In an instant, Yang Fan, Han Ling, and the others 'Weibo posts were filled with curses.
The millions of online literature fans who had disappeared for a long time had reappeared.
Previously, they had thought that all online writers had been wiped out. Faced with the contempt of traditional writers, no one could find a reason to scold them back and forth.
But now that he knew, he couldn't just let it go. He had to get an explanation. If he couldn't get an explanation, then he had to scold him.
"Being the best in online literature doesn't mean that his literary skills are good. In our traditional literature, he can only be at the bottom.”
"Traditional literature isn't like web novels, where anyone can write it well.”
Hehe, you guys are talking very enthusiastically, right? Did you feel good?
Then come on, let's see who can say it better?
On the other side, many people from other industries were terrified.
With so many people scolding him, he would definitely break down.
In just an instant, the Weibo accounts of dozens of masters were attacked by fans.
The last incident was forcefully suppressed by Yang Fan with his super high status. But this time, it was useless.
Millions of fans had been holding back for so long, and the day had finally come. Once they vented, who would care if he was the number one person in the literary world?
Even if the emperor came, he would still scold them.
.............
At the Literature Cup venue, the competition was over, the interview segment was over, and the award ceremony was over.
However, everyone seemed to have been frozen by the Stop spell and could not come back to their senses for a long time.
This year's Literature Cup was different from the past. It was purely for traditional writers. This time, there were many online writers.
Naturally, this also included online literature and traditional literature.
However, as the competition progressed, the online literature gods all lost in the Literature Cup semi-finals.
It was expected that all the traditional writers would be disdainful of this.
However, in the end, he suddenly realized that the champion of the Literature Cup was actually the number one person in online literature, Yu Xiaonan?
F * ck you!
At this moment, not only Yang Fan, Han Ling, and the others, but all the traditional literature writers felt as if their faces were hurting.
At the scene, the countdown was three, two, one!
Douyu's live broadcast signal was cut off, and the match officially ended.
The netizens couldn't see what was happening, but the image of Yu Xiaonan, the god in their hearts, was deeply imprinted in their hearts.
Ye Feng slowly came down from the stage. The competition had ended, and he had achieved his goal of coming here. He didn't want to stay here any longer.
There was still a beautiful woman waiting for him at home. He had nothing better to do and would waste his time in a place full of old men.
When he walked off the stage, everyone present was staring at Ye Feng's figure with a dazed expression, as if they had yet to recover from their shock.
Until Ye Feng walked out of the hotel, the scene was still silent. No one said a word.
What could he say? What else could he say?
The online authors that they had always looked down on had suddenly risen to prominence and won first place in the Literature Cup, which was surrounded by traditional literature authors.
Just by himself, he had suppressed everyone with three articles. The traditional literature writers had lost all their face.
After a long while, Yan Zheng finally spat out with difficulty," Who said that there were no masters in online literature! Today, I'm convinced.
.................
Outside the hotel, Ye Feng wanted to take a taxi home. He stood on the road and suddenly heard a few voices behind him.
"God Yu, wait for us."
"Guru, take us flying."
"Don't go, Almighty."
Ye Feng turned around and saw three men in their twenties. They were probably a little older than him.
"You are?" Ye Feng asked curiously.
He didn't seem to know these people, but they seemed to know him.
"Guru, I am Tian Can Tu Dou, the author of 'Breaking the Universe with Martial Arts'.”
"Yu Shen, I'm I Love to Eat Tomatoes, the author of 'Starry Sky Transformation'.”
"I'm at the dream-god level, the author of 'The Dao is Buddha'.”
After hearing their self-introductions, Ye Feng realized that these people were also great gods in the online literature world.
They had also participated in the Literature Cup, but they had all been eliminated in the semi-finals.
"Hello." Ye Feng extended his hand and shook hands with them.
Anyone who could make a name for online literature was worth befriending.
"Yu Shen, you're amazing. I didn't expect that not only are you good at writing online novels, but you're also good at writing traditional literature.”
Heavenly Silkworm Potato said in shock.
Before this, Ye Feng had relied on a single book to become the number one person in the online literature world.
Regarding this, he was still a little unconvinced.
After all, his Breaking Through the Universe was not bad either. His writing style and whatnot were on par, but his Breaking Through the Universe was more popular.
However, after this incident, he was completely convinced.
This kind of essay for the Literature Cup was simply not written by a human.
He had racked his brains to write a piece of work. It had been difficult for him to pass the preliminaries, but in the end, he had fallen at the threshold of the semi-finals.
The difficulty was obvious.
However, Ye Feng, who was Yu Xiaonan, was able to win first place in the preliminaries, semi-finals, and even the finals. He had defeated a large group of traditional writers from his grandfather's generation.
This literary talent, he had to admit it.
The other two nodded in agreement.
Without comparison, there would be no difference.
Now, it seemed that there was a huge difference between them and Ye Feng.
"Cough cough, it's just so-so. Don't be infatuated with me, I'm just a legend.”
Ye Feng subtly accepted their praise. The moment he opened his mouth, he used a famous online quote from his previous life.
Don't be infatuated with me, I'm just a legend?
Upon hearing this, the few of them were instantly stunned. Then, they revealed expressions of surprise and admiration.
"As expected of a great god. He's too awesome.”
"This talent, there's no one else."
"Which one of you brought a pen? That's a good sentence. Hurry up and write it down. It'll be useful for writing novels in the future.”
Ye Feng was speechless.
It was as if he had unknowingly put on a show all of a sudden?？
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