The Great Reckless Man of Entertainment from the Beginning

Chapter 32 You are just a mess, boss!

Li Xiang pointed at everyone present, tilted his head and asked Zheng Guoqiang: "Teacher Zheng, do you have any research on Internet articles?"

"Then do you know why they write online articles?"

"For hobbies or to promote what you call the so-called literature to carry the Tao?"

"No!"

"neither!"

"They are just trying to make ends meet, just to make ends meet, boss!!!"

"You don't cater to the market, you don't please readers, and you stupidly stand there and shout, I want to convey the truth through writing, I want to promote mainstream values?"

"Don't talk about such big and simple things to us. Just hearing it makes me laugh!"

"In your entire speech, I only saw one sentence!"

"Why not eat minced meat!"

"Internet article authors are like crucian carp crossing the river. Hundreds of thousands of new authors join this field every year!"

"Including me, I have to compete with countless people every day, using talent or hard work to prove that I am the one percent, one thousandth, or even one ten thousandth that survives!!!"

"Every day, some people enter the venue happily, while others leave in despair!"

"And the many authors sitting in this studio, remember what I said, each of them survived fighting against thousands of armies!"

"These works have been recognized by the market and readers, and why do you deny them on behalf of the readers?"

"We don't have as high a pursuit as you! We can turn our interests into work. While making a living, we can also bring comfort to the people you talk about!"

“We have tried our best to be able to do this!!!”

Offstage.

Many authors seemed to have gotten to know Li Xiang again and deeply agreed with his words.

Some of the sentimental authors even had tears in their eyes!

Li Xiang’s words really touched their hearts!

Taishan held Mr. Wang's hand tightly, fearing that he would interrupt Li Xiang's speech.

From his beaming expression, you can tell how much he agrees with Li Xiang's words!

Mr. Wang's hand hurt from being pinched by Taishan, but he didn't care. He stared straight at Li Xiang, as if he saw himself when he was young!

So high-spirited and full of vitality!

Fengshen made a rare expletive:

"That's right, do it!"

The Dragon King looked at Li Xiang with a complicated expression. His spine, which had just been interrupted by Zheng Guoqiang's few words, was interrupted by Li Xiang's words!

Zheng Guoqiang's face became increasingly ugly.

The surrounding disciples and disciples also looked at each other angrily, and several of them with hot tempers wanted to stand up and come to Li Xiang to argue.

"Sit down and listen to me!"

Shan Shui Yi Cheng and Cang Shan Yue forced them to sit down!

They had been thinking about saying this for a long time, maybe because they were old and had become hesitant and did not dare to be the first to speak out in protest.

but!

Although I don’t have the courage to refute the Vice Chairman of the Writers Association in public, I still have the courage to help maintain order!

To put it crudely!

I am not afraid of those who wear shoes when I am barefoot!

What the hell can you do to me?

Li Xiang pointed at Zheng Guoqiang and asked: "What about you?"

"What are you here for?"

"Building a reputation? Purchasing fame?"

"Or for the sake of the words in your mouth?"

"Stop representing the people, you are just yourself!"

"There is no real empathy in this world. You have never experienced our lives for a day, so how can you have the confidence to tell us what to do?"

"You are different from us!"

"Your title is very resounding, and you have many disciples and grandchildren!"

"You can receive a subsidy by talking loudly every day, and receive an income that is beyond the reach of 99% of authors!"

"We hold gatherings from all over the place, and everyone praises you!"

"You have never fallen into the dust, how can you understand what we write?"

"Even if one day I fall behind the times and are abandoned by readers and the market, I will leave."

"because!"

"I am at least a generation young!"

"As for now, I can still write, and the people behind me can still write! They don't need to listen to you! What they need is to listen to the voices of readers, the market, and even this era!"

"Do you know what our current times tell us?"

"Don't be afraid, rush!"

"I'm not afraid of the southern wall, and I don't believe in the southern wall, so why should I believe in the so-called truth you say?"

"It is true that the truth is often in the hands of a few people, but I don't think what you just said is the truth!"

"If the so-called truth in your mouth is the view represented by the mainstream literary world today, then I can only express my extreme disappointment to the entire literary world!"

"Finally, I admit that readers are scolding me, but if you dare to scold me with such a condescending attitude again, you must be prepared to lose the entire family tree!"

"If you go back and read these words of mine carefully, they will definitely bring you rewards and make further progress!"

Zheng Guoqiang was extremely angry and laughed: "Young people don't know how high the sky is!"

"I kindly pointed out the bright road for you, so you don't appreciate it, but you think I'm scolding you?"

"I, the Vice Chairman of the Writers' Association, took the time from my busy schedule to come here to hold this symposium for you, and even started to have a grudge?"

"I have been involved in the literary world for decades, and I have never seen such a young man who disrespects teachers and moral principles like you!"

"Didn't your teacher teach you how to write the word "rules"?"

"Just based on what you said today about bullying your master and destroying your ancestors, I can conclude that you will never be successful in this life. I, Zheng Guoqiang, said so!"

Li Xiang retorted: "Deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?"

"Whose teacher are you, and whose ancestor are you?"

Li Xiang pointed to his disciples and disciples and said:

"You are their heaven, but not mine!"

"Whether I will be more successful in this life will never concern you! Because I know that I will definitely be more successful than you!"

Zheng Guoqiang seemed to have heard a big joke:

"More promising than me? I have many names and numerous works!"

"So what if the new great master of Internet literature is not recognized by the entire mainstream literature? What does it matter to you as a new great master?"

"Who knows about the guy who ranks tens of thousands of celebrities?"

Zheng Guoqiang pointed at himself and said: "And I am the vice chairman of the East China Writers Association, the deputy secretary-general of the East China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and the visiting professor of the Xiangnan College of Literature!"

"I have written about my teachings and been invited to participate in various activities. Even if a celebrity sees me, he still calls me Teacher Zheng!"

"There is a huge difference in our status. Recognize your identity before speaking. You are a master of online writing. In my eyes, you are nothing but bullshit!"

As soon as this map cannon was released.

Everyone in the audience, both the author and the editor, felt sad. They were proud of their career and their painstaking efforts.

In the eyes of this so-called literary guru, it was as ridiculous as a child playing house.

The disciples, disciples, and grandsons laughed cooperatively.

In the ears of everyone.

It's so harsh, yet so helpless.

Because everyone knows...

Zheng Guoqiang is telling the truth, but the truth hurts the most!

(End of chapter)