Just as Wang Defu watched coldly, he finally saw a person who could barely be regarded as a "young writer". The other party seemed to be very popular in the writers' association. As soon as he appeared, other writers who had already arrived gathered around him, which was a star.

This "young writer" looks only in his early thirties, wearing a very modern and fashionable coat, and the hairstyle on his head is very particular. He does not wear glasses. Although he looks a little ordinary, after dressing up like this, he naturally gives people the feeling of an advanced writer, unlike some new writers who come to the society. This time he is wearing a long gown that is popular in the old era. At first glance, he feels that the other person is an old-style literati.

In this era when the New Culture Movement is becoming more and more popular, old-style literati are becoming less and less popular.

But I don’t know what this "young writer" is. When he arrived, the old-style literati wearing long gowns actually surrounded him, just like a group of dogs licking.

Wang Defu heard the greetings between them and the "Young Writer". He probably knew that the "Young Writer" was actually a veteran member of the Writers Association and already had the title of "Intermediate Writer". He has a wide range of connections in the literary world and is also a judge of some small literary awards.

The name of this "young writer" is Wang Xiaocheng. He comes from a local scholarly family in Suzhou. He has made his mark in the literary world with his family connections since childhood. He began to publish articles in newspapers and magazines when he was in junior high school, mostly with current comments. He seems to be very keen on posting articles and discussing hot current affairs. In the Internet era, this person is a true public intellectual.

In fact, Wang Xiaocheng did not have many outstanding works, but he, who has the power to comment on other people's works, was naturally taken for granted by a group of authors who did not even have the title of "junior writer" in the Writers Association.

And he was used to being overwhelmed by the stars, and at this moment he was just serious about greetings from everyone. Perhaps in his eyes, these new members of the Writers Association were all small characters that were not worthy of his attention.

This time, Wang Xiaocheng participated in this "Young Writers Forum" and was almost here to show off, because he was a senior figure in the Writers Association and had the title of "intermediate writer" that made him proud. So what happened to him being a little cold to these newcomers?

He felt that this was normal, because as long as he participated in these newcomer activities, he looked so arrogant, as if he was the mainstay in the entire Writers Association.

Wang Xiaocheng directly found the tour guide who led many writers to visit the garden this time and said condescendingly: "Tour guide, hurry up and count the number of people. You can set off when you arrive. As for those who are late, don't worry. I will report directly to the Secretary-General. Members like this who don't even participate in the first group event will just kick out of the Writers Association."

The tour guide was very uncomfortable by Wang Xiaocheng's condescending attitude, but he couldn't help but complain, as if you were more than ten minutes late, right?

However, the tour guide naturally did not dare to offend writers who were quite energetic in this era. He could only follow Wang Xiaocheng's instructions and prepare to count the number of people.

Only at this time did Wang Xiaocheng notice that Wang Defu was observing alone in secret. However, he did not know Wang Defu at all. After all, only those who could recognize Wang Defu at a glance were probably those students who were still in school and readers who had read the magazine "Red Rose".

When Wang Xiaocheng saw Wang Defu's student aura, he frowned and walked up, and said condescendingly: "Writers Association visited the garden, and the idle people were allowed to give in. Once the number of people was transferred, you will count the number immediately. Don't delay the tour guide statistics here."

Wang Xiaocheng exudes a strong sense of superiority as a writer. He certainly has huge psychological advantages for a guy like Wang Defu who is obviously a college student.

However, Wang Defu smiled indifferently and said gently: "I am also a new member of the Writers Association."

Wang Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look up and down Wang Defu, obviously surprised that the new member of the Writers Association was a college student who was less than 30 years old.

Before Wang Xiaocheng could say anything, the old-style literati who looked poor in a long gown near him couldn't help but say, "You student kid are making trouble here? You said you are a new member, why don't you say hello to Director Wang?"

It turns out that Wang Xiaocheng is actually a director of the Suzhou Writers Association. In fact, only members with the title of "Senior Writer" are qualified to be a director. However, Wang Xiaocheng, an "intermediate writer", can become a director, which shows that his background is indeed quite large.

When Wang Defu was choked by this old-style literati, he was not angry, and still responded calmly: "As a new member, how could I know Director Wang? In fact, I don't know anyone when I come to participate in this event today."

The old-style literati immediately laughed and said, "You are a student kid who lie and deceived yourself. Our Writers Association is not that easy to enter. If you say you don't know anyone, then don't even recommend you to join the association? For example, many of the new members of the association were recommended by Director Wang."

With the laughter of old-style literati, many new members also watched. For a moment, Wang Defu, who had been watching coldly, actually became the center of the crowd.

Most people will definitely feel a little uncomfortable when they become the center of the crowd, but Wang Defu has long been used to all this, so his attitude is very calm from beginning to end.

With such a demeanor and his extraordinary handsome appearance, these "young writers" nodded secretly, thinking that this person is not an ordinary person.

Wang Xiaocheng stretched out his hand and signaled that the literati named "Kong Jiaren" would shut up, and then he asked in a harsh manner: "What's your name?"

Wang Defu replied naturally: "I am Wang Defu. Actually, I don't know why I joined the Suzhou Writers Association. It should be my friend Zhu Moche who recommended me."

When Wang Defu announced his name, Wang Xiaocheng's arrogant look finally restrained a little. Kong Jiaren, the old literati who questioned Wang Defu, his smile froze on his face. He secretly distanced himself from Wang Xiaocheng while others were not paying attention, and then skillfully hid among the new members surrounding him...
Chapter completed!