The Strongest Skill System

The others didn't understand what this old fellow meant.    

Then he said, "Do you really think you're a writer? A bunch of people who wrote Flowing Water Literature would have the nerve to create such a grand show. If the waves are not wasted, wouldn't it be embarrassing? "    

"No shame!"    

someone shouted from the crowd.    

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!"    

Qi Jian raised his voice and said, "If you have such thoughts, why don't you focus on the literature? Those articles of yours are simply unbearable to look at. If my heart isn't good, then you can all die from anger."    

"Old man, what you said is not right. Even today, there are many good articles about the development of online literature, such as …"    

"For example, what about 'Fighting to Break the Sky'? What are you trying to say? How could such a work of art be a good article? "    

"There are many other good works as well."    

"Commercial works can never be good works. In order to attract readers, you didn't hesitate to sell them with nonsense. How is this even literature?    

It's almost like a reactionary speech. Wake up, all of you, the future of our motherland has been poisoned by you. "    

At this point, no one could come out and retort. After all, all the siblings had come out and everyone had written about them.    

Some female fans even started off with their husbands' uncles or older brothers or something, and they even started off with writing in the first person. How psychological was it that someone could write such an essay?    

"Your essay has no soul." Qi Jian was extremely heartbroken.    

"That would make more money than you. Being accepted by many people shows that we still have value in existence." Someone said.    

"Being able to earn money is not a standard for judging the quality of an article. It only proves that you are using" vulgar "as a gimmick, which is why it is attractive."    

"Damn, old fellow, there are such passages in traditional literature, such as the 'Thunder' in the middle school textbooks. Could it be that because there are few of them, your traditional literature has such positive perspectives?"    

"You …"    

Qi Jian was trembling in anger. Guo Ming and the other guy immediately came over to support the old man. He continued, "That thought is also much deeper than yours. Online literature will never win the literature prize!"    

When online writers entered the industry, they were all trying to write a dream with a soul in it. However, this dream was quickly wrapped up by reality, but they still looked forward to the day it would sprout.    

Thus, when everyone wrote their essays, they would always bring along some personal items from time to time, indicating that they still had their own meanings.    

However, he was often scolded and scolded for writing too well. He was so frightened that he dared not write anymore.    

However, this kind of mentality still existed. Everyone wanted to wait until their days were over before they could fulfill their original dream. And to be recognized as such, they could only achieve this through the rewards.    

Therefore, when Qi Jian said that they could never win the award, her heart was still somewhat empty, as if she had suddenly become a walking corpse.    

Then he added, "We have a literary development seminar over there. You can go over and listen to how we advocate literature, write more profound, positive, and eulogizing things about the motherland.    

Don't commit murder and arson all day long.    

"Believe me, my words have deeply touched your souls, and you will also do something practical. Well, young people shouldn't be too loose."    

As the old man was about to leave, Guo Ming suddenly reminded him in his ear. Qi Jian asked, "Which one of you is the author of 'Fighting against Heaven to Break Heaven'? "Come over here for a moment."    

Then, everyone looked towards Ye Mo.    

"It's you?    

You're wearing a mask because you're too shy to be known as an author of online novels!    

He knew his own limits.    

Come over here, I have something to say to you. "    

Many people signaled Ye Mo to go over, so as to avoid being looked down by the old guy again.    

Liusu ran over and said, "Great Devil, they're calling you."    

However, Ye Mo was playing on his phone, how could he be in the mood to care about Qi Jian?    

"I can hear him talking from there. I'm not old."    

"If you do this, people will think that we web writers are very proud. When they write an article and call for a strict investigation, we will all have bad results."    

"He's the one who has something to say to me, and I'm still considering whether to listen or not. Let him come over!"    

The fat middle-aged man beside him said: "Great Demon, my essay has a lot of weight, don't bet on the web novel."    

"Not going."    

After waiting for a while, Ye Mo still didn't move. Qi Jian said, "You're too arrogant. I rarely give advice to others. You missed a good opportunity."    

At this time, Guo Ming took over the microphone and said,    

"It's fine if you don't want to come, but like I said before, I want all the web writers to be led by 'City Demons'. Your imagination is very rich, and if you correct your three views, you can create them."    

"Fuck, did you come here to advertise?!"    

Everyone started to jeer at him, but Guo Ming still held his microphone and said,    

"It doesn't matter, big city demon. After thinking it through, you can also send a private message to me. I will teach you how to write an essay and integrate your thoughts into the web novel. Actually, I also meant well, for the health and development of the web novel.    

Oh, right, everyone should be looking at the same level as Mo Ye. I also read his essay and got a lot of inspiration. The article I wrote also became more and more loving. "    

Qi Jian took the microphone and said, "I forgot to tell you. Mo Ye won the nomination of the Nobel Prize for Literature, so people will come to interview him today. He's over at our place. You can go over to take a look when you're free."    

"Ha ha!" Ye Mo suddenly laughed.    

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Jian was stunned for a moment before replying.    

"Mo Ye will not go over."    

"What you said doesn't count! You're not him, how do you know he won't go? "    

"I am Mo Ye!"    

The crowd was stunned for a moment, thinking that they had misheard.    

Liusu said, "What are you talking about? That's the great thinker Mo Ye. How can you speak nonsense!"    

Guo Ming took out another microphone and said, "How ridiculous, Mo Ye will be here soon. He came all the way to the capital just for this interview, and you actually said he won't come and pretended to be him? Do all the web writers like this?"    

Ye Mo shook his head and said, "Believe it or not."    

One of the authors behind the table said:    

"City demon, you want to act cool, but don't drag us into the water.    

All three of my books have been sealed by a wave of investigation over your literary fire.    

Now you're pretending to be Mo Ye, do you want to kill the entire web novel? "    

"Yeah, don't be too sinister."    

"Sister Su, how can such a person be judged as a new King?    

He was satirizing the great thinker Mo Ye. If "Yuewen" praised him, not only our articles would be checked, but the website would also be implicated. "