I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

Cheng Che's emotions were very complicated at this moment.

As the person involved, his experience reading the diary was completely different from that of netizens.

The netizen was reading a story, but he was actually retracing his steps back to the past based on those words.

He turned to look at Tian Xiwei—she was still standing beside him, her face slightly flushed, but she didn't avoid his gaze, just staring straight at him.

In a daze, he seemed to return to that night in Mihai—when he was trending on social media because of a sudden accident, and Tian Xiwei, whom he had only known for a few days, dared to risk speaking up for him.

At that moment, at this moment.

The time he spent with her wasn't actually that long.

He sometimes wondered if everything was moving too fast, considering they hadn't even known each other for very long.

But now, he suddenly stopped worrying.

Liking someone has nothing to do with how long you've known them, and you don't necessarily have to spend a lot of time together before you can start a relationship.

It's perfectly reasonable that Cheng Che would like Tian Xiwei.

He pecked her on the cheek in front of Sister Zhang and Xiao Tang.

"Thank you," he said.

Tian Xiwei smiled and then feigned displeasure, pouting, "What are you saying? So polite."

"Isn't this what I should be doing?"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault." Cheng Che didn't argue and didn't want to. "Leave the rest to me."

"Xiao Tang." He then looked at his assistant.

"Sir!" Soldier No. 1, Dongdong Yao Xiaotang, immediately raised his hand in salute.

"Have you prepared everything I asked you to?" Cheng Che asked.

"It's all ready." Xiao Tang nodded.

"Go back to the hotel first, and you can send out the stuff." Cheng Che waved his hand. "While we have time, I'll contact the editor-in-chief."

"No problem!" Xiao Tang smiled like a dragon king.

Three years (crossed out).

The three-week period has ended!

The Dragon King is back!

……

The four of them returned to the hotel and met in Cheng Che's suite.

Cheng Che was texting Bai Ye, while Xiao Tang was fiddling with her phone with her head down.

Tian Xiwei and Sister Zhang exchanged a glance, wondering what these two had prepared, as they seemed to think they were invincible.

But neither of them asked; they just believed it!

By this time, the internet was in complete chaos.

The novel "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" and Tian Xiwei's diary both topped the trending search list, and the trending search related to the controversy surrounding Cheng Che was still active in the afternoon.

There are arguments under every topic.

Some people were moved by the song and the diary, and turned around to refute the conspiracy theories about "ghostwriting" and "scriptwriting" on Cheng Che's behalf.

Some people refused to admit it, insisting that Cheng Che must have powerful backers and that Tian Xiwei was also part of the plan, and that neither of them were good people!

There were also some self-proclaimed rational and objective people making "rational discussions" below, but they all contained some leading remarks.

Just when these forces were locked in a stalemate, a turning point occurred.

At 10:14 PM, Cheng Che's Weibo was updated again.

Countless people were stunned when they saw it, because Cheng Che didn't say anything nonsense, but directly presented a poem.

A modern poem.

"answer":

"Baseness is the passport of the base, nobility is the epitaph of the noble."

This modern poem gets straight to the point; the very first line is like a sharp knife, piercing straight into everyone's eyes.

And this is far from over—

"Look, in that gilded sky, the distorted reflections of the dead float everywhere."

The Ice Age is over, so why are there still ice crystals everywhere?

The Cape of Good Hope has been discovered, so why are thousands of sails racing in the Dead Sea?

……

In the hotel, Sister Zhang stared blankly at the text on her phone.

She wasn't a great writer, but one advantage of modern poetry over classical poetry is that it's easier to understand.

She knows Chinese, and as long as she knows Chinese, she can roughly understand the beginning of the poem.

Clearly, Cheng Che was using the poem to ask a rhetorical question.

What did he do wrong? Why should he be subjected to such malicious speculation?

The world is already so wonderful, so why do such terrible things always happen?

Sister Zhang realized—it wasn't "royal pigs" after all, but rather "emperors among pigs"!

Xiao Tang looked at her with disdain, seeing her as someone who had never seen the world before.

Adults with long hair but short brains!

When she first saw this poem, she was much calmer than this middle-aged woman.

……

"I came into this world with only paper, rope and shadow, so that I could proclaim the voices of those who have been judged before the trial."

Let me tell you, world, I—don't—believe—it!

……

Looking at these lines, Tian Xiwei's red lips parted slightly, realizing for the umpteenth time that she had truly found a wonderful boyfriend, one who was not only talented but also gentle.

Inside a Bai ethnic minority house in Dali.

As a college student who had been on leave of absence for a long time, Yang Mo had forgotten a lot of his knowledge, but he was still capable of understanding a modern poem.

Speaking of which, this afternoon he was still speaking up for Cheng Che online, arguing with someone for hundreds of hours.

But unfortunately, others' words carried little weight, and instead of helping Cheng Che, Cheng Che found himself being insulted as well...

He was a little sad, but now that he sees this modern poem, he feels it was all worth it!

He may have little influence, but fortunately, just as Cheng Che wrote in his poem, he will speak up for innocent people like him!

Since things have come to this... you little devils, come and fight your Grandpa Yang Mo for another three hundred rounds!!

Tranquil sea.

In a seaweed-thatched house, Grandpa Xie, wearing sunglasses, looked at Cheng Che's poem thoughtfully.

That's a really cool poem! He can memorize it later.

When the village children come to play, he sits down in the yard.

Suddenly, he blurted out: "Let me tell you, world, I—don't—believe—it!"

Wouldn't that make those kids incredibly cool?

Also, he suddenly felt a little jealous of Cheng Che.

Damn, this kid is acting all high and mighty!

Wow!

……

"I don't believe the sky is blue, I don't believe in the echo of thunder, I don't believe dreams are false, and I don't believe death goes unpunished."

If the ocean is destined to breach its banks, let all the bitterness flow into my heart; if the land is destined to rise, let humanity choose anew the peak of survival…

……

Chinese website, editor-in-chief's office.

Workaholic Bai Ye was about to go home after get off work when she saw Cheng Che's Weibo post.

She had to admit that she was a little confused.

This isn't a baby's mud... isn't the contrast a bit too big?

Bai Ye thought she had already thought highly of Cheng Che—

When he serialized "Battle Through the Heavens," he had already shown his talent during the new book period. Even before the series was halfway through, he, as a newcomer, made it to the top of the bestseller list.

So she defied all opposition and let him write a book to prove the power of black gold.

Later, when "Dragon Raja" was released, she gave it 100% trust, pushing all kinds of promotion and recommendations to the limit. And as it turned out, she was right to have chosen the right person.

But now it seems she misjudged the situation...

She still underestimated him...

What exactly did that kid with the deadly blade pull out of the pool of books back then?

Superstar?

A monstrous beast from the wilderness?

Or is it... really "Number Zero"?