Back to 1997, I became the originator of online literature

Chapter 101 The Grievance of Gong Yang Bu Yu and Bai Shu Ren

That afternoon, rumors circulated online that Professor Wang Gongze was so angry at Zhongyuan Yidianhui's response that he fell into a coma and was sent to the hospital.

However, this rumor is still only circulating in a small circle and has not affected the various media outlets, large and small, rushing to report Cao Sheng's responses.

Huizhou Teachers College.

After school that afternoon, Ren Xueyi left the campus alone with a lollipop in her mouth and one hand in her pocket, and went to a newly opened Internet cafe near the school.

In the second half of last year, two new Internet cafes were built near the school.

The original internet fee of five yuan per hour was reduced to three yuan.

The Internet cafe she came to today was the one with the best conditions.

When she arrived at the Internet cafe, she turned on a computer. After the computer started up, she skillfully logged into Under the Banyan Tree and found Cao Sheng's "Living with the Air Hostess".

Pull the web page to the book review area.

She stared at the posts in the book review section.

"I am dying of laughter! I didn't expect Zhongyuan Yidianhui to be so humorous in real life. That famous writer and professor must be vomiting blood, right? Haha!"

"I hate those famous writers, experts, professors, etc. who always comment on this and that in a condescending manner, as if they are the only ones with mouths. So what? This time they hit a wall, right? It's what they deserve!"

"Ran Jing is dead. Author, you have to compensate me for Ran Jing!"

"I heard that Professor Wang Gongye fainted from anger, but I don't know if it's true. Are there any friends here from the university where Wang Gongye works? If so, could you please come out and say something? Is this rumor true?"

When Ren Xueyi saw this post, she paid attention to the replies below it.

"squeak!"

“Wait for replies from students from this university.”

"Sit and wait!"

"Sit and wait +1"

……

"Zhi, I'm a student at the school where Duke Wang works. The rumors the poster mentioned are true. The ambulance has arrived at our school. I heard that Duke Wang may have been so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage. I don't know if he can be saved."

When Ren Xueyi saw this reply, her brows slightly furrowed.

The lollipop in his mouth didn't move.

……

Cao Sheng, who had no idea that Duke Wang was so angry with him that he was sent to the hospital, stewed an old hen for himself for dinner that day to calm his nerves.

I also want to keep my body and mind healthy so that I can engage in a long-term struggle with those famous writers and professors.

You can't let those people make you so angry that you can't eat.

After eating and drinking, he went to the study on the second floor and turned on the computer.

He habitually logged into Under the Banyan Tree to update "I Want to Become an Immortal", a book he had long ago changed to be updated once a day.

After updating the chapter, he habitually went to the book review section.

I'd like to see readers' feedback on the latest chapters.

But I saw in today's book review section that there were hardly any people discussing the plot of the book.

Almost everyone was discussing his angry criticism of those writers and professors in front of the media today.

"Famous writer? How famous? Is he more famous than Zhongyuan Yidianhui? You call yourself a famous writer in front of Zhongyuan Yidianhui? You have the nerve to do that!"

"The writers above didn't call themselves famous writers in front of Zhongyuan Yidianhui. It was the reporter who said that in front of Zhongyuan Yidianhui."

"I suddenly found that many people I had never heard of before suddenly appeared and called themselves famous writers. They even showed off their qualifications in front of Zhongyuan Yidianhui. It's really disgusting! The author scolded me well!"

"I came here because I admired his reputation. Is this the work of Zhongyuan Yidianhui? I hope his book is as good as his cursing skills. Don't let me down!"

"Is that Professor Wang Gongye finished? Does he still have the nerve to be a professor? He won't specialize in writing in the future, right? Hey, don't come under the banyan tree! If he really comes, we will scold him to death!"

"Fuck! I've read 'Living with a Flight Attendant', so what? I was actually scolded by that old idiot Li Mubai as a member of the public with low education level... He is well-educated? So what? I won't read anything written by that old idiot! What an old idiot with red eyes!"

...After reading these posts for a while, Cao Sheng felt at ease.

As long as his fans don't turn against him, he will have enough confidence to confront those old guys.

He just felt a little regretful that there were no platforms like Weibo and Douyin yet, otherwise, with just these book fans of his, he would be able to take over the personal accounts of those old guys tonight.

There is no need for him to take action himself.

Feeling at ease, Cao Sheng can now focus on writing.

He temporarily put aside the ups and downs of the outside world.

He didn't know while he was typing.

Gong Yang in Beijing is not stupid. This is his reaction after receiving a call from a friend and learning about Zhongyuan Yidianhui's evaluation of him.

"I've never heard of Gong Yang being stupid, so I don't quite believe you when you say he's a famous writer..."

"Please seek truth from facts and don't just label someone as a 'famous writer'..."

The two sentences that his friend relayed on the phone kept lingering in Gong Yang Bu Yu's mind.

He couldn't even stand steadily in front of the phone.

"It's okay! It's not a big deal. Young people don't know their place and bark a few nonsense words. How can I take it to heart? It's okay! It's really okay! I don't care at all, really, don't worry! Uh, um, that's enough, let's stop here! I still have to go tutor my granddaughter! Uh, that's enough, I'm hanging up, bye!"

He suppressed his anger and discomfort and said these words with a smile. After hanging up the phone, his body swayed and he quickly held onto the telephone table with one hand to steady himself.

But he couldn't hide his pale face, trembling lips and hands.

"How ridiculous! How ridiculous! Young people nowadays... are so unrefined! So unrefined! I, I just said a few words to you, and you expelled me from the ranks of famous writers? Do you have the final say? Huh? Do you have the final say?"

The ram is not stupid, but angry and aggrieved.

……

Same night.

Hangzhou.

A middle-aged man with the pen name Bai Shuren received a call from a colleague at work. He heard that the recently popular new literary star Zhongyuan Yidianhui had scolded him. Bai Shuren was very confused and bewildered.

I can't understand why that little guy from Zhongyuan is scolding me for no reason?

I didn't provoke him, so why did he scold me? Is it a big deal to be famous? Can you scold anyone you want?

He didn't sleep well that night.

The next morning, on the way to work, I found a newsstand and rummaged through a pile of new newspapers. I saw the news that my colleague had told me on the phone last night in Wenhui Daily.

"A Little Gray in the Central Plains: In my mind, the only tree man who can be called a famous writer is Zhou Shuren!"

Bai Shuren stood in front of the pavilion and read the report with a frown on his face.

After reading it, I wanted to laugh, but the smile that came out was a bitter one.

He finally found out the truth.

It turned out that there was a guy named Huang Shuren who, relying on his seniority, openly criticized the works of Zhongyuan Yidianhui in the media. This resulted in ridicule from Zhongyuan Yidianhui, who mocked that guy for using Zhou Shuren's name and being a fake "Shuren".

But when Zhongyuan Yidianhui was mocking, he casually expanded the scope of his mockery, saying, "I have never heard of other yellow tree people or white tree people."

And so the White Tree Man was taken along as well.

He was the victim of this disaster.

Very speechless.

I thought: That little guy in the Central Plains probably doesn’t even know there’s a White Tree Man like me.

Thinking of this, he felt even more depressed.

Because this means that Bai Shuren is not well-known, and even his peers have never heard of his pen name.

(End of this chapter)