The Great Reckless Man of Entertainment from the Beginning

Chapter 97 Deng Wenhu: Accept it as a dog! [Please subscribe]

The next day.

Li Xiang and his party got on the plane to Kyoto.

After arriving at the destination at 10 a.m., Taishan picked us up and met everyone.

Get in the car and go straight to the hotel.

In the car.

Taishan looked solemn.

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

Feng Ye Xiaoxiao asked: "Taishan, why don't you look so good? What happened?"

Taishan felt deeply powerless and replied: "Be prepared for a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon. This is a tough battle..."

"Before our meeting started, Yao Chongguang, vice president of the National Writers Association, vigorously rebuked on Weibo that there were so many Chinese literary works that online articles were not qualified to be included in the list..."

Taishan looked out the window and said quietly: "I don't know who spread the rumor that the export quota of online literature will squeeze out the share of traditional literature."

Feng Yexiao said clearly: "We are tampering with other people's interests... Who would want a piece of their own cake to be cut..."

Taishan nodded in agreement: "So, we didn't even attend the meeting, but President Yao was already holding high the banner of traditional literature on Weibo. Many people in the Writers Association actually have this idea in mind."

"After all, who would admit that they and the author of the online article are the same thing? Isn't it just a loss of status?"

"Before, it was easy to say that the Internet Writers Association was just a dependent relationship to the Writers Association. As the Internet Writers Association developed better and better, some people in the Writers Association found that they could no longer control us, and they began to worry!

"

Everyone was silent.

I knew it was a tough battle, but I didn't expect the situation to be so complicated. Yao Chongguang, as the vice president of the National Writers' Association, was the first to jump out.

It seems that they want to take advantage of the Internet Writers Association, use this group of people to increase their reputation, and use them as a stepping stone!

That's right, it's time for the Writers' Association to change its term.

Taishan turned to look at Li Xiang and reminded him seemingly unintentionally: "Li Xiang, do you know the relationship between Yao Chongguang and Zheng Guoqiang?"

Li Xiang shook his head in confusion.

Taishan continued: "He and Zheng Guoqiang are both students of Mr. Mo, and Yao Chongguang is still his disciple... They are of the same blood, inherit the same blood, and are connected by the same spirit!"

"You slapped Zheng Guoqiang in the face in public at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. In fact, you stepped on Mr. Mo in disguise. I have heard a little bit about Yao Chongguang."

"You became famous at a young age like you. You were only 18 when you became famous in the literary world with a modern poem. Later, you joined the Writers' Association. Now you are not only a contemporary speaker of Mr. Mo's group, but also the youngest vice-president of the National Writers' Association!"

"There are countless titles on my body..."

Taishan stared at Li Xiang closely and asked, "Do you know what I mean by this?"

Li Xiang remained silent.

Taishan looked solemn: "I hope you understand that Yao Chongguang and Zheng Guoqiang are not on the same level. If he says something unpleasant during the meeting, don't be as reckless as last time!"

Faced with Taishan's numerous warnings and instructions, Li Xiang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't know how to drink this time. Can I still go crazy with alcohol?"

Taishan nodded happily.

An hour later, everyone arrived at their hotel.

Mr. Wang learned the news in advance and had been waiting for it for a long time.

Seeing Li Xiang, he quickly walked forward, gave him a big hug, patted Li Xiang's back hard with both hands, and said with a smile:

"Brother, I've been waiting for you for so long!"

"When we're done, let's have a nice drink together. You don't know that my wife has been even more caring to me since she listened to your song..."

Everyone was chatting at the door of the hotel.

When he was about to enter the hotel, Taishan looked embarrassed.

"Everyone, something happened inside...Deng Wenhu, vice president of the Writers' Association, is here..."

At the moment of the meeting, one of the vice-presidents of the Writers' Association came to the door in person. What was causing the fuss?

The vice-presidents of the Writers Association are in charge of different affairs and areas of expertise——

If we say that Yao Chongguang is the first person of modern poetry in today’s literary world!

Then Deng Wenhu is the number one person in ancient poetry in today’s literary world!

In short, these two statues are both giant Buddhas, and no one can afford to offend them!

not to mention……

Li Xiang wrote hundreds of poems drunkenly some time ago, which in disguise also slapped the ancient poetry school in the face!

Deng Wenhu was also slapped in the face!

The scolding war on Weibo was so intense that famous literary figures from all walks of life took action in person!

Li Xiang's fans and many Internet writers who had been grievances immediately responded.

This matter was very tense.

Otherwise, given Li Xiang’s current status, he wouldn’t have received an invitation to join the Ancient Poetry Association to this day!

So, at this sensitive time and place today, Deng Wenhu, the vice president of the Writers' Association, personally came to visit. What is his intention?

Taishan pulled Mr. Wang aside and asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Wang, what's going on? Why did you recruit Deng Wenhu?"

Mr. Wang smiled bitterly and called Tianqu:

"I really didn't provoke it. I don't know where he found out about the hotel we were staying in, and he came to see us!"

"I also asked what was going on, but he didn't say a word. His apprentice just told me to gather in his room when everyone is here..."

Taishan: "Juju?"

Mr. Wang: “Juju!”

Taishan secretly cursed - I will gather with your mother!

Who knows what kind of bad water is in their stomachs?

at the same time.

In private room 203 of the hotel.

Deng Wenhu is 1.8 meters tall, has a strong build, and is not angry or powerful.

In particular, his one-foot-long beard is carefully groomed and looks smooth and smooth. No one can say a word of praise when he sees it - he is really a handsome man in the literary world!

now.

He sat on a chair and drank tea leisurely.

behind.

His eldest disciple, You Zangfeng, was chatting while giving the old man a shoulder hammer.

"Master, do we need to come to the door in person? What is your identity? Can you just send me a notification?"

Deng Wenhu picked up the purple clay pot in his hand and said with a smile: "It's different. This meeting is of great importance. If Yao Chongguang's wish is fulfilled, will I still have a share in the election for Chairman of the Working Association next year?"

"Then why are we looking for people from the Internet Writers Association? It's their first time attending a meeting of this level, and they are indifferent. Even if they speak for us and are willing to stand by your side, it will be of no use, right?"

Deng Wenhu shook his head and said: "Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

He called his apprentice to him and explained, "Zang Feng, I'll teach you to be a good boy!"

"What the hell is the Internet Writers Association? Can they combined together influence the competition between me and Yao Chongguang?"

You Zangfeng answered honestly: "No."

After all, with the current strength of the Internet Writers Association, it is not qualified to get involved in this matter.

"Yes, you can't!" Deng Wenhu raised the corners of his mouth and said word by word: "But someone can!"

"You mean?"

"Li Xiang!"

"Didn't he have a quarrel with us? Cooperate with him?"

"I'll teach you again, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests!"

"Yao Chongguang opposes the export of online articles. I can oppose it. Likewise... I can also agree. It depends on their sincerity!"

"You mean?"

"Li Xiang is a double-edged sword, but I want to use it for myself!"

You Zangfeng suddenly understood, nodded and said: "Master, I understand, this trick is called accepting and being a dog!"

(End of chapter)