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Lin Keqing looked over and said with concern: "You don't seem to have slept well? In fact, you don't have to come here so early. It doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer."
Fang Tian waved his hand, yawned and said, "Because the house is haunted these days, no one is doing well these days."
"The house is haunted?" Lin Keqing was surprised.
"Yeah. It's a female ghost, don't mention it." Fang Tian smiled wryly.
If Ye Qing heard it, would he strangle him to death?
Knowing that Fang Tian was joking, Lin Keqing smiled and said, "Take care of yourself, you are the soul of our company, you must not fall down."
I've been in contact with Ye Qing for two days, seeing Lin Keqing today, looking at her signature smile, I feel so refreshed!Extremely comfortable!
Fang Tian didn't know the location of the literary summit, so he didn't drive, he got into a Beetle, and Lin Keqing drove.
Before starting the car, she suddenly asked, "Are you sure you want to go there?"
"Is there a problem?" Fang Tian put on his seat belt and asked back.
"It can be awkward."
"Why do you say that?" Fang Tian was puzzled.
Lin Keqing said: "Most of the guests attending this literary summit are publishers of physical books and writers of traditional literature. People who do online literature like us will not be looked down upon, and may not even have a right to speak at that time. .”
As she spoke, she frowned.
This point, Fang Tian is very clear, the current online literature has just started, it occupies a very small part of the domestic literature market, and it is inevitable to be looked down upon by others.
Even in the future when online literature is booming, many people still have big prejudices against online literature.
Fang Tian smiled lightly: "It's interesting to face difficulties."
Lin Keqing is also very clear about his character, if he is afraid of ridicule, then he is not Fang Tian.
Immediately, start the car and drive towards the Binhai Exhibition Hall...
The Literary Summit is an annual literary event in China. In addition to representatives from major physical book publishers, literary writers of all sizes, as well as the presidents of the Huaxia Writers Association and various local Writers Associations attended.
All in all, all the literary elites in China gathered here, which is very grand.
The Beetle drove into the parking lot of the Binhai Exhibition Hall, Fang Tian pushed the door to get off, and then walked into the exhibition hall with Lin Keqing.
At this moment, the exhibition hall is holding a book fair, and there is a sea of books.
Many book fans stood in front of the booths, choosing their favorite books, especially in the special area, where more people gathered.
Famous domestic writers were present to sign books for book fans.
Fang Tian walked to the booth and asked, "Will Zhang Mailing come over?"
"I don't know. I should come over." Lin Keqing said.
The conference hadn't even started yet, Fang Tian looked at the booths of the book fair and found that there are quite a lot of people who like to watch martial arts these days.
Eight out of ten books are martial arts.
Fang Tian laughed, the genre of martial arts has declined, and many writers are still clinging to the world of martial arts.
"Fang Tian, is it really you? I didn't expect you to come here too." A young man's voice came from behind.
Fang Tian turned his head and saw a 27-year-old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walking towards him. He was none other than Wen Zhiyuan, the founder and CEO of Huanjie.
Fang Tian looked at him and smiled, "Mr. Wen, are you surprised?"
Wen Zhiyuan stood in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really surprising. Why did you come here even when you started the website?"
"Don't you also run the site? Since you can come? Why can't I come?" Fang Tian asked back.
"Different."
Wen Zhiyuan said: "I come from a traditional literary family, and I am also one of the presidents of the Huaxia Writers Association."
He didn't mention it, Fang Tian almost forgot. "According to this, you came to participate in the conference, are you not a representative?"
"Of course not." Wen Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled.
Lin Keqing leaned closer to Fang Tian's ear and whispered, "You are the only representative of the network literature conference, you are alone."
Fighting alone is fighting alone, Fang Tian didn't expect Wen Zhiyuan to stand in the same camp as him, it doesn't matter what he represents.
Fang Tiandao: "I don't know if it's an honor or a misfortune, but the president of the conference invited me to come to participate. I'm the only one who speaks on behalf of Internet literature."
"Suddenly I feel that you are so pitiful." Wen Zhiyuan said with a smile.
There was no response, Fang Tian put down the martial arts man in his hand.
"Oh? Fang Tian, so you also like watching martial arts?" Wen Zhiyuan asked curiously.
Fang Tian said: "It's average. I used to like it very much. Since Jin Yong sealed the pen and Gu Long passed away, I seldom read it now."
"There are many martial arts masterpieces, so you don't have to read them. In addition to a lot of wonderful martial arts in the fantasy world, come to my website to have a look when you have time." Wen Zhiyuan said with a smile.
Fang Tian shook his head and said: "The reason why I don't watch martial arts now is because the subject matter of martial arts has already faded away. In Jinyu, the editors of our website do not recommend new authors to touch this kind of pitfall subject matter."
His tone was light, shocking everyone around. Book fans who were watching martial arts at the bookstall all looked over.
Especially the author who wrote martial arts was even more surprised!When did martial arts go downhill? Many book fans like it very much. Didn’t you see that there are many martial arts genres on the bookstall?
Wen Zhiyuan sneered and said, "It's so shocking and endless. Martial arts will never decline, it will always be a best-selling theme."
Chapter 995 995/The battle between traditionalism and innovation!
Without arguing with him, Fang Tian and Lin Keqing left the bookstall and walked upstairs to the conference hall.
Take the elevator to the third floor of the exhibition hall, go around in a circle, and finally find the main entrance of the conference hall.
At the door, stood two security guards in blue uniforms, checking the invitation letters of the guests present.
Wen Zhiyuan walked over, took out the invitation letter with a smile, and handed it to the security guard for inspection.
The security guard didn't even look at it, handed him back the invitation letter, and said respectfully, "Mr. Wen, please come in."
Obviously, Wen Zhiyuan has a high status in the industry, and many people know him, so he can be exempted from checking any documents.
However, Fang Tian couldn't do it. As soon as he approached the gate, he was stopped by the security guard.
"Please show the invitation letter." The security guard looked at him with a straight face.