Tang Yan took her phone and walked to Jiang Yu angrily." Hubby, these people are too much!"”
Jiang Yu blinked and looked over. The comments were not about the moonwalk, but about his pen name,'A Belly of Wretcheds'.
There were even more comments than the comments on the moonwalk. However, there were more comments than the comments. After seeing only a few fish, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
[Look Up at the Sky: What kind of f * cking thing did you write? There's no artistic element at all!]
Shangguan Buxing thought," I really admire those who love to watch. This is the standard. He's just a primary school student!"
A big bird flew and flew,[Elementary school students?] It was probably a kindergarten, a high-level noob talking to an idiot!
Li Song, the writer and honorary vice chairman of the Literature Committee of City B: After all, it was the author's painstaking effort to write this. The author's literary attainment was not high, so we should be more or less understanding and give some encouragement. We hope that the author can recognize his own shortcomings in the next step of his creation.
Poet, honorary member of the Literature Committee of City B, Xia Houchun: Teacher Li, you're too kind-hearted. An author with a belly full of evil ideas is not worthy of being in the literary circle. His works are simply dragging down the overall standard of our literary circle!
Love Life, Love Evil Water: Hehe, as writers, how can you say that? I think you're just jealous!
Poet, honorary member of the Literature Committee of City B, Xia Houchun: You don't understand. We're just looking at the problem from the perspective of a scholar. Forgive me for being blunt, but this work is really stupid to the extreme!
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The comments came one after another. Because it was in Tieba, the number of views and replies in a short period of time had directly paralyzed the small bar!
"Hubby, what should we do?" Tang Yan asked helplessly. It was the first time she had seen such a big scene. Thinking back, Yang Mi almost collapsed when she was attacked by dozens of people. But this time, Jiang Yu... At a glance, there were at least tens of thousands of them!
Jiang Yu touched the tip of his nose. He wasn't surprised that writing such a small piece of white paper was a bit of negative news. What surprised him was that two of the literary experts had also made things difficult for him. It could be said that it was the participation of these two literary experts that made this bar so popular. Whether it was those who scolded him or those who chased him, almost all of them had joined in.
"Uncle can tolerate it, but Auntie can't!”Jiang Yu smacked his lips.
"Hey, no, what do you two mean? Are you playing riddles with me?" Yang Mi, who didn't know what was going on, was stunned by the change in their expressions.
"Alright! You guys go to sleep first. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight!”Jiang Yu patted Tang Yan comfortingly and then turned on her laptop.
Although Tang Yan was worried, she knew what a man was capable of. She dragged Yang Mi, who was full of question marks, into the bedroom.
Speaking of a counterattack plan, Jiang Yu wasn't prepared for it. After all, he could write Dream of the Red Chamber and Journey to the West, but it would take time!
Moreover, these four masterpieces were all books that leaned towards classical Chinese. If he wanted to write them, he would probably be unable to do so.
However, Jiang Yu could not care less. Damn it, he had already been bullied to the end. He had to fight back first!
Jiang Yu first applied for a Weibo account. After he pinned it to the top of the book review headlines, he began to compile it. Jiang Yu naturally would not use it for a normal scolding battle. Therefore, he rubbed his fingers and thought of a trick that he had played so many times back on Earth-open the full text!
"F * ck, you're insulting me. I'll make you bleed from your stomach!”Jiang Yu huffed and opened Weibo."
I admit, I'm guilty, I didn't write well (click to open the full text)
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Unfortunately, I'm just a little stronger than you. Even if there are more people chasing my books than you, I earn more money than you.!
After the announcement, Jiang Yu waited quietly for a reply. One minute, two minutes…
Sitting Well Watching the Sea: F * ck, Old Brother Wretched Water is fighting back. This mode, this vocabulary, awesome, haha!!
[It turns out that Old Brother Wicked Water is the real swordsman, hahaha!]
[Nana Invincible: Wow, Brother Bad Water has opened a Weibo account. Follow and follow him. I will always support Brother Bad Water. Also, I want to add a small sentence. Please, please, please!] Lan Shou, Lan Shou!
" I wouldn't know if I didn't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it. At first, I thought you were afraid, but after I clicked on it, hahahaha-"
[I Only Like Long-haired Girls: No one else has such creativity like Brother Bad Water. Do you think Li Song and Xia Houchun will go crazy from anger?]
Forget-me-not: Haha, Xia Houchun's lips probably won't be able to open again. They're stuffed to death by the old blood that's spurting out, haha!
Singing and singing: There's no one else upstairs. Hey, hey, why are you all standing there? Call 120. I have Li Song and Xia Houchun's addresses.
He didn't hit his face,"Whoa?" His True Qi died? They formed a formation and observed fifteen minutes of silence for these two literary giants, thanking them for their " super contribution " to literature.
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At this moment, in a middle-class three-story villa, a tall young man in his thirties slapped the computer in front of him to the ground and roared with wrinkles all over his forehead,"This bastard is full of evil ideas. Don't let me find out where this bastard lives!”
Sitting on the bed, Li Song, whose hair and beard were all white, shook his head and comforted,"Xiao Chun, you're a cultured person. How can you do such a vulgar thing?”
"Teacher Li Song, this person is simply too arrogant!" Xia Houchun was furious.”
Li Song's face twitched. Although he was also angry, he had lived for 60 to 70 years and had practiced shamelessness. He would not lose control of his emotions like Xia Houchun. He looked at the calendar and laughed softly."I have a plan!"
"What do you think, Teacher Li?" Xia Houchun asked excitedly.”
Li Song stroked the long beard he had deliberately grown on his chin."Have you forgotten about the 'Mountains and Rivers of the Motherland, Original Poetry Recitation Competition' organized by the Literature Committee of Hai City next month?”
"Teacher Li, are you saying that we should invite that kid?”Xia Houchun paused for a moment and came to a realization. As expected, the older the garlic, the spicier it was!
" Hmph!" Li Song snorted coldly." Whether it's a mule or a horse, we'll know once we take it out for a walk. Heh, if we lose, that'll be truly embarrassing!"”
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