First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 67 Inviting Tomato Potatoes to Appear

  Look more, think more, write more.

The six words    cannot be used too much on Li Ang.

Han Qiuqiu asked again: "Then Mr. Li, your "Ghost Blowing Lantern" has only been published for half a year, but its sales have surpassed the one-year subscription results of other books, and successfully won the newcomer king of Reading Novel Network this time. ."

  "Do you have any thoughts about the capture of the rookie king?"

  Han Qiuqiu asked if there was any testimony he wanted to say. This is a question that can be rejected.

  So Li Ang thought for a while, his face was calm, and his expression shook his head indifferently: "No."

  The atmosphere of the original venue was full of enthusiasm.

   And following Li Ang’s words, the whole atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

  Two platinum female beauty writers in the front row looked at each other, and they talked in a small voice.

   "This Sanshu Ba singer is handsome, and he feels like a domineering president."

   "Indeed, especially with this kind of cold style, I feel that it is similar to the protagonist in my book."

  The female authors feel that Li Ang looks very handsome like this.

  And the male authors feel: This Sanshu sings, so cold.

  The small eyes of Lu Liang sitting in the second row blinked, staring at Li Ang on the stage.

  Can’t say why.

  Looking at the ways and words of his brother Li Ang on the stage, Lu Liang’s head came out inexplicably half a year ago. He watched the speech of ‘An Zhi Ruo Su’ at the poem conference several times.

  An Zhiruosu seems to be like this too.

  The king of cold field.

  As long as you let Anzhi Ruosu speak, the atmosphere on the court is absolutely cold.

  Thinking about this, Lu Liang remembered the words Ang Li once said, "Sit in front of you if you feel comfortable."

  Lu Liang's whole heart jumped in an instant: No! ? Is it true that Lao Li is still at peace?

  Listening to what Li Ang said on the stage, the editor-in-chief of the short winter melon, Wang Fan, also looked speechless: "Everyone who wins the prize is on the stage and thank this thank you for that. Why do you just say no after you come on stage?

  While speechless, Wang Fan secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Fortunately, I found a professional host. If I were to host it, it would be embarrassing to die."

Han Qiuqiu had also dealt with such a scene on the stage, and she smiled politely: "Maybe when Mr. Li An published the book, he had already anticipated that he would win the newcomer king this time, so she didn't have much emotion. fluctuation."

   "It seems that our rookie Wang Sanshu Ba Chang has absolute belief in his own strength."

  The meeting room was applauded again.

  Next, Han Qiuqiu entered in-depth content consultation, such as asking about the plot development plan, and what special techniques are used to describe the characters, and so on.

  In the face of these, Ang Lee also responded one by one.

  "A suspenseful opening can be used at the beginning of the story, which can arouse readers' curiosity and desire in the first time."

   "If there is really no suspense available, you can also start with pressure, such as creating a temporarily unsolvable crisis for the protagonist."

  "About characterization..."

  Patters.

  Li Ang taught and shared his writing techniques and skills on the stage.

  After Li Ang finished speaking, Lu Liang, who was sitting in the second row, was shocked.

  "Is this my brother Lao Li? His **** hiding is too cruel!"

   "In terms of character creation and plot arrangement, he is really a master-level character."

  "This kind of level and skill can't be experienced without four or five years of hard study and practice!"

   Just now, Lu Liang felt that his brother Lao Li was pretending to be forceful, but now he has a real feeling: Lao Li is not pretending to be forceful, he is really awesome!

  At least when explaining these things, it has reached a real professional level.

  The platinum writers in the first two rows also nodded.

  The third brother Tang Chi and the Elf Skull were chatting: "This time the newcomer Wang has material, the plot layout is very good, and I may not be as good in character creation."

   The skeleton elf also nodded fiercely: "This is a guy with real talents. Among the many platinum characters in the characterization, it is estimated that only four or five are similar to him. Including water fish."

  Shuiyu, an urban super-platinum writer, whose female characters are well-known and vivid. Comparing Li Ang with Water Fish, the elves can imagine how high his evaluation should be.

  As for the many boutique authors in the back row and the side, they have a focused expression, holding a notebook and pen in their hands while listening while taking notes.

  There are some talented writers who, after hearing the key points, flashed their eyes and gave them an expression of enlightenment.

  All the writers with ordinary talents are also recorded, and they are ready to digest well when they go back.

  As for what Lu Liang said just now, ‘I couldn’t sign a contract six months ago’?

  Don’t be kidding, if you have such a high level of skill and level, how can you not even sign a contract!

  Editor-in-chief Wang Fan is also very pleased: This is the rookie king, a guy with real talents! It’s great to be able to teach many excellent authors how to write books.

  Writing Skills Sharing Li An talked for more than ten minutes. After ten minutes, Li An was a bit dry and didn't want to talk, so the host Han Qiuqiu had no choice but to give up.

  The question and answer session is over, and then enter the awards session.

  "Next, the editor-in-chief of our suspense channel Guo Shengguo, and the editor-in-chief Mr. Wang Fan, will jointly present awards to our newcomer king!"

  The editor-in-chief took the golden trophy from the two editors in charge, and walked to the high stage with Guo Sheng.

  Guo Sheng said sincerely: "Without you, there would be no suspense channel now. Here, I sincerely thank you!"

  Editor-in-chief Wang Fan handed the trophy to Li Ang: "You have created a new era for the Suspense Channel of Reading Novel Network. Next, I hope Mr. Li Ang will continue to work hard and reach new heights!"

   "Thank you."

  The award ceremony ended, and after another greeting, Ang Lee took the trophy off the stage.

After stepping down, Lu Liang looked at Li Ang with complicated eyes: "Lao Li, I didn't expect you to even lie to me. I didn't expect you to be the author of Ghost Blowing Lantern, let alone that you have such a high level of writing and comprehension! It's too deep to lie to me!"

  Li Ang turned his head and looked at his brother: "I told you earlier, you don't believe it yourself."

  A word made Lu Liang speechless for an instant.

  Lu Liang gritted his teeth while clenching his fist.

  Lu Liang originally wanted to punch Li An on the chest to vent his resentment, but after thinking about it, he didn't fight it out.

  Because it seems that Ang Lee did tell him more than once, but he didn’t believe it.

  But the anger in my heart always has to be vented.

   After gritting his teeth for three seconds, Lu Liang stared at Li Ang fiercely: "Forget it! You are my brother, your honor is my honor, I forgive you!"

  After Li An stepped down, the editor-in-chief Wang Fan took the microphone from Han Qiuqiu, and then looked at the audience with a smile and said:

   "Just now we have witnessed the birth of the new king who read the novel for 27 years."

   "But in addition to San Shu Ba singing, I actually invited an important guest today!"

   "Although he is not owned by our Reading Novel Network, the books are also sold on our Reading Novel Network through channels, and he has won the first place in total sales of the website in just half a year!"

  "In the annual "King of Net Kings" selection, he is a newcomer who won the title of the twelve gods!"

   "I have read his book, and I have a very deep memory."

   "Faced with such a terrifying author, I immediately remembered the four words in his book: horror!"

  Following the falling of the four words Wang Fan's horror, many authors in the entire conference room took a deep breath in cooperation, making the atmosphere of the entire conference strong.

   "I think even if I don't need to say it, everyone should know who it is?"

   "Yes, that's the author of "Fights Break Sphere", Mr. Tomato and Potato!"

   "Because Mr. Tomato Tudou belongs to Langlang Novels.com, so I only know his phone number and pen name, and I haven't seen him in person."

   "And his arrival is also very mysterious. Although I arranged this venue, I still don't know when Mr. Tomato and Potato arrived, let alone where Mr. Tomato and Potato is sitting."

   "Although it's a bit presumptuous, I still want to invite Mr. Tomato and Potato to come on stage and let us see you."

  "Next, let us invite Mr. Tomato and Potato to the stage with enthusiastic applause!"

  After saying this, the editor-in-chief Wang Fan first clapped his palms warmly.

  Along with his applause, the whole venue also roared with applause.

  This applause is much louder than when San Shuba was invited to sing just now.

  The little two hundred authors and editors present, all of their eyes rolled around, trying to find the standing figure in the venue.

   And this time.

   Just returned to the center seat of the second row, Ang Lee, who hadn't warmed his butt, stood up again.

  (End of this chapter)