Criticism from the outside world is still in full swing, and the attacks against the third young master of the Tang family have never stopped for a second. Those writers who have been silent for a long time, like fake corpses, all jumped out and published their stories in major newspapers and magazines

The so-called "high opinions", while stating the long history of Chinese literature, also denounced the poison of Internet literature. With their saliva, they almost made "Internet literature" a public enemy.

As a physical figure - the third young man of the Tang family, this 185cm tall young man no longer dares to leave the hotel door. Reporters are standing outside, waiting for the moment he goes out to carpet-bomb him.

"Brother Bao, I can't stand it any longer!" The third young master of the Tang family looked at Bao Jianfeng with a bitter face.

"Third Young Master, the boss has said that this matter is not only related to you, but also to the future of the entire online literature. So, you must hold on! Those famous people will not be proud for long. You have to believe the boss

, he will definitely turn things around!" Bao Jianfeng could only comfort the third young master of the Tang family at this moment.

The third young master of the Tang family smiled bitterly. He could only hold on. He had no choice, and now he had no way out. If he was really blocked by these physical writers, then 'online literature' would probably have no future. Then he could make a living by relying on online literature.

The dream was shattered.

Boss, I hope you can succeed! Although the third young master of the Tang family didn't know what Lin Feng was doing, he silently prayed for Lin Feng.

In online literature, there is no retreat at the moment.

"Hmph, now it's interesting. If the country finally bans 'Internet Literature', then Lin Feng's filming of "Infinite Horror" will be a joke! And if we can ban 'Internet Literature' now, we may not be able to ban online games in the future!" Chen Xiaowei

sneer.

Although banning online games sounds a bit fanciful, it is not completely impossible. Although Lin Feng is favored, it is only Mr. Wen and Mr. Xi who appreciate him. If someone changes in the future, Lin Feng can still

Are you as comfortable as a fish in water now? I'm afraid that by then, it will be difficult for Lin Feng to protect himself. With his character and acting style, he is definitely the one causing trouble.

Wait! Chen Xiaowei wants to see what Lin Feng's future will be like.

On the other side, Lin Feng has arrived in Beijing. Without further ado, he goes straight to the outskirts of the city.

"Uh, boss, where is this? This looks quite shabby!" Lin Chiling looked at the two-story cottage-like building in front of her and frowned.

The two-story house has long been stained and dirty, and is no different from the houses where ordinary villagers live. Moreover, the surrounding area is too primitive. Of course, it is possible to see such a house in the urban area of ​​Beijing.

The original ecological environment is not easy either. But it doesn't feel like a place where big shots live, as Lin Feng said.

"Boss, who are we looking for?" Lin Chiling couldn't hold back anymore and asked.

"Haha. I gave you such an obvious hint and you didn't even guess it?" Lin Feng was surprised.

Lin Chiling curled her lips. What kind of reminder is that? Although it did not change an era, it affected the childhood of a generation. What kind of reminder is that?

Lin Feng patted his forehead.

"You were born in Taiwan and studied abroad. No wonder you can't guess it. You know, I grew up reading his books. The protagonists in his works are still active in front of me." Lin Feng

Sigh.

Lin Chiling was almost dying of anxiety. Why did Lin Feng keep talking for a long time without mentioning the key points? Who is he?

"Haha, let's knock on the door first and see if it's okay." Lin Feng deliberately let it go. Lin Chiling was so angry that she bared her teeth and claws behind her, wanting to pounce on Lin Feng and bite Lin Feng hard.

My boss, this man, is so annoying sometimes. Even though people are worried to death, he still keeps trying. It's so annoying! Lin Chiling had a look of resentment on her face.

Lin Feng ignored him and knocked on the door in person. Facing this great master, he still knocked on the door in person to show his sincerity. After all, this great master has never received a visitor in these years. He is a true hermit.

If you rashly come to visit, you are lucky not to be kicked away. How dare you let others knock on the door?

As for talking about one's own identity, how can someone know who they are without even using a mobile phone? What's the use of an identity for a person who doesn't know who he is?

"Knock, knock, knock!" Lin Feng knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A deep male voice sounded. After waiting for a while, a bald man opened the door.

Lin Feng took a closer look and saw that it was the famous artist he was going to visit on this trip, the King of Fairy Tales - Zheng Yuanjie.

"You are..." Zheng Yuanjie opened the door and saw that he didn't recognize him. Usually only family members come here, and the aunt who cooks comes here, so no one else visits. Most of the neighbors around him also know that he is a weirdo.

I don’t like meeting guests (I didn’t know he was the fairy tale king Zheng Yuanjie), who is this stranger? And he feels vaguely familiar.

"Mr. Zheng Yuanjie?" Lin Feng asked again.

"I am, who are you?" Zheng Yuanjie glanced at Lin Feng, followed by a very beautiful beauty, and eight others with majestic looks, exuding a military aura (Zheng Yuanjie had been a soldier for six years and was very familiar with the style of the military)

), it looked like he was not an ordinary person, probably not a reporter, so Zheng Yuanjie did not chase people away. If anyone was carrying a camera and a notebook or something, he would close the door immediately.

"Hello, Mr. Zheng Yuanjie, my name is Lin Feng, and I'm here specifically to visit you this time!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Lin Feng! Zheng Yuanjie muttered a few words and his eyes lit up.

"Are you Lin Feng from the 'Second World'?" Zheng Yuanjie asked.

"Well, that's right!" Lin Feng was slightly surprised that Zheng Yuanjie actually knew him. You know, according to the information obtained by Lin Feng, Zheng Yuanjie seemed to be isolated from the world. As early as ten years ago, Zheng Yuanjie lived in seclusion in the suburbs and only cared about worldly affairs.

, to concentrate on writing. But he was reborn after 1999, and left Chu City after 2000 and came to Shanghai. He was actually a little surprised that he actually knew himself.

"Ah, Mr. Lin, please come in, please come in!" Zheng Yuanjie laughed, opened the door, and welcomed Lin Feng in.

After Lin Feng entered, he looked around. It was very simple, but it didn't seem like he was free to follow his own will. It was rumored that Zheng Yuanjie was very good at taking care of his inner feelings, and it was true. And Lin Feng didn't see any computers or mobile phones from here.

Of course, there is still a TV in the living room. It seems that this is the reason why Zheng Yuanjie can recognize himself. After all, he still spends a lot of time on TV. There is a joke that, in addition to broadcasting national leaders, "Xinwen Lianbo"

, the one who appears most often is Lin Feng. We often see "Xinwen Lianbo" broadcasting where Lin Feng went and what he did. Many netizens even laughed and said that Lin Feng is the 10th national leader (China's Standing Committee has 9

people).

"Mr. Lin, sit down!" Zheng Yuanjie smiled faintly, and did not say any polite words about a shabby room or poor reception. Obviously, Zheng Yuanjie has mastered the art of cultivating his energy. After living in seclusion for many years, he has long forgotten these false pretentious remarks.

"Mr. Zheng Yuanjie, I'm here uninvited. Please forgive me!" Lin Feng clasped his fists. On his side, he still had to say polite words. After all, coming uninvited is really rude.

"Mr. Lin, I am not presumptuous. If someone else came, I would definitely not be happy, but I really like Mr. Lin. Although I write fairy tales, I also care about the education and future of the Chinese people. But Mr. Lin gave me

It has given all Chinese people a future and a dream of a powerful country. This is what I admire! Especially, Mr. Lin has proved that we Chinese can still have dreams! I can have dreams!" Speaking of the emotional part, Zheng Yuanjie stood excitedly.

Got up.

Lin Feng is not surprised by this. Zheng Yuanjie may not know him very well, but he knows Zheng Yuanjie very well.

Zheng Yuanjie was born in a family of military officers in Hebei in 1955. His father was originally from Fushan, Shanxi, and his mother was originally from Shaoxing, Zhejiang. Both his grandfather and maternal grandfather were traditional Chinese medicine doctors. He grew up in Beijing. He failed to graduate from elementary school. When he was in the second grade of elementary school, Zheng Yuanjie went to elementary school.

Writing essays, he wrote an essay "When I grow up I want to be a manure collector", which was highly praised by the teacher, so he became interested in writing and loved reading. As he read more books, he became more and more interested in writing.

There are also more and more ideas that are different from those of that era. They are often deviant.

Once, Naughty was ordered by his teacher to tell him 100 times in front of the whole class - I am the worst student in the class - and then the teacher gave him an assignment to write an essay on "The early bird catches the worm".

As a result, Zheng Yuanjie, in anger, wrote a "rebellious essay" called "The early bug is eaten by the bird". It was during the Cultural Revolution, so he was criticized as a model, and was expelled from the school. He never went to school again.

At this time, he was just in the fourth grade of elementary school.

After that, a few years later, in 1970, Zheng Yuanjie joined the army and served for six years before retiring in 1976. He then worked as a worker, but could not stand the environment at that time, so he resigned angrily and began to create in 1977. From then on, he started to work as a soldier.

He embarked on the path of concentrating on writing, and continues to this day. He created the monthly "Fairy Tale King" in 1985, and all the fairy tales in it were stories written by him alone. This monthly magazine has been in operation for 21 years.

, up to now, all its stories are still just fairy tales written by Zheng Yuanjie alone.

It can be said that this man has single-handedly maintained a magazine for 21 years.

Worthy of admiration!

When Lin Feng looked at Zheng Yuanjie carefully, Zheng Yuanjie was also looking at the man in front of him. In these years, although Zheng Yuanjie has been obsessed with writing and has not gone out, living a life of seclusion. But he is not completely divorced from society and some major events in the development of the country.

He still knew something about it through various news. Although he didn't often watch "Xinwen Lianbo" and thought it was completely whitewashed 'fake news', he still discovered many real events. For example, Lin Feng, a businessman

The stars soared into the sky and Lin Feng's very heart-rending deeds made Zheng Yuanjie full of curiosity about this young Chinese businessman. However, he had never thought of contacting Lin Feng, but he never thought that Lin Feng would suddenly come.

Already.

Why did he come? This made Zheng Yuanjie full of curiosity.

"Mr. Zheng, do you know anything about 'Internet Literature'?" After a brief courtesy, Lin Feng went straight to the topic.

Internet literature? Zheng Yuanjie shook his head. He really didn’t understand this. Over the years, he has been living in seclusion here to create, watching the news and listening to the radio in his free time, but mostly drinking the dogs he raised for company.

, his life was very leisurely, and except for some major events, he didn't know much about what was happening in the outside world.

This Internet literature is even more confusing.

Lin Feng saw this and quickly explained what online literature was.

"Okay! This is a good idea. Using the power of the Internet, authors who want to write but have no platform or readers can join this big stage, allowing everyone to write the stories in their hearts. Although

Perhaps because of each person's literary quality, the stories written down about life experiences may be good or bad, but overall, it is a good thing. This can promote the development of Chinese literature! This is a good thing." Zheng Yuanjie applauded.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up. It couldn't be better for Zheng Yuanjie to applaud Internet literature like this. Before coming here, Lin Feng was worried that he might not be able to convince him, but now it seems that the problem is not big.

"Mr. Zheng, it is true that the Internet can promote the development of Chinese literature and allow many people to use the Internet platform to make money by writing. After all, there are many publications every year, but not everyone can publish them. And if you cannot publish, there will be no

Income. Without income, you cannot continue to create your dreams. And the Internet can provide such a platform, a platform that satisfies your creative dreams." Lin Feng's slow tone gradually became louder and even began to be filled with anger.

"But some people, relying on their fame, angrily denounced Internet literature as dross and rubbish, and declared that they would unite to boycott Mr. Internet. Although I am a businessman, I have never made money in the field of Internet literature, and I have always been

It's a loss-making operation. I invest more than 50 million yuan every year. I have money, so I don't care whether the operation can make money. I only care about whether everyone can realize a creative dream! However, these people

Attack me with extremely vicious words. Although I am rich and powerful, I am weak in the Chinese literary world, so I came today to ask Mr. Zheng to come out and help me!" Lin Feng said sincerely.

"What! How could someone say that?" Zheng Yuanjie was shocked and angry.

In his opinion, this platform is excellent, and those writers should support it rather than oppose it. It is really hateful for these people to oppose it like this.

Lin Chiling immediately opened the laptop she carried with her, used wireless broadband to access the Internet, and asked Zheng Yuanjie to read some recent news comments.

After reading it, Zheng Yuanjie was furious.

"The Writers Association is such a fucking waste! These people are even more bastards!" Zheng Yuanjie was furious.

Lin Feng smiled. With this fierce man coming out to support him, the Third Young Master of the Tang family and others would have nothing to worry about! Of course, just inviting Zheng Yuanjie is not enough! Lin Feng either doesn't fight back, or if he wants to fight back, he will leave those famous writers who are so stupid

The power to fight back!..)
Chapter completed!