As a top star, I only want to eat soft rice

Chapter 167

The old man was very happy.

"Ahem, my name is Jiang Langcaijin."

"I am a mediocre little author, my representative work is "The Lights We Blown Out Together in Those Years". I heard that Miss Baiwan can't sleep at night because she calls my name. It's really strange."

"After all, I don't have much inspiration every day. At most, I spend a few hours to write a mere 60,000 words."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will still be the first place in the Women's Literature Competition. The book is not finished yet. I don't know why the organizers always want to call me and ask me to collect the 2 million prize."

"I haven't gone because I have made a lot of money recently."

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Damn, pretending to be cool, who can't do it?

Jiang Chen's mouth twitched, and he looked at everyone with a strange look, and then looked at the direction of the rostrum.

He thought to himself, could it be that he had taken the wrong path?

Is this a young writers' exchange meeting? Or a young writers' show-off meeting?

Why are they all so good at pretending?

Is this the quality of today's young writers?

Finally.

His mouth twitched with difficulty, and he said lightly:

"Jiang Chen, no works."

At this time.

He has not yet planned to reveal his identity as a writer.

After all, the current achievements of 'Jiang Langcai Jin' are far from 'Director Jiang'.

It is a bit difficult to withdraw from the entertainment industry by relying on the identity of a writer.

Hearing this.

Everyone nodded with satisfaction.

This is the effect they want.

Their main task tonight is to try their best to show their achievements and talents in front of Jiang Chen.

Let Jiang Chen realize that he actually has no writing talent.

Only Han Xueer looked at Jiang Chen meaningfully.

Because she knew Jiang Chen could actually write.

And his writing skills were very high.

He had already found several writing forums for people to read his "Kangxi Dynasty".

Everyone praised it highly.

This showed that Jiang Chen's writing skills were very strong.

The self-introduction was completed.

The atmosphere at the table also became a little warmer.

Zhang Hanming, the old man, didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong. After looking at Jiang Chen meaningfully, he actually stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Since everyone has introduced themselves, let me introduce myself too."

"My name is Zhang Hanming. I am the dean of the Lyrics and Music Department of Kyoto Conservatory of Music, and also a distinguished professor of the Faculty of Literature of Kyoto University."

"My environment and conditions back then were not comparable to yours, so my starting point was naturally a little worse."

"I was recommended to Kyoto University when I was 19 years old. My first work when I was 20 years old, by coincidence, won the Mao Dun Literature Prize and was included in the National Library."

"I originally thought that this was the highest achievement of my life."

"I didn't expect that the books I wrote later on all achieved good results. I have now become a member of the Mao Dun Literature Prize Council. Every few years, I have to serve as a judge. Haha, it's also quite interesting."

"Later, I got older and couldn't write books, so I started composing music and writing lyrics."

" At first, I just wanted to kill time, but I didn't expect that what I wrote would be quite popular. "

"Many people asked me to write songs and lyrics."

"The Kyoto Conservatory of Music also let me serve as the dean of the Lyrics and Music Department. Now, I can't write lyrics anymore, and my main job is to teach students."

"But after all, I'm old, and I can only teach a few hundred students every year."

"These students are not very obedient, and often mess up major literary competitions, which is a headache."

"However, watching these guys grow up slowly and become the mainstays of the Chinese literary world one by one is a very meaningful thing, haha."

After listening to what he said.

The table was suddenly silent for a moment.

Everyone looked at Zhang Hanming with complicated eyes.

Damn, when it comes to pretending, the old guy is still better!

Admitted to Kyoto University! Judge of the Mao Dun Literature Prize...

Dean of the Lyrics and Music Department...has countless students...

If you take out each of these items, wouldn't it be enough to brag about it for a year or two?

Unexpectedly, from the mouth of Mr. Zhang, it was just a few words like this.

After Zhang Hanming finished speaking, he smiled and looked at Jiang Chen again.

He said this, of course, with his own deep meaning.

Since he wants to take people as students, how can he not show himself appropriately?

However.

What he didn't know was.

At this moment, Jiang Chen's heart was like a thousand alpaca horses galloping through it.

He secretly complained.

Damn, I was wondering why the authors at this table were so pretentious.

It turned out that they were all led astray by this old guy!

At this time, there was still some time before the exchange meeting officially started.

Everyone chatted for a while.

The topic unconsciously turned to the most popular writer on the Internet now.

Jiang Lang's talent ran out.

"By the way, have you seen Jiang Lang's talent run out?"

Jiang Fangshu suddenly asked.

"No."

Nie Yunkong shook his head: "I asked the organizer, Jiang Lang seems to have run out of ideas and did not come to participate in this exchange meeting."

"That's a pity."

Jiang Fangshu was a little regretful: "This guy is a real genius."

"Now he is the most popular on the Internet. A book has not been finished yet, but it has caused heated discussions on the Internet, and he easily got more than two million in bonuses."

"What's more outrageous is that this guy can update 50,000 to 60,000 words every day, and the level of his words and writing skills is extremely high."

"I really don't know how his brain grows."

Jiang Fangshu said with great admiration.

Others also nodded: "Yes, I also read his book "Those Years, We Blow the Lights Together", which is indeed very well written."

"I even doubt whether that guy really robbed a tomb, otherwise how could the details in the book be so clear?"

"This is the writer's imagination and writing skills, which is worth learning from."

Everyone expressed their opinions.

Xu Mengyao also joined in the fun and said, "It's really good. I can't sleep every night after reading it."

Among the young people at the table, only Jiang Chen didn't speak.

Zhuo Shutong suddenly looked at Jiang Chen:

"Jiang Chen, I heard that Jiang Langcaijin updates 60,000 words every day. Many people say that he is a true genius. What do you think?"

Jiang Chen's mouth twitched, thinking that I really don't want to show off.

Why do you always get close to me?

He shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't read his works."

Zhuo Shutong sighed and said: "That's a pity. This Jiang Langcaijin is the most popular author this year. The books he wrote are almost phenomenal works."

"It's just a gimmick."

Jiang Chen shook his head: "If he didn't write a tomb-robbing novel in the Women's Literature Competition, how could he get such a high level of attention?"

"If I have to comment, there are only four words: sensationalism, not worth mentioning."

After hearing what he said.

Everyone was a little surprised and stunned.

Damn, this guy is really too arrogant, isn't he?

He doesn't have any representative works, but he actually says that others are not worth mentioning? !

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