These people spoke without any scruples and in a rather loud voice, and it was obvious that they did not take others seriously.
Chu Tang gritted her teeth angrily.
There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
We are all storytellers, so why are those who write online novels considered inferior, and why are these people considered superior? Aren’t they all writing about the ups and downs of human life, the joys and sorrows, and the separations and reunions?
Being simple is crude, but is it good to pretend to be profound so that people can't understand it?
She was not convinced, and what's more, these people even mocked Wen Xi in their words and deeds, as if their writing was vulgar and her painting was also vulgar.
What kind of people are they?
It would be bad enough if he just wrote something poisonous, but he also behaved like this in private. We are all human, so who is superior to who?
I didn't ask them to buy it, so why do you have to say such harsh words?
Did they eat the rice or spend the money?
Chu Tang pinched the cake in her hand, and her temper was about to explode when a clear voice like a wind chime rang out, saying what she wanted to say: "I think you guys are just sour grapes because you can't eat them. You can't realize your own ambitions, but you are jealous of others' achievements. If you have this idle time, you might as well go home and think carefully about how to write better."
"What are you talking about, kid? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense here!"
"That's right, look at you, your hair hasn't even grown out yet, why are you interrupting when adults are talking? Get out of the way."
"Who raised this brat? He has absolutely no manners at all. He's truly uneducated."
The few people whose secrets were exposed scolded the little girl who was walking over.
The little girl raised her head and retorted at them.
"Are you guys really well-mannered? You're saying bad things about someone right in front of them, and you're saying it out of context. What a crappy little book! 'Jiuzhou' has been in the top three most popular magazines in China ever since it was serialized in 'Fireworks', and has over a million readers. Do so many people read your book?"
"We, you...what do you know? Ours is highbrow, how many people can appreciate it?"
"I don't understand the difference between highbrow and lowbrow. I only know that good things should be appreciated by both the elite and the masses! And there are also many people who read good world classics. Are those not highbrow? Can't they compare to yours?"
"this……"
Those sarcastic people were immediately speechless after being confronted by her.
The little girl snorted proudly and continued, "Not only is the serialization of 'Kyushu' popular, but the manga has already reached its fifth volume, with cumulative sales approaching six million copies. They even printed a reprint on the first day of publication. If it's really as bad as you say, why doesn't the government ban it? Are we all stupid enough to use our hard-earned money to support it?"
"If you're jealous, just work hard to catch up. What's the point of being sour here? Will your book become a big seller? Or will your next book become a world-famous novel?"
Because they were in the wrong, a group of pen-wielding people could not refute a single word in front of a little girl.
Everyone's face turned red, and they ran away with their wine glasses in embarrassment.
"You are quite good, little girl. You have strong fighting ability!"
Chu Tang walked up to the little girl and praised her repeatedly.
It's amazing. It's much better than that kid in her family who hardly even farts.
"Thank you, Mr. Chu." The little girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed very fashionably, with a pair of smiling eyes and a few freckles on her face. She smiled so brightly that her eyebrows were not visible, and said hello to Wen Xi, "I am your fan, it is my duty to protect you!"
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