Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 97 Deng Wenhu: Accept the dog! 【For subscription】

The next day.

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

After arriving at the destination at ten o'clock in the morning, Taishan picked up the plane and joined the crowd.

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 is your complexion so bad? What happened?"

Feeling powerless, Taishan replied: "You guys get ready, get ready for a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon, this is a tough battle..."

"Before our meeting was held, Yao Chongguang, vice president of the National Writers Association, vigorously reprimanded on Weibo, saying that there are so many Chinese literature works, and the online literature is not enough to be included in the list..."

Tai Shan 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 Ye Xiaoxiao said clearly: "We are using other people's interests... Who would want to have a piece of their own cake cut..."

Tai Shan nodded and said: "So, we didn't even attend the meeting, and Chairman Yao has already raised the banner of traditional literature on Weibo. Many people in the Writers Association actually have this idea in their hearts."

"After all, who would admit that he and the author of the web article are the same? Wouldn't it be a loss for nothing?"

"It's okay to say that the Internet Writers Association is just a dependent relationship with the Writers Association. As the Internet Writers Association develops better and better, some people in the Writers Association find that they are gradually unable to control us, and they are also starting to worry! "

The crowd was silent.

Knowing that it would be a tough battle, but did not 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 the Internet Writers Association, use them to gain popularity, and use them as stepping stones!
That’s right, it’s time for the Writers’ Association to change.

Taishan turned his head 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: "Both he and Zheng Guoqiang are students of Mr. Mo, and Yao Chongguang is still a disciple... They are in the same line, come from the same line, and have the same spirit!"

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

"You became famous at a young age like you, but at eighteen, you became famous in the literary world with a modern poem. Later, you joined the Writers' Association, and now you are not only the contemporary talker of Mo Lao's faction, but also the youngest vice president of the National Writers Association!"

"There are countless titles on him..."

Tai Shan stared at Li Xiang closely, and asked, "Do you know what I mean by these?"

Li Xiang remained silent.

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

Facing Tai Shan's endless exhortations, Li Xiang said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't know how to drink this time, can I still be crazy about drinking?"

Taishan nodded in relief.

An hour later, everyone arrived at the hotel where they were staying.

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

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

"Brother, I've been looking forward to it for so long, but I'm looking forward to you!"

"When we're done with our work, let's have a good drink. You don't know that my wife has been caring for me since listening to your song..."

Everyone greeted each other at the entrance of the hotel.

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

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

At the juncture of the meeting, one of the vice presidents of the Writers Association came to the door in person. What is the trouble?
The vice president of the Writers Association is in charge of various affairs and areas of expertise——

If Yao Chongguang is the No.1 modern poem in today's literary world!
Then Deng Wenhu is the No.1 ancient poem in today's literary world!
In short, these two statues are both big Buddhas, and we can't afford to offend any of them!
not to mention……

Li Xiang was drunk some time ago with a hundred poems, and in a disguised form, he also slapped the ancient poetry school in the face!
Among them, Deng Wenhu's face was also beaten!
There was a lot of scolding and fighting on Weibo, and famous writers from all walks of life all ended in person!
Li Xiang's fans and many online writers who saw the situation as unfair also immediately turned back.

This matter is very tense.

Otherwise, according to Li Xiang's current status, he wouldn't have not received an invitation to join the Ancient Poetry Association until today!

So, at this sensitive time and sensitive place today, Deng Wenhu, the vice president of the Writers Association, came to the door in person, what is his plan?
Taishan pulled Mr. Wang aside and asked in a low voice:
"Mr. Wang, what's going on? How did you recruit Deng Wenhu?"

President Wang smiled wryly, and asked Tian Qu to say:

"It's really not me who provoked it. I don't know where he found out about the hotel we stayed in, and he came to the door by himself!"

"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 slandered - I will gather with your mother!
Who knows what bad water is in their bellies?
at the same time.

In private room 203 of the hotel.

Deng Wenhu is 1.8 meters tall, with a burly physique, and he is not angry and arrogant.

In particular, the one-foot-long beard is well-groomed and looks smooth. Anyone who sees it can't but praise him-he is really a beautiful bearded man in the literary world!

now.

He sat on a chair and drank tea leisurely.

Behind.

His big apprentice, You Zangfeng, was chatting with the old man while hammering his shoulders.

"Master, is it necessary for us to come to the door in person? What is your identity? Send me to let you know?"

Deng Wenhu picked up the purple sand 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, I will still be elected as the president of the Association next year?"

"Then why are we looking for people from the Internet Writers Association? They are participating in this level of meeting for the first time, and they are very light-hearted. Even if they help us speak 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!"

Calling his apprentice to him, he explained: "Zang Feng, let me teach you to be good!"

"Who is the Internet Writers Association? Can they add up to control the competition between me and Yao Chongguang?"

You Zangfeng replied honestly: "No."

After all, with the current strength of the Internet Writers Association, no matter what, they are not qualified to get involved in this mess.

"Yes, I can't!" Deng Wenhu raised the corners of his mouth and said word by word: "But there are people who can!"

"You mean?"

"Li Xiang!"

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

"Let me teach you again, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests!"

"Yao Chongguang opposes the export of online articles, I can object, and the same... 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 realized, nodded and said: "Master, I understand, this trick is called accepting as a dog!"

(End of this chapter)