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Chapter 912 Face, it hurts too much! (Ask for a monthly pass!)

Invited by the organizer to participate in the Internet Literature Festival, Ah Qu actually had a plan.

He has always been disgusted with the emerging literary category of online literature.

Not for anything else.

Just because of the rise of online literature, the living space for traditional writers like him is too much squeezed.

In the past two years, there have been an endless stream of online articles and film adaptations that are more in line with young people's reading habits and social concepts. Surrounded by capital and loved by audiences, online writing has almost become the main theme of contemporary literature.

One ebbs and the other, the past two years for traditional writers has actually not been good.

Let's talk about it.

Of the three works written in recent years, only one of the adaptation copyrights was sold—that is, "Snow Line Climbing", which was released on the National Day file last year.

But for such an adaptation, the word-of-mouth after its release was extremely poor.

The negation of the market made Ah Que, who is nearly 60 years old this year, feel like his days are on the wane.

However, thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and the film and television dramas adapted from web-based texts exploded one after another.

As a leader of the Writers Association and a well-known traditional writer, in the past two years, A Qu almost always dissed online articles whenever he was interviewed in public.

Relying on being able to grasp the direction of mainstream public opinion, the various websites they run are also very passive.

After all, the development of web literature has now formed a mature industrial chain. Anyone who makes a website doesn't want to be labeled as "vulgar", "brainless", "no connotation" and "cultural dross".

In order to improve and reconcile the ideas of these traditional writers on the concept of online literature, this time more than a dozen companies jointly organizing the Internet Literature Festival, through the relationship with Yu Laosan, invited several writers from Ah Qu to be the opening guests.

In Ah Qu's view, this is undoubtedly a kind of flattery and compromise.

Before coming to attend the grand ceremony, he had already prepared a speech of more than 4,000 words. Awaiting the triumphant moment of traditional writers with joy.

However, in the afternoon, the organizers temporarily notified that the process of the grand ceremony had changed, and the originally scheduled opening guest became a speech guest.

And the opening guest who originally belonged to me was replaced by Li Shixin, who made me slumped during the National Day last year!

How can this be tolerated?

"Mr. Ah Qu, I'm really sorry. As you know, Huaqi Culture is the main initiator of this literary festival, and the management side appointed Mr. Li from Huaqi Entertainment as the opening guest, so we revised the ceremony overnight. process.

However, we have fully considered the three of you. He, the opening guest, actually didn't play for a long time, only five minutes. The rest of the sessions are as usual, you, Mr. Sun, and Mr. Mai, there is no change except that the time is delayed by five minutes. It's still fifteen minutes for the speech, without any compression! The ceremony is about to begin, Mr. Ah Qu understands. Count me, count our company owes you a favor. Our general manager specially called me just now and asked me to pass on the information to the three; we will double the compensation for the three teachers for the appearance fee! "

Backstage.

Watching the chief director of the ceremony, Liu Wensheng clasped his hands together and bowed again and again, Ah Qu slammed the water glass on the dressing table.

"You also know that the ceremony is about to start? Knowing that the ceremony is about to start, you give me a temporary change? Why, Li Shixin is popular, so he can jump in line and arrange directly in front of us? He also pays for the appearance fee? Don't bow down for five buckets of rice. This is the old calendar. , but do you want the face? Do you want the strength? What do you think of me? A young lady who takes money to come out on stage? Damn it!"

Crash!

Shouting in disbelief, Ah Que directly swept the poured water glass on the table to the ground.

Seeing the teacup that bounced twice on the ground and fell to pieces, the whole crew of the ceremony choreographer and director had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Originally, in the previous communication, the big boss behaved calmly, and it seemed that he didn't pay much attention to this ceremony.

I didn't expect to make a change now, and the reaction is so strong.

This is a big trouble!

the other end.

When Li Shixin entered the backstage, he just heard the crisp sound of a teacup.

"Yo, what's the matter?"

"Ah, this"

Beside him, who was also startled by the crisp sound, Qi Didian was also taken aback.

"Mr. Li, wait here a moment, I'll go and see what's going on."

Arranging Li Shixin in the waiting room, Qi Diandian hurriedly pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and squeezed in.

In fact, she didn't need to inquire about it, just when Li Shixin sat down firmly and before he had time to take off his coat, there was another curse from the waiting room next door.

"Go to Yu Siwei, go to the person in charge of those websites and tell them that they invited me here. If the opening guest can be accepted, I will join. If not, I don't have the self-cultivation to be a green leaf for others. I will not accompany you!"

"Ah Qu teacher, don't do this, you are looking at my face."

"Sorry, I don't care about anyone's face, I want my own face today!"

"Ah, teacher, you"

"Okay, stop talking and do what you should do. I'm not in the mood to listen now."

Following another roar, several members of the choreographer and director team walked into the corridor in disgrace.

Leaning against the door, seeing this scene, Li Shixin understood what was going on even if he was mentally retarded.

This is myself, stealing the limelight from others.

People are not happy!

"Huh? Teacher Li is here."

Just when Li Shixin curled his lips, thinking that Vanity Fair was really interesting, Liu Wensheng, who had just had a bad nose in Aquna, was taken aback for a moment.

Thinking back to the wall he had encountered just now, and seeing that the opening time was only ten minutes away, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in front of Li Shixin.

"Ms. Li, Mr. Yu said hello to me, but now it's a bit difficult. The opening guest."

Liu Wenshan looks like he is in his forties. There is a clear difference between the director of this kind of ceremony and the director of film and television dramas.

Li Shixin has participated in many ceremonies, including the previous evening parties and commercial performances. The director of this kind of ceremonies has a lot of contact.

Directors of this type of ceremony don't know whether they are destined or acquired, most of them have a bitter face.

Seeing Liu Wenshan's Chinese face wrinkled into an old bitter gourd, Li Shixin couldn't help being happy.

"OK."

"ah?"

Li Shixin replied, so Liu Wenshan didn't react for a while.

"Mr. Li, what did you say?"

Seeing his bewildered look, Li Shixin chuckled, "Just now, Teacher A Qu had an opinion on the arrangement of the ceremony, and I've heard it. Now the ceremony will begin immediately, and it's not the time to compete for who will start and who will be behind. If he wants to go first , then let him go first, I don't care."

Just now, Ah Qu was furious, and he had already attracted the surrounding staff and guests.

Now, seeing Li Shixin voluntarily backing down, everyone was taken aback.

drop!

Received extreme [gratitude], strong [admiration] applause value, 48122 points!

At the same time as Li Shixin's ear burst into applause, Liu Wenshan moved his lips and bowed directly!

"Teacher Li, Gao Yi! I will remember this favor today!"

Bending over, he let out a long sigh, and secretly sighed that the difference between people in this world is so great, so Liu Wenshan got up.

Noticing that a group of staff behind him were still looking at Li Shixin in a daze, he turned around and yelled.

"What the hell are you selling? Didn't you fucking see that the ceremony was only a few minutes away? Go back to your seats, don't make any more fools!"

With his loud shout, a group of idlers turned into birds and beasts and dispersed instantly.

"Ms. Li, then you wait here first. I'll arrange the order of appearances, and I'll let Xiao Qi come to inform you later."

"Okay, Director Liu, you are busy."

Smiling at Liu Wenshan, Li Shixin returned to his waiting room and turned on his phone.

After a few minutes.

The Chinese Internet Literature Festival has officially opened.

Sitting on the large sofa in the waiting room, watching the live broadcast of the literary festival in the Chadou app on his mobile phone, Li Shixin chuckled.

Not bad, really not bad.

With 40 million viewers online, the momentum is huge!

"Realize the dream of a hero in the text, and bring the little people alive in the ups and downs. Let the best emotions take root in the text, mobilize your imagination, and start an incredible sensory adventure with the text. Walk with the ancients thousands of years ago, reappear A period of turbulent historical situation. The wonderful ideas here are shining and bizarre. The feast of the senses begins with the world constructed by words. Millions of Internet writers, tens of millions of Internet literature worlds. Welcome to come!"

With the 3D digital big screen, a stirring prologue and fragmented scenes mixed with more than a dozen popular Internet articles in the past year, the literary festival officially kicked off!

Amidst the applause at the scene, the screen on the big screen on the stage went dark.

A Qu, McGee, and Sun Tong, three traditional literary giants with microphones in hand, walked onto the stage amidst the attention and applause of dozens of celebrity guests, hundreds of Internet writers and more than 3,000 book fans.

"Okay, first of all, let us give warm applause again and sincerely thank the three teachers and the three literary seniors for coming!"

As Ah Quai waited for others to come on stage, the host greeted them with a smile.

"At today's literary event, we repeatedly heard a term - IP. We know that literature is the root of all film and television art, so the three seniors who came to the scene today have also experienced film and television in their works. Especially Mr. Aqu, whose works were adapted into well-known film and television dramas in the 1980s. Mr. Aqu, on this occasion, as a senior, we would like to express our gratitude to our young Internet Writers, what feelings and experiences do you want to convey to them?"

Facing the warm-up question from the host, Ah Que picked up the microphone.

Facing the live broadcast camera, facing the hundreds of Internet writers and thousands of book fans in the audience, he curled his lips.

"For all my own experience, although it has been adapted many times, I feel that every work has not met my expectations. It has not conveyed my thoughts well through film and television. So for I personally have reservations about IP development.

As for what to convey to network writers, how should I put it? For the group of Internet writers, my experience is of no use to them, they cannot use it. If you want to talk about your feelings and suggestions, um, try to lay a good foundation in literature, improve your writing level, and improve your personal taste. Don't export vulgar and superficial values ​​to readers. That's my advice to web writers. "

Wow!

Following A Qu's opening speech, the entire online writers, book fans, and the live broadcast page of the Chadou APP exploded!

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