October 14th, 7:50 am.
Wuzhen Qingshui Resort Hotel, the auditorium was noisy.
Not only were the more than 200 seats fully occupied, but there were also many photographers and reporters surrounding the platform.
A line of large characters displayed on the screen is eye-catching;
"Opening Ceremony of 2121 Dongguo International Internet Literature Week."
There are about thirty seats in the first two rows of the venue, and the chairs have name tags on them.
In the front row, sit the leaders of relevant government departments, as well as the heads or representatives of online literature platforms such as Dingmin, Tudou, Digui, Maomao, etc. There is also the eldest son of the Sun family, I eat rice, Tiancan little strange beans, and can talk.
Hou Yang and other well-known online literature writers.
In the second row, sat Zhao Qingge, Ouyang Youquan, Ye Mei, Hu Yinhong and other members of the Writers' Association, literary critics, or experts and scholars involved in the study of online literature.
The third row is friends from the media.
The fourth row is the invited second-level online writers.
The fifth row is representatives of cultural industries.
Row six...
Li Peifeng? Li Peifeng sits in the last row! He is purely there to gather people for the camera.
"What kind of meeting needs me to hold it in person?"
Li Peifeng felt a little impatient and flipped through a small notebook that the staff gave him before joining the meeting, which contained the meeting arrangements.
On the 14th, after the opening ceremony, I visited the China Internet Literature Development Achievements Exhibition on my own - well, the workload today shouldn't be heavy.
On the 15th, online authors, various online novel platforms, and critics will start a tripartite roundtable to discuss the development of online literature—Lao Zhao and himself will be busy tomorrow.
On the 16th, there will be a summit dialogue on how to strengthen the international dissemination of online literature - writing a summary.
On the 17th, the closing ceremony will be held - go home and leave that day!
"Time, time, can we fast forward! Jump directly to the 17th?"
Li Peifeng has a headache, because in addition to this work, he also has to complete a lecture manuscript on online literature creation in the past few days, which will be used when he returns to school. But now he has not touched a single stroke, and the title "The Female Queen"
The updates of this novel cannot be stopped.
Write, write, code, code!
"Online literature has reached a critical stage of transformation, upgrading and development. To undertake the historical mission of building a cultural power entrusted by the times, to contribute to the exchanges and mutual learning of world civilizations, and to build a community with a shared future for mankind, we must..."
Li Peifeng's head hurt even more because the opening ceremony officially started.
From the official spokesperson on the podium, who was wearing black trousers and a white shirt and had a smooth voice, he felt in advance how boring the meeting would be. It was probably more boring than boring.
"Cruel, I came into contact with the essence of life again."
Li Peifeng sighed. Although he was impatient, this was work after all. He picked up the computer and started recording. After the meeting, Lao Zhao would definitely ask him for it. It would be unreasonable if he paddled the whole process by himself.
"The purpose of holding the Dongguo International Internet Literature Week this time is to further focus on the international communication of Internet literature, discuss the high-quality development path of Internet literature, and promote Internet literature to become a world-class cultural phenomenon as soon as possible. Below I will report on the "International Communication of Dongguo Internet Literature"
Development Report", which provides detailed data on the development of online literature in 2121. Currently, the number of online literature users reaches 605 million..."
"What a waste of life!"
Li Peifeng turned into a ruthless recording machine, and the keyboard clicked, but the thoughts in his mind were not at all about the meeting.
It feels very bad to do such repetitive, meaningless things that you don't like at all.
He now has some doubts about whether he should study for a Ph.D. in the future, because he might be even more bored after studying for a Ph.D. than now. Can he bear it?
Is it really good to study for a Ph.D. for the sake of studying for a Ph.D.?
I haven’t written my master’s thesis yet, it’s 50,000 words, not including references and citations.
Not to mention the doctoral thesis, which is 150,000 words without citations, and I am still one CSSCI short of Bobi’s requirements. I don’t know if I can get it out of the way, hey!
The desire to break out of the earth is getting stronger...
"Little brother, you type so fast."
"fine."
A gentle and touching female voice came from the chair on the right. Li Peifeng's myriad thoughts were restrained, and his hands typing on the keyboard stopped. While responding subconsciously, he turned his head slightly and glanced.
At this glance, the word regret was written all over my heart, and plum blossoms fell all over Nanshan!
Auntie, why can you look so ugly?!
The woman next to her was about forty years old. Her large fleshy double eyelids seemed to have just been operated on. Her awl-shaped chin was bone-grinding at first glance, and her hyaluronic acid-filled cheeks were extremely swollen.
That was all. Li Peifeng could still bear it, but she actually put on the energy of an eighteen-year-old girl and looked at him shyly.
"What sin have I done? That led to this unjust case!"
Li Peifeng was so frightened by the ugliness that he was so nervous that he couldn't even speak. He just nodded and closed his laptop.
Pack it up, pick it up, and leave.
For an ugly person of this level, don't talk to her, just look at her again is an insult to her.
Li Peifeng didn't want to insult this aunt, so he didn't even think about it and just ran away.
"Hey, where are you going?"
The aunt was left alone, stamping her feet in shame and anger, and whispering: "Come back!"
"Pfft~haha~"
Seeing this scene, the people around couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, which actually added some joy to the otherwise boring venue.
"I guess that handsome guy will never come back."
"You are too charming and he can't stand you."
…
Li Peifeng did not go far, but entered the bathroom at the corner outside the venue.
Originally, he didn't want to stay at the venue anymore, and the things he had recorded were almost enough for the meeting. After being so embarrassed, he simply came out and took advantage of the opportunity to relax.
“I don’t know when this shabby meeting will be over!”
After pulling up his pants, washing his hands, and coming out of the bathroom, Li Peifeng passed by the entrance of the venue. When he saw that the speaker was still talking a lot of nonsense, he didn't want to go in.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Old Zhao listened very seriously."
At an accidental glance, he saw Zhao Qingge in the front row writing notes with his head down, and Li Peifeng's eyes softened.
But then she saw those Internet literary masters, representatives of Internet literature platforms and other experts around her, and then thought that she could only sit in the last row and was not even qualified to attend the conference. She only borrowed Zhao Qingge's face by entering.
During the meeting, he transformed into a coding machine and was made dizzy by the ugliness of the wrongly accused woman. All kinds of thoughts were intertwined...
Instantly, Li Peifeng felt a burst of anger in his heart.
"Damn it, on February 3rd this year, at the Internet Literature Summit, I stood outside the door like a follower!"
"Li Peifeng, Li Peifeng, what do you think will happen to you after you sell the film and television rights? In fact, it's still bullshit! You idiot!!"
After hesitating for a moment, Li Peifeng turned around and returned to the bathroom, but this time he entered a single room with a partition. He hung up his laptop and locked the door, shouting viciously in his heart.
"System, I want to cheat, ah no... I want to draw a lottery!"
A few days ago, Li Peifeng completed an unexpected mission on a direct flight from the capital to Hangzhou and won two lottery opportunities.
He originally planned not to draw for the time being. On the one hand, he was in a foreign country and was not as safe and secure as at home, so he was afraid of causing strange phenomena and being noticed during the draw. Secondly, the chances of drawing two draws were really small, and the probability of getting a bye was high.
Not small, Li Peifeng wants to save more, at least do a five-draw draw.
But for now...what the hell!
***The author has something to say***
No more, I'll make up for it tomorrow... A lot of things have happened, but I won't make excuses. I only owe one chapter, and regret fills my chest. I kowtow to my parents who live and feed me. I'm sorry!
This chapter has been completed!