My Online Dating Partner Is a Celebrity - Vol 18 Chapter 340

  Love is really great. Because of love, a sixty-year-old man can marry an eighteen-year-old girl, and she will live in her eighty-year-old; because of love, a certain big celebrity is stigmatized and countless wives are waiting…

Of course, we don’t advocate that kind of love. Love like Lin Zhenyuan is the real power!

Lin Zhenyuan, who has never stood up for more than 30 years, actually stood up at this moment!

“Can you think that things will develop like this?” Zhang Yun smiled and asked Yi Xuebin.

“I can’t think of it, how about you?” Yi Xuebin asked Zhang Yun back.

“A ghost can only think of it.” Zhang Yun sighed helplessly.

“What should I do now?” Yi Xuebin said with some worry, “Can Lao Lin survive this scene?”

“He can’t hold it, won’t we two help him?” Zhang Yun said.

Yi Xuebin nodded and stopped talking. His eyes were set on the falling rain on the stage, and the timing was wrong, and he was in place immediately.

“This fellow…er, sir, did we seem to ask you to ask questions?” The host on the stage was heartbroken. She tried to remind Lin Zhenyuan to follow the script.

The host is named Yu Tong, who is the vice president of the Student Union of Beijing Normal University. Since the freshman year, he has presided over various activities on campus. As the host, Yu Tong certainly knows that someone is going to do something today, but she has no idea about it.

The kind of junk literature in “End of the World” that looks like chicken soup and is full of poisons. Yu Tong who has eaten it is not interested.

She even wanted to see the money scammers like Luo Yu eat flat.

So when people from New World found her and promised to sponsor the student union, Yu Tong was very cooperative. According to the previously arranged script, she cue Zhang Yun first, then find two people at random, and then naturally cue again to Yi Xuebin next to Zhang Yun… Repeat this three times, and finally let people from the new world play in the form of “Easter Eggs” .

The script has been written, and she followed it step by step.

Just…what is the situation of the three rows of eight people who suddenly stood up? The script has not yet developed to the point where you ask questions!

“That’s not important, I want to know now, what is Luoyu’s view of the’Iceberg Theory’.” Lin Zhenyuan said too blatantly, staring at Luoyu and asked.

Luo Yu has now sobered up from the anger just now. He understands that this person, even the person just now, is here to smash the scene.

He sneered and said, “I think the’Iceberg Theory’ has nothing to say, and I have already said it very clearly just now, my story “Auntie from afar…”

“If the author has a good idea of ​​what he thinks, he can omit what he knows. As long as he writes truthfully enough, the reader will naturally understand the omitted part. An iceberg floating on the sea seems insignificant, but More than one-eighth of the volume is hidden under the sea surface. This is the “Iceberg Theory”—your “Girl from a Distance”, what is hidden?” Lin Zhenyuan seemed to have opened Huabei, and he said in one breath for a month. Volume of words. He directly explained the “Iceberg Theory”, and then asked Luo Yu, what is hidden in “A Girl From Afar”?

Luo Yu suddenly did not know how to answer.

“I have watched “A Girl From Afar”, the story is quite easy to understand, doesn’t it seem?”

“Maybe I didn’t look closely?”

“What can I look at carefully? When two people lie in bed and tell a story, what else is there to hide?”

As soon as Lin Zhenyuan said this, the audience suddenly boiled over. Just now when Luo Yu and Bai Xue sang a harmony there, they ignored Zhang Yun’s question, and they already attracted some people’s attention, but because they were talking on stage, they didn’t think about it.

At this time, Lin Zhenyuan mentioned it again. The audience thought carefully and discovered that the example cited by Luo Yu had nothing to do with the “iceberg theory” at all.

“You didn’t understand my story, it doesn’t mean that there is none in my story. Do I have to tell you personally that that woman is a ji girl before you know that I applied the’iceberg theory’?” Luo Yu heard the audience His expression became more and more strained.

The writer sitting next to him seemed to be saying something in his ear every year. After listening to it, Luo Yu immediately attacked Lin Zhenyuan angrily.

“Does anyone know about this?” Zhang Yun looked at the excitement and asked Yi Xuebin.

“Mom’s small hotel on the street met a woman. Everyone can know this, right?” Yi Xuebin said, “Isn’t this hard-mouthed?”

“You have to understand, man, there must be some places that are hard enough. If he doesn’t get hard in that place, of course his mouth has to be hard.” Zhang Yun said with emotion.

“Grass, you still have enough damage.” Yi Xuebin dumped immediately.

“Is this also called an iceberg?” Lin Zhenyuan didn’t hear Zhang Yun and Yi Xuebin’s words. He saw Luo Yu’s guilty conscience and immediately laughed and said, “Okay, just treat it as an iceberg for the time being. Then I will ask you again, you know Is “polyphonic novel”? What is “expectation horizon”? What are the characteristics of “critical realism literature”? What is “magic realism literature”? Who are the representatives of “medieval literature”? Chinese traditional literary thought What’s the core content of the Chinese language?”

Lin Zhenyuan directly threw out multiple literary categories and theories, all of which fell on Luo Yu’s head. Falling rain can’t say a word. There was a violent noise from the audience, and the eyes of people looking at Lin Zhenyuan seemed to be full of “This is God”.

“It’s over!”

However, the scene was so positive that Zhang Yun couldn’t help screaming badly.

“What’s the matter?” Yi Xuebin was excited, and suddenly heard Zhang Yun’s voice and asked reproachfully.

“Ms. Lin is too anxious!” Zhang Yun sighed, hiding his face.

If Lin Zhenyuan throws a noun out of it, no matter how hard her mouth is today, Luo Yu will have to drop a title of “literary accomplishment”. As long as he shook his head once, someone would have doubts, and as long as he had doubts, some black material would be placed behind Zhang Yun, and the rain would be over.

However, Lin Zhenyuan talked a lot at this time, and the nature of the matter was completely different.

A writer is also a human being. Unless he specializes in literary theory and literary history, he can put the above terms right and right. A normal writer, he has heard of it, but even if you let Mo Yan come, he can’t give you everything. Name the Ugly Yinmao.

Anyway, Zhang Yun, as a literary lover who has been immersed in the literary circle for decades, and who has taken courses in literary theory at the university, he feels that he feels awkward when he hears these terms.

Isn’t there an excuse for falling rain!

Lin Zhenyuan, who was already invincible, suddenly gave up victory!

“This gentleman, you are so funny. We write stories, not literature. I have heard all these words you say, but you let me say what these words mean, forgive me. Can’t remember those theoretical knowledge.”

Liu Yu was still in a daze, and she really didn’t react to that. If this was only himself on the scene, Lin Zhenyuan might have succeeded.

But there are still six writers in the forum!

The writer Qing Shizi suddenly laughed and said to Lin Zhenyuan.

“This person is deliberately looking for faults, so ask the security to get out.” A writer began to call the security.

“Ms. Luo Yu is really hot now, there are sunspots.” Some people are yin and yang strange.

Several other writers helped each other and ran against Lin Zhenyuan together.

Under the guidance of these people, the audience in the audience also deviated from the original track in a trance.

Yup! Writers with literary literacy must have heard of these terms, but it is impossible to explain each one, right?

Isn’t this person who popped up deliberately looking for fault?

Once such an idea arises, the “god” just now turns into the shape of a demon. The audience looked at Lin Zhenyuan’s eyes and became uncomfortable.

“I, I didn’t come to find the fault, I just wanted to tell you, you guys, Luo Yu is a liar! What’s worth seeing in the story he wrote?” Lin Zhenyuan obviously hadn’t dealt with such a scene, he suddenly panicked.

And the rain, who was already speechless, laughed coolly at this time.

“Hahaha, I really don’t know where I offended you, you want to embarrass me. The story I wrote is nothing good, so why do readers like me read it?” Luo Yu waved his hand and pointed at the audience, all of a sudden. Spread the hatred.

Seeing the slightly angry and disgusting expressions of the audience, Luo Yu was determined, and continued: “Those of us who write stories, although we are not big celebrities, we have at least some fans. If we are like each other in every forum, You jumped out and questioned us like this, so what book do I write? Just go to the debate and win.”

“Shhh! Go away now!”

“What works do you have, are you here to question Teacher Luo Yu?”

“It’s so funny, it’s so funny!”

There was a roaring sound around, Lin Zhenyuan clenched his fists, but did not know how to respond.

The girl named Xu Jia looked at Lin Zhenyuan and shook her head disappointedly.

“It’s self-defeating! Damn!” Yi Xuebin knew that he had to stand up.

He just thought of getting up, and Zhang Yun, who was next to him, held him down.

“What are you doing?” Yi Xuebin was taken aback.

“What do you want to do?” Zhang Yun asked.

“Help Lin Zhenyuan!”

“How to help?”

“Uh…” Yi Xuebin got stuck. He really didn’t think about it.

“Hey… can’t it be done according to plan?” Zhang Yun sighed and got up slowly, “It can only be a trick…”

“Teacher Luo Yu, as a literature lover, I have one more question for you!”

A harmonious voice, resounding in this discordant atmosphere, attracted the attention of the audience.