Ye Lang's poem alarmed the literary world.

In the literary world of this world, there are many older generations, including Gao Zheng from the Magic City Writers Association.

Gao Zheng became famous at a young age, arrogant and arrogant, and has a high-minded attitude. Although he is only thirty-five years old, he has a quasi-obsessed obsession with words.

"Ye Lang's poem looks ordinary at first glance, just a small poem that uses scenery to express emotions. But after careful consideration, I actually felt a person's challenge to this world. The clouds are rippling in his chest, and the birds are returning home. How brave and heroic, I am afraid that few people in the literary world can write such sentences."

Gao Zheng posted two consecutive Weibo posts directly push Ye Lang to the forefront of the literary world.

Chen Shang, a veteran of the Magic City Writers Association, posted a Weibo post and mocked: "Haha, what can you write if a person who has just taken the lead and has just graduated and has no experience? This poem is just a flash in the pan and has no reference meaning."

As soon as Chen Shang spoke, Ye Lang's fans became furious.

"Don't worry about your nonsense. Take out what you wrote and take a look!"

"That's right, it's awesome to be the chairman of the Writers Association? The Magic City Writers Association is just a non-governmental organization."

"That's right, to be honest, your work is a bit different from Ye Lang's poem."

For a moment, the literati were despised and a confrontation began on Weibo.

The younger generation led by Gao Zheng was optimistic about Ye Lang and sneered at Ye Lang with the older generation of writers.

Ye Lang didn't know about this, he just squinted his eyes calmly.

Suddenly, a phone rang.

"Is it Ye Lang?" This voice is strange, and Mandarin is extremely unstandard.

"I'm Wu Zhenyu..."

When Ye Lang heard this, he subconsciously regarded it as a fraudulent call. "I didn't spend outside, nor did I hide prisoners at home, nor did I take drugs and hide drugs. I didn't lose my ID card, thank you..."

Bang! Ye Lang died directly.

But after a minute, the phone rang again, and Ye Lang frowned, quite tough.

"crooked?"

"Hey? I'm Wu Zhenyu, I'm just a hot director, director of Xiangjiang..."

Ye Lang just rang out, and this person seemed to be very famous.

"Oh? Is it Director Wu?"

"Teach me, I'm at my doorstep..."

Ye Lang was angry. Why was his home so easily found?

As soon as the door was opened, Wu Zhenyu was right at the door.

"Ye Lang, hello!"

Wu Zhenyu is a middle-aged man with a lot of white hair and wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. At this time, he gave Ye Lang a big hug.

"Ye Lang, it's so hard that you made me find."

Ye Lang frowned. Why did this bad movie director come to him? He was embarrassed to say that every time he made a movie, he either encountered an accident or failed the box office. People like this should not cooperate, regardless of any form.

At this time, Wu Zhenyu smiled and said, "Ye Lang, don't be wary! I'm here to cooperate with you!"

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Lang saw the script that Wu Zhenyu took.

This script is a movie script, and the story is called "Ultimate Dawn". Ye Lang looked through it for a while and was a little unfavorable.

This story is quite exciting, with fighting everywhere, but in fact the kernel is extremely dry and has no nutrition.

"Ye Lang, I watched your video. Oh my god, you can beat so well, so good at hitting."

Ye Lang was shocked, "What video?"

Wu Zhenyu took out his cell phone carefully, "Hehe, that's it, I haven't let anyone see it yet. My friend is the owner of the parking lot, which he gave it to me."

So Ye Lang saw the videos of himself fighting against the underground parking lot not far from Fudan, fisting to the flesh and powerful.

His face turned dark, "Director Wu, it's not me in this video."

Ye Lang directly denied it.

It’s okay to act in a movie. I am also a high-quality singer in the entertainment industry now. I am handsome and have a close acting skills. I’m not sure if I say it’s OK.

But let’s forget about your Wu Zhenyu’s movie, I really don’t dare to do this, you bad movie king.

"Hehe, there is also this, I look like you. You know, I am from a martial arts industry and have a very accurate view of people."

Wu Zhenyu took out the video of Ye Lang walking on the wall when he caught a thief.

Wu Zhenyu is worthy of being an old director, and his eyes are so vicious.

"This is really not me, I don't have that ability either. Director Wu, you can make movies. I need to modify the characters in this, and I have to change the script."

Wu Zhenyu was suddenly confused, "What? You want to change the script? That's not good."

"No? I saw that the script was a bit bad, so I felt that I needed to add some kernels. Besides, I can't I pay for the script to change it?"

Wu Zhenyu glared at Ye Lang, crying, "Who wrote this script?"

"I don't know! I must be a novice!"

"Teach me!"

Wu Zhenyu's old face twitched. He was born in the martial arts industry in Xiangjiang and had skills. Later, due to injury, he became a director. But even so, his hard power still allowed him to get some results.

However, in recent years, I have suffered from cultural losses, picked scripts and wrote scripts, and every time I made a movie, I was scolded by the audience.

Ye Lang almost concluded that although this movie would not be scolded so badly, it would at least not be too popular.

If it’s not popular, why am I participating in the acting? I saved some money and filmed it myself!

"Uh, I'm sorry, I'm just telling the truth."

"Ye Lang, you're too much!"

Ye Lang smiled and handed over a cigarette, "Director Wu, don't be angry, I'll tell you, I'm a singer now, this matter, you know me, I know heaven, earth, okay, if I really become famous in the future and become an actor, I will support you, and I will definitely let you get rid of your reputation in the past two years!"

Wu Zhenyu then felt a little relieved, "Hmph, I specially found a lot of friends and realized that you are here. If you don't agree, I won't leave."

Ye Lang has a black thread. Why is the old man now so speechless?

When Nie Ping plays like this, it is obvious that Ye Lang dares not bully the old man. He is a Go player.

You, Wu Zhenyu, are you not good, what are you?

When the doorbell rang, Ye Lang stood up.

When Ye Lang saw Deng Xiaoqi rushing in with excitement,

"Ye Lang, you exploded today, haha, you don't know, all the public opinion is looking for you."

"Ah? What's the situation?"

Deng Xiaoqi saw that Ye Lang didn't know, so she said in detail: "Today's major newspapers, various electronic media platforms, your name has been slaughtered."

As for it? Didn’t you just sing a few songs? Wasn’t you just writing a poem? As for it?
Chapter completed!