After playing for a day, after having dinner with Yang Feifei and the others outside, the three Su Tong and his sisters went home.

When Su Tong came out of the shower, Xiaoyu ran towards him with her cell phone.

"Brother, I just had the phone number and I hung up. I said you were taking a shower." Xiaoyu handed the phone to Su Zhao.

"Whose one?" Su Tong looked through the call records and found that it was Principal Song's phone number.

Something big might happen, Su Zhao hurried to the study room and called back to Principal Song.

"Student Su, you, what's the point of asking me to say you..." As soon as the two phoned, Principal Song scolded Su Zhao.

Su Tong was confused: "Principal Song, what's wrong? I didn't violate school discipline or anything else?"

Principal Song looked like he could not beat Su Tong and scolded him: "You just violated the school discipline. I can take care of you. Do you know that you are suffering from public anger?"

Su Tong was even more confused: "Principal Song, why am I angry again?" Made, as a celebrity, especially as a sunny and handsome, and extremely beautiful celebrity, it is really difficult. Why am I provoking someone again?

"Don't you remember what microwave you sent last night?" Principal Song reminded.

Su Tong blinked: "I posted a lot, I don't remember it very much, I didn't leak state secrets or anything else."

"You go to the microwave and apologize to Poet Fan, saying that he is also a senior, a senior in his 50s, how can you scold him like that? The literati are despised, you are really not a little scolding him, but he wrote a poem that satirizes and sarcasm, which is similar to digging someone's ancestral grave. I heard that he was so angry that he trembled all over when he saw it in the morning, and almost went to the hospital." Principal Song said there, starting to be a little serious, and his words were also a little gloating.

Fan Jian is an extreme member of the National Writers Association who strongly opposes Su Tong's entry into the Association. He is arrogant and arrogant, and has great talent, otherwise he would not be able to join the National Writers Association.

"Haha, then he is really smart. I can tell at once that I thought he would think I was stupid or generous, and really wanted to talk about heroes with him." Su Tong laughed loudly, and finally remembered this.

Principal Song was speechless. Su Tong was so heartless. It was true that he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger.

"Now many people from the Writers Association denounce you, including national, provincial and municipal levels. Please keep calm and don't make a fuss. I want to introduce you to the Association in the future. The honors of the Writers Association personnel do not seem to be of practical benefit, but the actual benefit is very great, but they are invisible and intangible." Principal Song knew that Su Zhao saw so many people denounce him, and he would not be silent, nor would he apologize, so he could only remind him to be cautious.

"Yeah, thank you Principal Song for reminding me, I'll go up and take a look." After hanging up the phone with Principal Song, Su Tong turned on the computer.

Emma, ​​if you don’t look at the microwave for a day, the microwave is already a big deal, and the momentum is extremely loud. Nian Nujiao’s fans used to make noise, so it can only be considered a small fuss.

And this time, it was like breaking the sky.

I saw that the protagonists were him and Fan Jian.

Moreover, due to the war between the two of them, the war between the traditional literary and online literary circles has been triggered.

Su Tong looked at the microwaves and comments of those traditional writers and couldn't help but feel excited.

Like a defender, he shoulders the mission of history and touches the beauty of human souls with his brush, thinking that only they are the saviors and only they can save the people from dire straits.

"Look at what kind of people have appeared in the online literature world today. I think that if I write two good poems, I will be the best in the world. I will mock an old literary senior in this way."

"Does these writers poison teenagers enough? Do you want to occupy the nest and drive us out of the literary world?"

"I wrote a few songs and a few novels that have no nutrition at all, and I thought I was a great writer and poet, and could look down on real poets and writers, and it was too uneducated."

"The online literature community is a cancer. It is recommended that the country crack down on pornography and illegal publications and clean up the Internet. It depends on what novels you wrote. Xiaohuang's articles are everywhere, people's hearts are not old, and morality is lost."

"It's so terrible. The writer who wrote online novels was so bold that he demonstrated and provoked us old writers in Daqin."

"You are less than eighteen years old, and you don't know that the world is so strong. When Mr. Fan wrote the poem, you were not in your mother's womb."

“…”

People in the traditional literary world not only attack Su Tong, but also attack the entire online literature world.

There are more authors in the online literature industry than in the traditional literature industry. Although 99% of them are frustrated, the base is large and many people can't sit still.

There is also human rights to fail.

"Damn your sister, I don't deny that there are many scum in the online literature industry, writing little yellow articles, etc., but your map cannon is so big, be careful to kill your mother."

"Cao Nima, why are you in the online literature industry? Did you steal your job? Everyone opens their own stores, and you have no customers in your store, so it's all my fault."

"It's better than quality. You are not necessarily better in the traditional literature community. You are like this."

"I'll find a few yellow books from your traditional literature, and I'll guarantee that you will be very enjoyable to read, and you can pick up ten pipes in one night."

"Don't you think the pit is too hard?"

"I make a living by writing. You are tall and proud, do you feel accomplished?"

“…”

Many writers, including small and medium-sized gods, and even great gods, jumped out to fight back.

Of course, writers with poor foundation can only make a fortune in silence and dare not come out, so as not to get out of trouble, lose their jobs, and even go to jail.

Shenlong also jumped out: "Brothers and sisters of the Dragon League, some people say that my book is a scumbag. Our Dragon League is an ignorant group, doing nothing, being addicted to the world of online novels and not being enterprising. What do you think of doing?"

"What else can I do? Kill those self-righteous hypocrites."

"Take those who are bitched and have set up a archway."

"I can't even understand the things I wrote. I have to force me to read them and not let me read online novels?"

"You are the ones who are arrogant. We don't have the blessing to eat your delicacies, so we like simple food."

"I don't hesitate to talk to you about a bunch of hypocritical guys."

"Hello, writer, goodbye to writer."

“…”

In the battle between online writers and traditional writers, the fans below will naturally not stand by and turn the world upside down.

The struggle across the two worlds slowly kicked off.

Su Tong saw that there were several members of the Writers Association who spoke badly to him in the microwave and smiled.

"A writer from Xijiang Writers Association is still from Jiujiang City. Haha, the pen name is Xianglu." The first writer he wanted to fight back was a woman, in her thirties, with a surname Zhao and a rare surname.

I roughly looked at her information, and there is also a daughter named Zi Yan.

I'll go, it won't be such a coincidence.

Su Tong was worried that his counterattack would make the opponent irritate to death.

However, huh, knowing that I almost brought Fan Jianqi to the hospital and dared to provoke me, I guess you are ready to be hospitalized.

"I have no education and stay at home all day, and I only have two poems in my life." This is the microwave content that the incense burner said to Su Tong.
Chapter completed!