"Wow, it's Heavenly Silkworm Potato. He's actually nominated?”
"Look, I Love Tomatoes has also been selected.”
"The third generation of the Murloc is the same. It really didn't disappoint me.”
"I didn't expect that these people who write small white literature can also write traditional literature? This is really unexpected."
"Who dares to say that web writers have low academic qualifications and are all making up stories to deceive underage people? Reality proved that it was because they did not want to develop traditional literature.”
"It's inspiring. Internet gods, you must fight for your pride.”
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Seeing those familiar pen names in the online literature world, everyone who loved online literature was excited. Their joy was beyond words.
The battle between traditional literature and online literature not only involved authors, but also readers.
In the eyes of those traditional authors, not only were online literature authors of no standard, they could only write small white articles. Even the readers were of no appreciation. Why would they read those small white articles with old-fashioned plots?
It was even because of these newbie readers that online literature had developed so much.
If no one read the novelties, who would write them?
Therefore, many online literature readers were also ridiculed. How could they not be happy to see their favorite god advance in the preliminaries?
Although there were only five or six of them, this was enough to prove that no matter how traditional literature was, we online writers could still do it.
However, after looking at the name list, someone was puzzled.
"Eh? Where is my Dayu God? Why isn't he on the list?"
His words woke everyone up. That's right, didn't Yu Xiaonan say that he would participate in the Literature Cup? Why wasn't he on the list? could
"Impossible, no way."
"Yu Shen didn't advance? I won't believe it even if you beat me to death."
" Logically speaking, Yu Shen's writing skills are definitely not bad, but "
"Oh my god, I feel like my faith has collapsed.”
"I don't believe it. He's a representative of our online literature.”
The netizens discussed animatedly. They couldn't believe it. The number one web novelist actually couldn't make it into the preliminary round of the Literature Cup?
Heavenly Silkworm Potato and the others were all nominated. Although they didn't believe it in their hearts, when everyone repeatedly looked at the list and still didn't see Yu Xiaonan's name, they could only helplessly accept this fact.
Everyone sighed. Heavenly Silkworm Potato and a few other web writers who had advanced to the preliminary round also frowned.
It had to be said that this news was a huge blow to them.
Yu Xiaonan was the number one person in online literature. In other words, he was the face of online literature.
But now, their reputation did not even make it into the semi-finals and fell at the threshold of the preliminaries. This undoubtedly weakened their reputation by more than a little.
When the few internet gods who had advanced to the semi-finals saw this, they could only sigh helplessly. Then, they made an agreement with each other. Even if Yu Xiaonan wasn't around, they had to hold on. They definitely couldn't embarrass online literature.
The news that Yu Xiaonan did not enter the semi-finals was soon known by the media reporters.
Then, the reporters became excited.
What was the most important thing for a reporter? News and hype were what they ate.
The competition between traditional literature and online literature had nothing to do with them.
Therefore, the moment they heard the news, some of them went to interview a few traditional literature masters.
"Master Lei Ming, what do you think about Yu Xiaonan not entering the Literature Cup semi-finals?”
The first person the reporter interviewed was the author Lei Ming. He had been at the forefront when he attacked online writers.
"Didn't make it to the semi-finals? This is very normal. The number one person in online literature doesn't mean that his literary skills are good. In our traditional literature, he can only be at the bottom. The result this time is just as I said.”
Lei Ming answered the reporter's question arrogantly. When he talked about Yu Xiaonan, he had a superior attitude.
Wasn't it normal that Yu Xiaonan didn't enter the semi-finals? It would be a ghost if he could enter.
An online writer? Earning 500,000 yuan a day? Hehe, it was nothing more than that.
"Chilling Master? What do you think?"
Some of the reporters changed their target and asked another person who had a deep aversion to online literature.
"I think this kind of result is normal. Traditional literature is not like online novels, where anyone can write it well.”
Author Chills didn't name anyone, but the meaning behind his words was obvious.
Following that, the reporters tirelessly interviewed famous writers in the literary world, and the replies they received were mostly that it was very normal.
How could a web novelist write about traditional literature? Look, you didn't advance, right?
If he had the time, he could have obediently posted a few more chapters on the internet and earned some money. Why did he have to shamelessly boast about conquering? Wasn't this embarrassing?
Although some authors were very resistant to web novels, they still held back when speaking to the camera.
However, some people wouldn't care so much. They would say whatever was unpleasant to hear.
If Yu Xiaonan had advanced, perhaps he wouldn't have said so much. They were also afraid of being slapped in the face. Although the probability of this was relatively small, what if?
However, Yu Xiaonan did not advance, so there was no need to leave any leeway.
A person who couldn't even pass the preliminaries, what was there to worry about?
As for the remaining web novelists, no one cared.
The big boss of the online literature world has already fallen on the threshold. You guys are just like that.
In an instant, the traditional literature writers were in high spirits. As they spoke, they were filled with pride. Their words were filled with superiority. Even when he walked, he was striding forward.
Haha, so what if he's the number one person in the online literature world? So what if he earned so much money in a day? Wasn't it still unpresentable? This was the extent of their literary skills. Among their traditional writers, there were a lot of them.
A competition like the Literature Cup was originally for traditional authors. Why would some online authors join in the fun?
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