and waited until Lingyun began to rise high.

This poem is very simple, but E Chun savored it carefully and found that it contains two meanings.

The first one is the author's daring, thinking that he will always have a bright future, and the other one is really satirizing other people's blindness and inability to see the truth of the matter.

And the latter meaning sets off the front, perfectly expressing these two meanings clearly, it can be said to be a superb work.

It is quite rare for someone who can write such a poem, whether it was written before or created on the spot.

If it is really created on the spot...

When E Chun thought of this, he was very clever. Those who can do this step, I am afraid that the script they write will also be a first-class work.

Realizing this problem, E Chun immediately regained his energy.

Since An'an Film and Television was almost annexed a few years ago, there has been no improvement. The TV series it shoots are not as good as the other ones, and they are about to enter the brink of bankruptcy.

Next year, although E Meng offends this person, if he makes a clear gesture, he might accomplish something beautiful.

"Xiao Meng, if that person stood in front of you just now, would you still recognize him?"

E Meng was overjoyed immediately, thinking that his father was going to show up for him and teach this man a lesson.

"Yes, I can recognize that person even if he turns into ashes."

E Chun, God of War, looked at his excited son, and reprimanded him: "After a while, when you see that person, remember to be polite to me."

"Why?" E Meng asked suspiciously.

"Why?" E Chun said with a smile: "Wait a while, let me see, and you will know. If I guessed correctly, this person should be not low-level, and the script may be good."

"No way, Dad, what kind of script can he write?? He doesn't even dare to take off his sunglasses, there must be something tricky." E Meng said loudly.

E Chun stared, "What do you know!"

After speaking, he took his son E Meng and left the small room together.

In addition to the room, there are still lectures outside.

E Chun asked his son to take a closer look to see who the person below was the one who quarreled with him.

E Chun observed carefully, and finally found Lal and Su Zhao wearing sunglasses in the corner.

"Dad, do you see the corner? It's just that man. He's easy to recognize with sunglasses on."

E Meng raised his chin towards Su Zhao who was in the corner.

Following his son's instructions, E Chun looked at Su Zhao, who was a lolita, and didn't recognize who this person was after looking at it for a long time.

This made him happy, if this would be even better, it means that the other party is really a newcomer and has no reputation.

And E Chun made this conclusion because everyone who writes scripts pays attention to the accumulation of a life.

Therefore, many good scripts are written by very old people.

These people have experienced a lot and have seen the warmth and coldness of the world before they can write excellent scripts.

The same goes for people who write books.

At this moment, another person has changed on the podium.

　Don't worry everyone, there are two more updates, which will be released at the same time in a while! ! !I'm writing now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)