After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 79 Hongwen is not a son of man

At 4:15 p.m., the voting for the 2021 Youth Literature Writers of the Year at the literary forum ended on time.

The final vote results also came out. Chen Tianhong did not get the first place in votes as he expected. He ended up ranking fifth in total votes, followed by Ximingjue in sixth place.

In fact, ranking fifth in the total number of votes is already a very good achievement. After all, the four people ranked in front of Chen Tianhong are all veteran writers, and they are all over 30 years old. Each of them is a well-known writer in the youth literature circle.

A resounding figure.

Even though Chen Tianhong's fans are trying their best and fans of "Shadow" are helping, they still have their own channels for canvassing votes, and there are still too many factors that are affected.

Chen Tianhong is still satisfied with this result. He said that earning the first place is just talk. It doesn't matter if you can get the best or not. This is not a competition, where you have to get the first place or something.

However, his fans were not satisfied with the result and even apologized to him in the group, saying that they could not help him get the first place.

This made Chen Tianhong not only moved but also moved. He comforted the fans in the group for a while before they became happy again.

Of course, this is just the result of online voting, and the final ranking has not yet come out. He still has a chance, but it is still difficult to get the first place. After all, Chen Tianhong is still too young and has only three works.

Even though this is an annual selection event, the rules say that only the age of 2021 has the greatest influence. Anyone who understands understands that it is not just a comparison with this year. Otherwise, Chen Tianhong will definitely be the first, just based on the popularity of his battle with Ximingjue

, is also the most influential thing in the youth literature circle this year.

The voting matter has been settled, and the fans in the group are relieved.

Then Chen Tianhong opened the Qingcheng Literature Network, logged in to the author account of the Eunuch Chief, and clicked to upload the chapter coded yesterday, plus the two chapters just coded today.

"Maybe it's a good thing that I didn't get first place. I guess other fans who like to watch Xianxia must feel a little embarrassed. In this way, when everyone sees this new chapter, they won't scold me."

Chen Tianhong's inner drama is very rich.

Li Daoran panted and climbed up a high slope. Looking at the scenery down the slope, he suddenly felt as if he was at the top of the mountain and could see the small mountains. In fact, it was just a high slope on the road.

He put down his backpack and took out a medium-sized plastic bottle of mineral water. The liquid in the bottle was yellow and turbid, which could easily give rise to bad associations.

In fact, the liquid was rice wine, which Li Daoran bought in the store. There was originally a glass wine bottle, but it was difficult to carry on the road and it was quite heavy, so he poured the rice wine into the mineral water bottle.

He opened the bottle cap and poured a few sips of rice wine into his mouth. Li Daoran coughed a few times and did not dare to drink more. He screwed the bottle cap back on and put it back in his schoolbag.

After looking around and seeing no one, Li Daoran shouted loudly down the slope:

There are nine swords hidden in the purple box, and a pot of rice wine Dukang is sprinkled on it, so I don't dare to be depressed.

After shouting, Li Daoran felt heat rising all over his body. He didn't know whether it was the stamina of the rice wine or whether he was infected by his own courage.

Anyway, Li Daoran felt good about himself, but if this scene fell into the eyes of others, they would definitely mutter that this person is sick.

As the saying goes, it is easier to go uphill than downhill. After shouting this voice, Li Daoran carefully started to go downhill. He walked very slowly, one step at a time. It took more than half an hour to go uphill, and the time was doubled when going downhill.

times.

After finishing the high slope, Li Daoran was too tired to walk any further. He found an open space where he could rest temporarily, sat down on the ground, and turned on his cell phone. What made him happy was that there was a signal, although it was very weak.

What's even happier is that his bookshelf reminder on the Qingcheng Literature website has been updated. There is only one book in his bookshelf on the Qingcheng website, and that is "The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow".

"According to the days in the book, Lao Huang should have arrived at Emperor Wu's City. I don't know if the competition is included in this update."

Chapter 18 Those Jars of Rice Wine

"Here we go, haha. If there is rice wine, there must be Laohuang."

This chapter title made Li Daoran's heart excited.

As Hongshu moved his delicate hands around, he softly reminded that there was an extra secret letter on the table, and Xu Fengnian hummed.

The secret letter recorded Lao Huang's trip to the East China Sea, every detail, from the trivial things to Lao Huang resting for a moment in a wine shop not far from the main city building, where he ordered two liang of wine and half a catty of meat.

A plate of peanuts.

"This old Huang is still a good old man who is not tepid."

Li Daoran muttered to himself. He could remember that Xu Fengnian gave Lao Huang hundreds of taels of silver. But Lao Huang's character in the book would not enjoy it. He might even give alms to poor people on the road.

Then look down.

Xu Fengnian opened the last letter.

"The nine-yellow sword-backed box swept up to the top of the wall, and stood twenty feet away from Wang Xianzhi. All five swords in the box were drawn out, and all eight sword styles were drawn out.

Wang Xianzhi dealt with it with one hand. There were sixty-eight moves in total. At the end, nine swords came out.

Wang Xianzhi moved her right hand.

The Nine Swords, like a hanging Milky Way, poured down thousands of miles, destroying Wang Xianzhi's right arm and sleeve robe.

Wang Xianzhi fought with all his strength, Jian Jiuhuang broke through forty-nine moves with one hand and one sword, until he died.

"Fuck you! Author, you have gone too far! You have gone too far! You actually wrote Lao Huang to death, and I fully expected Lao Huang to defeat Xianzhi, the second king in the world.

As a result, not only was Lao Huang defeated, but his most awesome sword of six thousand miles just shattered his sleeves!

You and I are irreconcilable! If you lose, you lose. Why should you write Lao Huang to death? Give back my Lao Huang and my six thousand miles."

Li Daoran sat up from the ground, his saliva flying with excitement. In the end, he couldn't accept the travels of Lao Huang and the protagonist, especially the six thousand miles that gave him the faith to persevere. However, this faith changed in just two years.

The sky collapsed.

Li Daoran took out his cell phone. He wanted to comment, he wanted to send the author a razor blade, and he wanted to protest! If the author didn't bring Lao Huang back to life today, he, Li Daoran, would never be done with the author.

Then something even more tragic happened. When he posted a comment in the book review area, he either received a system error and failed to post the comment.

Or it prompts that the current network is unstable, please try to change to another network.

One of the reasons for this is that there are too many people posting comments and the website server is bursting, or the location is far away from the base station.

Anyway, no matter what the reason is, he just can't comment now.

"Holy crap! This is going to drive me crazy!"

Li Daoran was furious and helpless while holding his cell phone.

After a long time, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He picked up his phone and went to the literary forum. Maybe it was just a problem with the website.

Then there was a scene where he went completely crazy.

The literature forum cannot be opened, indicating a network abnormality.

"I XXXX"

The quintessence of the nation appears.

After a frantic output, Li Daoran finally stopped his curse with a heavy breath. He was tired.

He looked at the high slope again, rubbed his red and swollen eyes, and started climbing with determination on his face.

Half an hour later, Li Daoran stood at the top of the slope. He put down his backpack and took out the plastic bottle containing rice wine.

After unscrewing the bottle cap, Li Daoran did not choose to drink, but poured the rice wine down the high slope.

"Respect the old man and send him six thousand miles away"

He murmured to himself. At this moment, Li Daoran's figure was a little shabby.

If Chen Tianhong were here, seeing that Huang's death in the book made a young man feel so involved that it even led to the collapse of his faith. I wonder if he would choose to change the plot.

Li Daoran couldn't comment because he didn't have an Internet connection, but that doesn't mean that others can't either.

At this moment, both the book review area of ​​"Swordsman in the Snow" and the posts in the Xianxia group of the literary forum are already overwhelmingly condemning it.

"This is really too much! We have only enjoyed reading a few chapters, and the author just gave us such a twist."

"Why write Lao Huang to death? Who is the second best person in the world? He deserves to be able to take over Six Thousand Miles?"

"Author, if you write like this, why don't you just be a eunuch! What is written in front of you? It's just nonsense. Only these two chapters by Lao Huang are not bad, but you just wrote it to death! You wrote

What kind of book?"

"Author, I give you one last chance! Delete these three chapters, or I will abandon the book."

"Give me the sword Jiuhuang and return our six thousand miles of heroism."

"I can accept Lao Huang's defeat. After all, the author has your own settings. It doesn't matter if he is the second most powerful person in the world. If he loses, he will lose. Why write Lao Huang to death? He is still as awesome as Liu Qianli.

A sword move that can break someone's sleeve with a single move? Let's just let the kids play house here."

"What the person above said is right. I'm angry that Liu Qianli only had his sleeves broken. Is that an immortal? Not an immortal. If he's not an immortal, he only had his sleeves broken. He's a monster! Liu Qianli, you

It’s so well written, and it’s like this in the end, which really made my expectations go to waste.”

"Actually, the fight failed, and Jian Jiuhuang is gone. This is the author's setting. I won't say anything, but what I want to complain about is that you prepared so much for a fight, and just used a letter of more than a hundred words.

Just finished it? You can’t write dozens of chapters, it’s too much.”

"The unscrupulous author will return our sword Jiuhuang."

"The unscrupulous author will return our sword Jiuhuang."

"plus one"

Not long after, Bai Yu and Feng Zijie's review post was also updated. I have to say that this old man really loves the Internet, and he may be nagged by his wife again.

His latest review post reads:

"Since this is a review and analysis post, I will first talk about the review scores and plot analysis of these chapters. From now on, my prediction is still correct.

Jian Jiuhuang went to Wang Xianzhi to fight, firstly to get back his Huanglu sword, and secondly because of his pride as a swordsman.

Thirdly, it may be the plan of the King of Northern Liang. The purpose is to let the protagonist learn martial arts. After reading these chapters, everyone must have figured it out.

The protagonist Xu Fengnian was hiding his power and biding his time, but he did not practice martial arts. The death of Jian Jiuhuang deeply stimulated him. He decided to practice martial arts. If he wants to practice swordsmanship, he must first practice swordsmanship. The sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers.

Open the door, even though there are thousands of troops and horses, I will go.

In the early stage, everyone has been criticizing why this book is called "A Swordsman's Journey in the Snow" because it has nothing to do with the plot. In today's two chapters, the author has already pointed out what a real "Swordsman's Journey in the Snow" is.

The following plot should be on track. I think the excitement of this novel has just begun. Judging from the current plot, I give this book a 5 points.

Looking at it further, it is a pity that if the fight scenes between Jian Jiuhuang and Wang Xianzhi could have more writing and grander scenes, the score could be increased.

But it doesn't matter, the author left some foreshadowing. There will definitely be a plot of Jian Jiuhuang later, but it should just be a memory, and resurrection from the dead should not be possible. Even a fairy novel cannot be randomly set.

It was written in the book: Jian Jiuyang's meridians were all severed. He sat cross-legged at the top of the city, looking north, and died without falling. He seemed to have had last words before his death, and only Wang Xianzhi heard them.

This is the main line of the subsequent book. Xu Fengnian will definitely go to Emperor Wu City to seek justice for Jian Jiuhuang. He wants to know what Jian Jiuhuang said. I predict that it must be related to Xu Fengnian.

Okay, now that I’ve finished talking about the latest review scores and plot predictions, let’s make some complaints.

Like everyone else, I read the updates of the latest chapters with some expectations. As a result, I didn’t see the big scenes, and I also saw that a good supporting character was written off by the author.

Although I have predicted before that in order to pave the way for the protagonist, Lao Huang will definitely lose. My idea is that if the loser is imprisoned, the protagonist will rescue him.

I really didn’t expect that the author would dare to directly write that he was not a son of man, he really was not a son of man. I really wasted a poem I wrote for Jian Jiuhuang in the book.

Let’s not say anything else. Six Thousand Miles Away, a sword box is erected in front of Emperor Wu’s city, and a glass of turbid wine is served to respect the old man Huang.”

"One thing to say, Mr. Bai Yu's predictions are quite accurate. The plot of the book basically follows his predictions. I admire it. But I like your four-word evaluation. The author really is not a man."

"Senior Bai Yu, what you said is right, the author is not a son of a man, an unscrupulous author. If you have the ability, leave your address and you can see if I can send you a blade."

"We can't find the author's address upstairs. But we know the address of Qingcheng Literature Network. Maybe this unworthy author is in there. I have already ordered the blade online and will send it to them for publication tomorrow.

society."

"For sending razors, count me in!"

"Count me in"

As Bai Yu and Feng Zijie updated their posts, the denunciation on the Internet became louder and louder. For a while, the author who was not a son of man was on the top of the hot search. Although this author's vest is called the Eunuch Chief, everyone knows him.

It’s Hongwen.

As a result, Hongwen once again became famous in the online literary world.

While everyone on the Internet was denouncing Chen Tianhong, he was still leisurely coding "Shading the Sky", and "Shading the Sky" was about to reach another climax of darkness and turmoil.

If Chen Tianhong went online to read literary forums or book review areas now, he would give up updating the current chapters of "Shading the Sky".

Because Dark Turmoil is a very tragic plot, even the protagonist Ye Fan was written to death. Although he was resurrected later, there must be several excessive chapters.

He had just written the popular Jian Jiuhuang to death in "The Legend of Swordsmen in the Snow", and then he had written to death the protagonist in "Shading the Sky", and even some supporting characters that everyone loved, such as Gai Jiuyou, Ji

son.

When the time comes, Chen Tianhong will definitely arouse public outrage, and the four characters "not a son of man" will be deeply engraved on his forehead.

Fortunately, I caught up, and I will try my best to resume two updates tomorrow! This chapter will be published first, and I will modify it later.

(End of chapter)