What to do if you become famous too fast

Someone has been thrown into trouble.

In particular, many writers began to hate Wang Huan on various social platforms.After all, last time Wang Huan said that the Nobel Prize was easily available, which made them feel extremely uncomfortable.In the eyes of literati, various musical skills such as singing, dancing, and even piano are small ways, and only words are the most beautiful and greatest carrier in the world.As for the Nobel Prize, the highest hall of literary awards, it is their ultimate goal.But Wang Huan dared to say that the Nobel Prize is easy?Isn't this slapping them in the face?

So now, they are going to attack Wang Huan.

"Anyone can talk big."

"It's a donkey or a horse, take it out for a walk."

"The Nobel Prize is easy? Do you dare to try it?"

"Wang Huan, where's your work?"

"Let's see your work for the Nobel Prize."

"If you don't have this strength, don't talk big, lest you flash your tongue."

Many people even wrote article after article accusing Sang and Huai of criticizing him.

The pen of a literati is no joke.

soon.

This matter is fermenting all over the Internet.

Weibo hot search.

Douyin was swiped.

All kinds of news on INS are overwhelming.

All kinds of news made Wang Huan fall into an extremely passive situation.

This time, even the poisonous army couldn't speak for their poisonous king.Why?It is really that the logic of those literati is too clear, the words are too sharp, and it is completely impossible to refute!

Everyone can only be anxious.

And many people don't think there is any way for Wang Huan to stand up.

After all, the Nobel Prize is only one month away!

What can one month do?

Almost nothing can be done!

It takes at least several months for those big writers competing for the Nobel Prize to write a piece of work, right?It even takes a few years for many people to polish a work.And after the work is written, it has to be published and sold... All kinds of time are added together, and two or three years are not enough!

Chapter 1100 "Fortress Besieged" Published

"How to do?"

"It's not easy for the Poison King to get away this time."

"That's right, no matter how powerful Brother Huan is, he doesn't even have any works now."

"Even if Brother Huan can write a work, but including the printing, promotion, and sales time, one month is too short to attract the attention of the Nobel Prize judges."

"Brother Huan is really going to roll over."

Qingbei classroom dormitory building.

Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen sat together, the tea in front of them was already completely cold.

There was silence for a while.

Qu Mingfeng said, "Has the quota for this year been confirmed?"

Wan Xiwen nodded: "It's still the old people from last year, nothing changed. Those who can be reported have all been reported. It's useless to mention those who can't."

Qu Mingfeng sighed: "In a society where entertainment is paramount, there are fewer and fewer young Chinese writers. However, the works of these old writers have already been submitted several times, and the Nobel Prize jury is probably quite familiar with them. Award, this year is also unlikely."

Wan Xiwen: "I have no choice but to try my luck."

Qu Mingfeng: "By the way, have you read the news yet? This kid Wang Huan dominated the trending searches again."

At this time, Wan Xiwen showed a slight smile, and said in a bad mood: "That brat is enough. He offended writers all over the world with his remarks in France last time, and he actually said that the Nobel Prize is not difficult. He is not just It has slapped almost all the writers in the world, and made us Huaxia feel ashamed. He said that the Nobel Prize is easy to get, but we Huaxia have never won an award. Does it mean that the Chinese people are not good enough?"

Qu Mingfeng also smiled wryly: "Wang Huan's talent in literature is nothing to say, but even if he says he wants to compete for the Nobel Prize now, he doesn't even have any works, so what can he use to compete? I guess he will be scolded by many writers this time." Crap."

The two sighed.

at this time.

The phone rings.

Qu Mingfeng looked at it and was stunned: "What a coincidence, this kid Wang Huan called."

connected.

After listening to a few words.

Qu Mingfeng's eyes widened, and his open mouth could almost hold a fist.

Just like that, he listened to the phone in a daze.

After a few minutes.

Only then did he put away the phone with trembling hands.

Wan Xiwen asked curiously, "What's the matter? Boy Wang is causing trouble again?"

Qu Mingfeng shook his head: "It's not causing trouble."

Wan Xiwen: "Then why did you react so strongly?"

Qu Mingfeng: "Just now Wang Huan said that he wrote a novel to compete for the Nobel Prize."

"What?"

Wan Xiwen exclaimed and stood up abruptly, but quickly asked: "Really? He's not kidding us, is he? He's doing concerts, physical albums, and movies recently. Where did he get the time to write literature?"

Qu Mingfeng suppressed the shock in his heart: "It's true. He said that he spent two days writing this novel with painstaking efforts. The novel is called "Fortress Besieged", and he has already sent it to my mailbox. Said that time is tight now, so I must find out the publishing house as soon as possible to send it out."

It took two days?

Painful?

When Wan Xiwen heard this, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.