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Chapter 172 Was Scolded Twice (4/4)

In fact, many scar literature writers don’t know who sealed Li Siqi, the “representative figure of scar literature”.

They feel that Li Siqi's works cannot even be regarded as trauma literature, but rather like healing literature with quotation marks, which are too utilitarian and please the readers and the government at the same time.

Zhang Zhong doesn’t know much about Chinese scar literature, and he has never read any of Li Siqi’s works, so he can’t express his opinion on whether Li Siqi is a scar literature writer.

It's just that now that someone has written an article and scolded Zhang Zhong, he has had some connection with him.

"Just scold me, it doesn't hurt or hurt."

In fact, this article was published last week, but I don’t know why it suddenly became a hot search topic today.

Zhang Zhong felt that Mr. Li Siqi was old and timid. He would scold others and would not dare to name them, which was a bit unforgiving.

Zhang Zhong didn't bother to deal with this kind of thing, so he closed the computer and went to bed.

Zhang Zhong originally thought that if he didn't respond, the matter would fade away soon.

But what he didn't expect was that this matter was far from over for him.

On the third day after this news came out, which happened to be Saturday, Zhang Zhongzheng and Pengpeng were sitting on the sofa watching TV when he suddenly received a call from Chen Qing.

It is said that Li Siqi criticized him in People's Literature.

When Zhang Zhong heard this, he subconsciously thought that Chen Qing was talking about what happened two days ago, but then he thought, no, Chen Qing didn't know about his vest, Su Ai.

Then when he said that Li Siqi scolded him, he was scolding him as a fifth-grade vegetable.

Zhang Zhong quickly checked the Internet again, and sure enough, Li Siqi published a new article.

"Nowadays, some writers cater too much to readers, thinking about commercializing their works while at the same time wanting to create works with serious themes. They want both money and fame, and they both have a hard time grasping. Literati are too rich.

It’s not a good thing in itself…”

This article by Li Siqi is very long, so Zhang Zhong picked up the more important ones and read them.

In fact, it’s nothing important. I just used myself as an example to criticize the current commercialization of literati.

Zhang Zhong felt a little speechless. In this old man's view, serious literature is literature, while popular literature is not literature. Authors of popular literature cannot write serious literature, and he actually thinks that literati should be poor.

Where does this fallacy come from? Is it true that literati are not human beings and cannot sell books for money?

Originally, Zhang Zhong wanted to ignore it, but now he is fine. Li Siqi took over his large and small trumpets.

Accurate, really accurate!

Zhang Zhong even doubted whether Mr. Li had learned target shooting, otherwise how could he hit him so accurately.

In one week, he was scolded twice. Although others didn't know it, Zhang Zhong felt as if he had eaten a fly.

Zhang Zhong stood up from the sofa and prepared to go to the study to write something.

Pengpeng looked up at him and said, "Dad, what are you doing? Don't you want to watch TV with me?"

Zhang Zhong smiled gently at Pengpeng and said, "Dad, I'm going to talk to people. You watch first..."

He glanced at the little pig Feimao on the TV and added, "I will be back with you before this is over."

Each episode of Little Pig Hair is fifteen minutes long, and this episode has just begun. Zhang Zhong means that he must resolve the battle within fifteen minutes.

After arriving in the study room, Zhang Zhong didn't waste any time and quickly started typing on the keyboard.

After he finished writing an article, he looked at the time and saw that it took twelve minutes, three minutes less than planned.

After writing it, he didn't find any other platform and posted it directly on his WeChat account.



"This old scoundrel actually called my family a vegetable!"

Luo Wei came back from playing basketball outside. He had just taken a shower and turned on his computer when he saw the news that "the fifth-grade vegetative person was criticized by People's Literature".

Then he read the article Li Siqi posted on the People's Literature Network. After reading it, Luo Wei was so indignant that he almost smashed his keyboard.

He turned to the tweet about "writer Zhang Qianli" and saw that book fans were discussing this matter in the comment area, and most of them were complaining about Zhang Zhong's injustice.

[Who is this Li Siqi? I have never heard of it. Has he written any books? 】

[Ahem, you can’t say that, he still has some works.]

[I just checked and found out who is a representative figure of scar literature. Is he awesome? 】

[Actually, it’s okay. There are many representatives of scar literature. Basically, the writers of scar literature are all representatives...]

[Li Siqi is quite famous, he is the only remaining big figure in the literary world.]

[Just live longer. This old man likes to say that others are vulgar. In fact, he himself is the most vulgar, and others are vulgar on the surface. He is noble on the surface, but vulgar in his heart.]

[A few days ago, he also scolded Su Ai, who is also my favorite writer.]

[Shake hands upstairs. I was also confused. Two writers I like were dissed by the same person in a short period of time.]



Of course, in addition to the fans who are fighting for the fifth grade vegetable, there are also some negative fans among them.

[Are the fans of Fifth Grade Vegetative Man so young? Don’t you even know who Li Siqi is?]

[Can your master compare with Li Siqi? You know they are not on the same level at all?]

[Read more of Mr. Li’s scar literature, improve your self-cultivation, and read books about fifth grade vegetative people every day, sooner or later your values ​​will be distorted. 】

These are all clearly black, and some are disguised as black.

[I am a fan of Vegetation, but Mr. Li is right, Vegetation is a commercial novelist.]

[Well, I think that's right. In fact, I felt very awkward when I read "The Bar Mitzvah". Why would a popular novel writer do these things? Putting the cart before the horse, all I want to read is the detective novels written by him! 】

[Shake hands. If he writes detective novels honestly, I guarantee that no one will come out to accuse him. 】

[Mr. Li always felt that he had tarnished traditional literature.]



When Luo Wei saw these sunspot comments, he became so angry that he almost lost his mouse.

"These idiots know how to choose the time, and they all jumped out at this time."

Luo Wei rolled up his sleeves and was about to pick up the keyboard and fight the black men for 300 rounds when he heard a ding-dong-writer Zhang Qianli posted a new update.

"Could it be that...the vegetative person has spoken out loudly?"

Luo Wei quickly clicked on the new news. When he saw the title "Literati and Poverty", his eyes lit up. This was definitely a statement.

He looked at the article again, and after reading two paragraphs, he felt a little excited.

"I object to Mr. Li Siqi's statement that literati should be poor. First, when literati are poor, they often show off their poverty. Just as they are extremely poor, their writing has also been completed. What follows is some romanticism, celebrityism, and so on.

The faction, the resentment faction.”


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