"Master Monday, you should be famous for your writing, but why have I never heard of you before?”The host continued to ask.
This was the question that everyone wanted to ask.
The growth of a master was not achieved overnight. If the other party had really studied traditional literature since he was young, he should have some reputation in the circle.
But this Monday, it was as if he had appeared out of thin air. No one had heard of him, and no one knew who he was.
When this question was thrown out, everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the answer.
Yang Fan and Chilling still turned their heads around, but their ears leaned forward.
Yan Zheng stared at Ye Feng.
The remaining traditional writers all focused their attention on the stage.
The mystery was about to be revealed!
"Well, it's not that I haven't heard of it. I'm actually very famous.”Ye Feng smiled and replied.
Very famous? Everyone was stunned.
Could it be that they were too ignorant? You haven't even heard of Master?
That was unlikely. Under their doubts, many people took out their phones and searched for Monday on Baidu.
Since you're really famous, we don't know you. There should be information on Baidu Encyclopedia, right?
However, when he opened the webpage, the first line was the definition of Monday: It was the seven-day system that was currently used by all countries in the world.
Other than this, there was nothing else.
Instantly, the group of people felt that they had been played by Ye Feng.
Very famous? What fame? You can't even find it on Baidu, so how can you say you're famous?
Which one of the people here couldn't be found on Baidu?
"So, you used to be a famous person?”The host was stunned.
Before the interview, he had checked the information and clearly remembered that there was no news about him on the Internet.
"I guess so." Ye Feng nodded.
"But................" The host wanted to say something but hesitated. At this moment, he really wanted to ask, are you f * cking bragging?
If you keep boasting, I won't be able to cover it up.
"Are you wondering why I can't be found online?”At this moment, Ye Feng seemed to have read his mind and took the initiative to ask.
"Yes." The host nodded like a chicken chasing after rice.
"That's because I changed my pen name.”Ye Feng said.
"Puff!"
In an instant, a few people below the stage could not help but laugh speechlessly.
The emcee's face was also green as he looked at Ye Feng with resentment.
Change his pen name? Change your sister, you're fine, why did you change your pen name for no reason!
Do you know how important a pen name is to a writer?
Yang Fan and Han Leng also revealed an expression of 'as expected' on their faces. As expected, his name was not Monday.
How could someone with such a deep literary foundation be a nobody? Even though Ye Feng looked very young.
"Then may I ask, what is your real name?”
The host immediately asked. He didn't want Ye Feng to continue beating around the bush like this.
At this moment, whether it was the Traditional Writers 'Alliance below the stage or the audience in the live broadcast room, their interest was piqued by Ye Feng.
Who was this guy? Who the hell was this?
How could you be so powerful that you could defeat all the top literary masters in China and win the China Literature Cup at the age of 20?
Everyone looked at Ye Feng curiously.
The true pen name of mine, hmm, okay, actually my name is Yu Xiaonan.”Ye Feng smiled faintly.
"Oh, Yu Xiao…Eh? Wait, what did you say, Yu…Yu Xiaonan?"
At first, the host wanted to say something, but halfway through, he seemed to have thought of something and was instantly stunned. He even stuttered as he read the name.
The remaining people were even more dumbfounded.
Snowy, who was below the stage, shouted, and many people screamed.
Yang Fan and Han Ling seemed to have heard some shocking secret. They turned their heads and stared at Ye Feng.
In the live broadcast room, all the viewers were stunned on the spot, their mouths trembling non-stop.
Yu Xiaonan, it's you! Why is it you?
How could it be you?
At this moment, the entire place was silent. Everyone was stunned by this news.
At this moment, the viewers in the live stream room were all shocked silly.
Looking at Ye Feng's harmless smile, everyone slowly reacted after a long time.
On Monday, at the age of 20, he won the Literature Cup. He even won first place in both the preliminary and semi-final rounds.
Yu Xiaonan, also 20 years old, was known as the number one person in the online literature world.
It seemed that the age difference was really the same.
So that's the case. No wonder you're such a f * cking Yu Xiaonan.
In the live broadcast room, it was even more explosive. The white bullet comments instantly filled the entire screen like snowflakes.
"God Yu, it's God Yu.”
"Oh my god, comrades, it turns out that our Great God Yu hasn't disappeared. He hasn't been eliminated.”
"Holy sh * t! Surprise, this is too much of a surprise. Yu Shen actually sneakily won the Literature Cup.”
"Haha, from now on, who would dare to say that our online literature is vulgar? Who would dare to say that online writers couldn't write traditional literature?”
"It's so satisfying, so satisfying. I thought all the great web novel gods were wiped out? It turned out that Yu Shen had been fighting alone.”
"F * ck, Yu Shen, I'm sorry, I owe you an apology.”
"I'm sorry for scolding you back then. I won't say anything else. From now on, I'll be a fan. No matter what you do, I'll support you.”
"From now on, you're my brother, my biological brother. If anyone dares to scold you, I'll sleep with their daughter.”
"666, is this a new way of scolding people recently? That's right, if anyone dares to scold Yu Shen, I'll sleep with his daughter too.”
"I was wondering why this young man looked so handsome. Handsome and suave. With just a raise of his hand, a heroic spirit pounced on me. So it's Yu Shen.”
"This flattery is good. Actually, I think so too.” "Master Monday, you should be famous for your writing, but why have I never heard of you before?”The host continued to ask.
This was the question that everyone wanted to ask.
The growth of a master was not achieved overnight. If the other party had really studied traditional literature since he was young, he should have some reputation in the circle.
But this Monday, it was as if he had appeared out of thin air. No one had heard of him, and no one knew who he was.
When this question was thrown out, everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the answer.
Yang Fan and Chilling still turned their heads around, but their ears leaned forward.
Yan Zheng stared at Ye Feng.
The remaining traditional writers all focused their attention on the stage.
The mystery was about to be revealed!
"Well, it's not that I haven't heard of it. I'm actually very famous.”Ye Feng smiled and replied.
Very famous? Everyone was stunned.
Could it be that they were too ignorant? You haven't even heard of Master?
That was unlikely. Under their doubts, many people took out their phones and searched for Monday on Baidu.
Since you're really famous, we don't know you. There should be information on Baidu Encyclopedia, right?
However, when he opened the webpage, the first line was the definition of Monday: It was the seven-day system that was currently used by all countries in the world.
Other than this, there was nothing else.
Instantly, the group of people felt that they had been played by Ye Feng.
Very famous? What fame? You can't even find it on Baidu, so how can you say you're famous?
Which one of the people here couldn't be found on Baidu?
"So, you used to be a famous person?”The host was stunned.
Before the interview, he had checked the information and clearly remembered that there was no news about him on the Internet.
"I guess so." Ye Feng nodded.
"But................" The host wanted to say something but hesitated. At this moment, he really wanted to ask, are you f * cking bragging?
If you keep boasting, I won't be able to cover it up.
"Are you wondering why I can't be found online?”At this moment, Ye Feng seemed to have read his mind and took the initiative to ask.
"Yes." The host nodded like a chicken chasing after rice.
"That's because I changed my pen name.”Ye Feng said.
"Puff!"
In an instant, a few people below the stage could not help but laugh speechlessly.
The emcee's face was also green as he looked at Ye Feng with resentment.
Change his pen name? Change your sister, you're fine, why did you change your pen name for no reason!
Do you know how important a pen name is to a writer?
Yang Fan and Han Leng also revealed an expression of 'as expected' on their faces. As expected, his name was not Monday.
How could someone with such a deep literary foundation be a nobody? Even though Ye Feng looked very young.
"Then may I ask, what is your real name?”
The host immediately asked. He didn't want Ye Feng to continue beating around the bush like this.
At this moment, whether it was the Traditional Writers 'Alliance below the stage or the audience in the live broadcast room, their interest was piqued by Ye Feng.
Who was this guy? Who the hell was this?
How could you be so powerful that you could defeat all the top literary masters in China and win the China Literature Cup at the age of 20?
Everyone looked at Ye Feng curiously.
The true pen name of mine, hmm, okay, actually my name is Yu Xiaonan.”Ye Feng smiled faintly.
"Oh, Yu Xiao…Eh? Wait, what did you say, Yu…Yu Xiaonan?"
At first, the host wanted to say something, but halfway through, he seemed to have thought of something and was instantly stunned. He even stuttered as he read the name.
The remaining people were even more dumbfounded.
Snowy, who was below the stage, shouted, and many people screamed.
Yang Fan and Han Ling seemed to have heard some shocking secret. They turned their heads and stared at Ye Feng.
In the live broadcast room, all the viewers were stunned on the spot, their mouths trembling non-stop.
Yu Xiaonan, it's you! Why is it you?
How could it be you?
At this moment, the entire place was silent. Everyone was stunned by this news.
At this moment, the viewers in the live stream room were all shocked silly.
Looking at Ye Feng's harmless smile, everyone slowly reacted after a long time.
On Monday, at the age of 20, he won the Literature Cup. He even won first place in both the preliminary and semi-final rounds.
Yu Xiaonan, also 20 years old, was known as the number one person in the online literature world.
It seemed that the age difference was really the same.
So that's the case. No wonder you're such a f * cking Yu Xiaonan.
In the live broadcast room, it was even more explosive. The white bullet comments instantly filled the entire screen like snowflakes.
"God Yu, it's God Yu.”
"Oh my god, comrades, it turns out that our Great God Yu hasn't disappeared. He hasn't been eliminated.”
"Holy sh * t! Surprise, this is too much of a surprise. Yu Shen actually sneakily won the Literature Cup.”
"Haha, from now on, who would dare to say that our online literature is vulgar? Who would dare to say that online writers couldn't write traditional literature?”
"It's so satisfying, so satisfying. I thought all the great web novel gods were wiped out? It turned out that Yu Shen had been fighting alone.”
"F * ck, Yu Shen, I'm sorry, I owe you an apology.”
"I'm sorry for scolding you back then. I won't say anything else. From now on, I'll be a fan. No matter what you do, I'll support you.”
"From now on, you're my brother, my biological brother. If anyone dares to scold you, I'll sleep with their daughter.”
"666, is this a new way of scolding people recently? That's right, if anyone dares to scold Yu Shen, I'll sleep with his daughter too.”
"I was wondering why this young man looked so handsome. Handsome and suave. With just a raise of his hand, a heroic spirit pounced on me. So it's Yu Shen.”
"This flattery is good. Actually, I think so too.” "Master Monday, you should be famous for your writing, but why have I never heard of you before?”The host continued to ask.
This was the question that everyone wanted to ask.
The growth of a master was not achieved overnight. If the other party had really studied traditional literature since he was young, he should have some reputation in the circle.
But this Monday, it was as if he had appeared out of thin air. No one had heard of him, and no one knew who he was.
When this question was thrown out, everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the answer.
Yang Fan and Chilling still turned their heads around, but their ears leaned forward.
Yan Zheng stared at Ye Feng.
The remaining traditional writers all focused their attention on the stage.
The mystery was about to be revealed!
"Well, it's not that I haven't heard of it. I'm actually very famous.”Ye Feng smiled and replied.
Very famous? Everyone was stunned.
Could it be that they were too ignorant? You haven't even heard of Master?
That was unlikely. Under their doubts, many people took out their phones and searched for Monday on Baidu.
Since you're really famous, we don't know you. There should be information on Baidu Encyclopedia, right?
However, when he opened the webpage, the first line was the definition of Monday: It was the seven-day system that was currently used by all countries in the world.
Other than this, there was nothing else.
Instantly, the group of people felt that they had been played by Ye Feng.
Very famous? What fame? You can't even find it on Baidu, so how can you say you're famous?
Which one of the people here couldn't be found on Baidu?
"So, you used to be a famous person?”The host was stunned.
Before the interview, he had checked the information and clearly remembered that there was no news about him on the Internet.
"I guess so." Ye Feng nodded.
"But................" The host wanted to say something but hesitated. At this moment, he really wanted to ask, are you f * cking bragging?
If you keep boasting, I won't be able to cover it up.
"Are you wondering why I can't be found online?”At this moment, Ye Feng seemed to have read his mind and took the initiative to ask.
"Yes." The host nodded like a chicken chasing after rice.
"That's because I changed my pen name.”Ye Feng said.
"Puff!"
In an instant, a few people below the stage could not help but laugh speechlessly.
The emcee's face was also green as he looked at Ye Feng with resentment.
Change his pen name? Change your sister, you're fine, why did you change your pen name for no reason!
Do you know how important a pen name is to a writer?
Yang Fan and Han Leng also revealed an expression of 'as expected' on their faces. As expected, his name was not Monday.
How could someone with such a deep literary foundation be a nobody? Even though Ye Feng looked very young.
"Then may I ask, what is your real name?”
The host immediately asked. He didn't want Ye Feng to continue beating around the bush like this.
At this moment, whether it was the Traditional Writers 'Alliance below the stage or the audience in the live broadcast room, their interest was piqued by Ye Feng.
Who was this guy? Who the hell was this?
How could you be so powerful that you could defeat all the top literary masters in China and win the China Literature Cup at the age of 20?
Everyone looked at Ye Feng curiously.
The true pen name of mine, hmm, okay, actually my name is Yu Xiaonan.”Ye Feng smiled faintly.
"Oh, Yu Xiao…Eh? Wait, what did you say, Yu…Yu Xiaonan?"
At first, the host wanted to say something, but halfway through, he seemed to have thought of something and was instantly stunned. He even stuttered as he read the name.
The remaining people were even more dumbfounded.
Snowy, who was below the stage, shouted, and many people screamed.
Yang Fan and Han Ling seemed to have heard some shocking secret. They turned their heads and stared at Ye Feng.
In the live broadcast room, all the viewers were stunned on the spot, their mouths trembling non-stop.
Yu Xiaonan, it's you! Why is it you?
How could it be you?
At this moment, the entire place was silent. Everyone was stunned by this news.
At this moment, the viewers in the live stream room were all shocked silly.
Looking at Ye Feng's harmless smile, everyone slowly reacted after a long time.
On Monday, at the age of 20, he won the Literature Cup. He even won first place in both the preliminary and semi-final rounds.
Yu Xiaonan, also 20 years old, was known as the number one person in the online literature world.
It seemed that the age difference was really the same.
So that's the case. No wonder you're such a f * cking Yu Xiaonan.
In the live broadcast room, it was even more explosive. The white bullet comments instantly filled the entire screen like snowflakes.
"God Yu, it's God Yu.”
"Oh my god, comrades, it turns out that our Great God Yu hasn't disappeared. He hasn't been eliminated.”
"Holy sh * t! Surprise, this is too much of a surprise. Yu Shen actually sneakily won the Literature Cup.”
"Haha, from now on, who would dare to say that our online literature is vulgar? Who would dare to say that online writers couldn't write traditional literature?”
"It's so satisfying, so satisfying. I thought all the great web novel gods were wiped out? It turned out that Yu Shen had been fighting alone.”
"F * ck, Yu Shen, I'm sorry, I owe you an apology.”
"I'm sorry for scolding you back then. I won't say anything else. From now on, I'll be a fan. No matter what you do, I'll support you.”
"From now on, you're my brother, my biological brother. If anyone dares to scold you, I'll sleep with their daughter.”
"666, is this a new way of scolding people recently? That's right, if anyone dares to scold Yu Shen, I'll sleep with his daughter too.”
"I was wondering why this young man looked so handsome. Handsome and suave. With just a raise of his hand, a heroic spirit pounced on me. So it's Yu Shen.”
"This flattery is good. Actually, I think so too.”
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