Chapter 371

"Poof..."

Ding Lei, who was drinking tea, directly sprayed the tea out of his mouth.

"Return the flowers of the motherland."

However, it seems that this guy is really at school.

Moreover, he is indeed younger than them.

Compared with them, Chen Yu's claim to be the flower of the motherland is also right.

But that's not the point.

The point is that Chen Yu's sentence is not a joke, but a mockery.

Bully the small with the big.

More deceives less.

Even Ma Yun was embarrassed by such words.

Doesn't that mean them?

"Mr. Chen, you've been bullying us."

Ding Lei answered.

"Uncle Ding, I'm just an Internet recruit. I can't bully you."

Chen Yu smiled and shouted uncle Ding Lei.

"My uncle Ding, your sister..."

Ding Lei grinned angrily.

Uncle Ding's cry really made him sit down in the name of bullying the small.

"Mr. Chen, don't get me wrong. When we get together today, we just have a chat. After a while, old Mr. Jin Yong will come."

Cao Guo, CEO of Xinlang, who had no contact with Chen Yu, played a round for him.

"Yes, Mr. Jin Yong will come soon."

Ma Yun looked at his watch and then said, "Mr. Jin Yong is old. He didn't want to go back and forth, but in order to meet everyone, he came to Hangzhou from Xiangjiang again."

As he spoke, after a few minutes, Mr. Jin Yong appeared with the help of his assistant.

"Jin Yong."

"Great Xia Jin."

"Jin Yong is coming."

A voice came from the crowd of reporters.

Everyone stood up.

"Mr. Jin Yong."

"Hello, Mr. cha."

"Mr. Jin..."

Although Jin Yong doesn't know anything about the Internet, it doesn't matter. Everyone sitting here is Jin Yong's fan.

Even if it is not Jin Yong's fan, I admire Jin Yong very much.

Of course, Jin Yong's surname is not Jin. His surname is cha Liangyong.

Jin Yong took the word Yong apart and became his pseudonym.

But Jin Yong's pseudonym is so loud that people forget Jin Yong's real name.

So many people have always called Jin Yong great Xia Jin, Mr. Jin.

"Sit down, everyone. Sorry to keep you waiting."

Jin Yong is nearly 80 years old and in good health. When he saw everyone, he smiled and asked everyone not to stand and sit down to chat.

"Mr. Jin Yong, this is the fourth West Lake sword debate. Let's see what changes have taken place in this year's sword debate compared with previous years."

Ma Yun personally handed the tea cup to Jin Yong.

Jin Yong looked: "this gentleman in a suit doesn't know."

"This is Mr. Cao Guowei, CEO of Xinlang."

"I've met Mr. Jin. I'm your fan."

Cao Guowei hurriedly said.

"And this is the first time I've seen him, but I recognize him."

After looking at Bill in front, Jin Yong said.

Although bill is not particularly familiar with Jin Yong, he also knows that Jin Yong is very famous in China.

The two communicated in English for a while.

Finally, Jin Yong looked at Chen Yu: "this child is also the first time I have seen him."

"Boy Chen Yu, Mr. Jin, you are my idol."

Chen Yu automatically reported his name.

"So you are Chen Yu."

Jin Yong seems to have heard Chen Yu's name: "you are the youngest here. I heard Ma Yun say that you are the strangest."

"Weird?"

Chen Yu doesn't know why Jin Yong thinks of himself as eccentric.

"Mr. Jin, do you think Chen Yu is like the little east evil in your book?"

Ma Yun said.

"Little dongxie, like..."

Jin Yong smiled and nodded.

"Mr. Jin, I don't deserve the name of little dongxie. What I'm most looking forward to is when Mr. Jin can return to the Jianghu."

This question suddenly interested everyone.

You know, Jin Yong's pen has been sealed for many years. People haven't seen Jin Yong's latest works for a long time.

"I've closed my pen for nearly 30 years. I've written everything I should write. Even if I'm back in the Jianghu, I can't write anything."

Jin Yong shook his head and said.

"What a pity..."

Everyone sighed.

Although everyone knows the answer, it is still a great pity for everyone to hear Jin Yong's answer again.

"It's really a pity in the Jianghu. After you closed the pen, the martial arts gradually withered. After a few years, I'm afraid no one can inherit the important task of martial arts."

Ma Yun said with great regret.

He can be said to be a super fan of Jin Yong.

He named himself Fengqing Yang.

Moreover, not only did he take it himself, but also all the partners he ordered to work with him.

For example, Jiang Peng's flower name is Sanfeng and Zhang Sanfeng's Sanfeng.

Lu Zhaoxi, whose flower name is Tiemuzhen, is Genghis Khan.

Not only that, he also set all departments of the company as the names in Jin Yong's novels.

For example, Taohua Island, this is Ma Yun's office.

Another example is the Dharma Institute, which is Ali's research department.

The bright top is Ali's conference room.

Jin Yong no longer writes about martial arts. For Ma Yun, martial arts is almost dead.

"You can't say that."

Jin Yong shook his head: "martial arts is not dead and has not been zeroed, but he will exist in another form."

"I agree with Mr. Jin."

Chen Yu also said: "martial arts has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if there are not many classic martial arts works now, another form of martial arts will appear in the future. For example..."

At this point, Chen Yu didn't go on.

"Chen Yu, you seem to have some experience. I don't want to tell you."

"I don't have any experience, mainly because I've always liked reading online novels recently. There are all kinds of strange ideas in online novels. Of course, in terms of depth, I can't compare with Mr. Jin's martial arts."

"That's not true. Recently, I saw an online work that was written in the type of flood and famine. Although the writing style of this work is average, its intention is not necessarily lower than that of martial arts. It even combined the two famous works of Fengshen and West Lake to create a new system, which is very interesting. That is, the writing style needs to be strengthened. In addition, the protagonist's killing and punishment is too much, and the theory of destiny is more serious..."

As he spoke, Jin Yong nodded gently at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu blushed.

Looking at Jin Yong's appearance, he knows that he wrote the flood and famine of the world himself.

"Cough..."

Unexpectedly, his novel attracted Jin Yong's attention, and Chen Yu was choked.

In particular, Jin Yong said that writing needs to be strengthened, and Chen Yu is more shy.

Mr. Jin has made a very polite comment. In fact, to put it bluntly, your writing is too poor.

If it's someone else, Chen Yu is not an accountant.

He doesn't want to be a writer. He just wants to hype his game. He doesn't care whether his writing is good or bad.

But now that he was told by Jin Yong face to face, Chen Yu felt that he couldn't let go of his old face.

Hardened his head, Chen Yu had to agree and said, "indeed, the writing of that book is really too white. I'll log in to the book review area and scold the author later."

"It's not necessary."

Jin Yong waved his hand: "it's estimated that the author didn't want to take the road of writing, but his intention is really magnificent. By the way, what did you say just now, Chen Yu, you'd better share your experience with you."

"This..."

Although Chen Yu did blush in front of masters like Jin Yong. However, online novels are not necessarily off the table. In particular, there are some authors of Tianzong wizards, and some of their works have a far-reaching impact on readers.

After thinking about it, Chen Yu said, "Mr. Jin, do you have any research on Chinese martial arts?"

"You mean our traditional Chinese martial arts?"

"Almost, but it's not the same."

Chen Yu explained: "the ancients only killed the enemy and did not perform when they learned martial arts. Modern people only perform and do not kill the enemy when they learn martial arts. Martial arts that only kill and do not perform are national skills."

Mm-hmm. at this time, we must decorate it with novels of national art.