star king

Chapter 120 War Between Two Realms
After playing for a day and having dinner with Yang Feifei and the others outside, the three Su Tong brothers and sisters returned home.

When Su Tong came out of the shower, Xiao Yu ran towards him with her mobile phone.

"Brother, I had a call just now, but I've already hung up. I said you were taking a shower." Xiaoyu handed the phone to Su Tong.

"Whose is it?" Su Tong looked through the call records, and saw that it was Principal Song's call.

There might be something important, Su Tong hurried to the study and called Principal Song back.

"Student Su, you, you, let me tell you what's good about you..." As soon as the two of them connected on the phone, Principal Song began to criticize Su Tong.

Su Tong was at a loss: "Principal Song, what's the matter, I didn't violate school discipline or anything?"

Principal Song looked like he couldn't beat or scold Su Tong: "It's fine if you just violated the school discipline, and I can cover it for you. You've committed public anger now, do you know that?"

Su Tong was even more puzzled: "Principal Song, why am I being outraged again?" Ma De, as a celebrity, especially as a sunny and handsome celebrity who is infinitely beautiful, it is really difficult. Who did you provoke again?

"Don't you remember what microwave you sent last night?" Principal Song reminded.

Su Tong blinked: "I posted a lot, I don't remember much, I didn't leak any state secrets."

"You go to Microwave and apologize to Poet Fan, saying that he is also a senior, a senior who is almost fifty, how can you scold him like that. Literati are light, you are honest, it is nothing to scold him plainly , wrote such a satirical and sarcasm counterattack, which is similar to digging someone’s ancestral grave. I heard that he was trembling with anger when he saw it in the morning, and he almost went to the hospital.” Principal Song said over there, a little serious at first, and the following words Also with a bit of schadenfreude.

Fan Jian is an extreme member of the National Writers Association who strongly opposes Su Tong's entry into the Association. He is arrogant and talented, otherwise he would not be able to join the National Writers Association.

"Haha, then the old man is really smart, I can tell right away, I thought he would think I'm stupid or generous, I really want to talk to him about being a hero." Su Tong laughed loudly, and finally remembered this.

Principal Song was a little speechless, this Su Tong was too big-hearted, as expected, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

"Now a lot of people from the Writers' Association are condemning you, at the national, provincial, and municipal levels. Please restrain yourself and don't make too much noise. I want to introduce you to join the Association in the future. The honor of the Writers' Association seems to be of little practical value. Benefits, but the actual benefits are very great, but they are invisible and intangible." Principal Song knew that Su Tong saw so many people denouncing him, he would not remain silent, let alone apologize, and could only tell him to be careful.

"Yeah, thank you Principal Song for reminding me, I'll go up and have a look." After hanging up with Principal Song, Su Tong turned on the computer.

Emma, ​​if you don't watch the microwave for a day, there is already a lot of noise on the microwave, and the momentum is extremely loud. The fans who used to read Nujiao made a fuss, it can only be regarded as a small fight.

But this time, it was like piercing the sky.

I saw Microwave Toutiao, and the main characters were him and Fan Jian.

Moreover, due to the war between the two of them, a war has been triggered between the traditional literature circle and the network literature circle.

Su Tong looked at the microwaves and comments of those traditional writers, and couldn't help being amused.

Like apostles, they shoulder the historical mission and touch the beauty of human hearts with their pens, thinking that only they are the saviors, and only they can save the people in dire straits.

"Look at what kind of people come out of the Internet literature world now, who think that they are number one in the world after writing two good poems, and they are so sarcastic about an old-timer in the literary world."

"It's not enough for these writers to poison young people, but they also want to occupy the magpie's nest and drive us out of the literary world?"

"Wrote a few songs, wrote a few novels without any nutrition, and thought that I was a great writer and poet, and I could look down on real poets and writers. It's too uneducated."

"The Internet literary world is a cancer. I suggest that the country crack down on pornography and illegal activities, and clean up the Internet in an all-round way. Look at what novels you write. There are pornographic articles everywhere. People's hearts are not ancient, and morality is lost."

"It's so scary. A writer with a background in writing online novels has the audacity to protest and provoke our old Daqin writers."

"No, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. You were not in the womb when Mr. Fan wrote his poems."

"..."

People in the traditional literary world not only attacked Su Tong, but also attacked the entire online literary world.

There are more authors in the online literary world than in the traditional literary world. Although ninety-nine out of ten authors are on the street, the base is so large that many people can't sit still.

There are also human rights in the streets.

"Fuck your sister, I don't deny that there are many scumbags in the online literature world, who write small pornography and so on, but your map cannon is so big, be careful to kill your mother."

"Grass mud horse, what happened to you in my online literary world? Did you steal your jobs? Everyone opens their own stores, and your store has no customers. It's all my fault."

"It's better than quality. I don't think your traditional literary circles are any better. You can shoot like this."

"I'll find a few pornographic books from your traditional literary world, and I promise you will enjoy reading them and masturbate ten times a night."

"You can't poop, don't you think the latrine is too hard?"

"They all make a living by writing. As long as you are tall, you have a sense of accomplishment, don't you?"

"..."

Many writers, including small and medium gods, and even great gods, jumped out to fight back.

Of course, writers with not-so-clean backgrounds can only make a fortune silently, and dare not come out, lest things go wrong and be exposed, lose their jobs, or even go to jail.

Shenlong also jumped out: "Brothers and sisters of Longmeng, some people say that my book is scum. Our Longmeng is a group of ignorant and incompetent people, doing nothing, addicted to the world of online novels, and do not want to make progress. What do you think? ?”

"What else can I do, kill those self-righteous hypocrites."

"Fuck the group of whores and set up memorial archways."

"I can't even understand what kind of stuff I wrote. Do you have to force me to read it, and don't let me read online novels?"

"You are the ones who are supercilious. We are not so lucky to eat your delicacies from mountains and seas. We just like simple food."

"A bunch of sanctimonious guys, I don't hesitate to say you."

"Hello writer, goodbye writer."

"..."

In the battle between Internet writers and traditional writers, the fans below will naturally not stand idly by, causing the world to turn upside down.

The struggle across the two worlds has gradually begun.

Su Tong saw in the microwave, there were a few members of the Writers Association who spoke badly to him, and he laughed.

"A writer from the Xijiang Provincial Writers' Association, from Jiujiang City, haha, with a pen name of Xianglu." The first writer he wanted to fight back was a woman in her 30s, with a surname of Zhao, a rare surname.

I roughly looked at her profile, yo, there is also a daughter named Ziyan.

I'll go, it can't be such a coincidence.

Su Tong was worried that his counterattack would make the other party mad.

However, hehe, knowing that I almost sent Fan Jianqi to the hospital, and you dare to provoke me, I guess you are also ready to be hospitalized.

"Without education, if you hang silk at home all day, you will only have two poems in your life." This is what the incense burner said to Su Tong.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Tong began to reply.

(End of this chapter)