By 7 am, each comment had reached nearly 300,000, and the number of reposts had exceeded a million.
As for Su Yun, she was also dragged awake from the sofa.
It was Sheng Xiaoyou, who had ridden him until she couldn't extricate herself last night.
"Little Brother Su Yun, hurry up and look at Weibo!”Seeing Su Yun open her eyes, Sheng Xiaoyou immediately put her phone in front of Su Yun.
Su Yun took the phone and looked through it.
With a casual swipe, he could see that Yi Yu's post had already been reposted like crazy.
"Just this?" Su Yun returned the phone to Sheng Xiaoyou and asked calmly.
Huh?
Sheng Xiaoyou was stunned. What did he mean by that? Was that not enough?
You're about to be ridiculed.
"It's not a big deal. Besides, people are right. I do fail every year.”Su Yun spread her hands and said with a smile.
Sheng Xiaoyou covered her forehead.
"But I should say something.”Su Yun muttered again, then picked up her phone and quickly registered a Weibo account.
Weibo Name: Spirit Boy Su Yun.
She had just registered, but before she could verify it, her phone suddenly rang.
Su Yun pressed the answer button.
"Hello, is this Mr. Su Yun? This is the official Weibo. May I ask if I can invite you to open a Weibo account?”A young lady's voice came from the phone.
"What a coincidence. I just registered. The young man, Su Yun, was preparing to get certified.”Su Yun said.
"Alright, I'll pass it to you backstage immediately.”
"Right, we will also promote it on the platform.”
"Then I won't disturb you anymore. I wish you a happy life. Goodbye.”
After hanging up the phone, Su Yun opened Weibo again. The verification had already passed.
At the same time, Weibo released an official announcement: Welcome little brother Su Yun to the big family on Weibo @ Spiritual Boy Su Yun.
As soon as the official Weibo post was released, Su Yun's Weibo fan count increased like crazy.
Su Yun did not pay attention to how many fans she had gained.
Instead, he tapped on the virtual keyboard and posted his first Weibo post.
" Spiritual young man Su Yun: I will not relax my grip on the green mountains, and my roots will be rooted in the broken rocks. I'm still strong even after thousands of blows, no matter how strong the wind is, I'll be able to explain to everyone.”
Sheng Xiaoyou stood up from the sofa.
He looked at Su Yun with a burning gaze.
"Did you think of that poem on the spur of the moment?”Sheng Xiaoyou did not answer Su Yun's question about the toothbrush. Instead, she asked excitedly.
Su Yun nodded after a few seconds.
To be precise, I copied it at the last minute. Of course, to you, it's written by me.
After all, this was a Qing Dynasty poem. In this world, the Qing Dynasty did not perish because it had never existed.
"So powerful! Ah, Su Yun, you're amazing! I can't take it anymore!" Then, Sheng Xiaoyou shouted.
Su Yun's eyes widened and her face turned red.
Little miss, what are you doing? Why are you screaming so loudly…
Each wave was really higher than the last.
"Bang!" Song Lijun's room was pushed open.
Song Lijun, who was wearing a nightgown, stood at the door, staring at Su Yun and Sheng Xiaoyou.
"What are you doing so early in the morning?" Song Lijun growled.
"Song Lijun, don't sleep. Su Yun has been ridiculed on Weibo and is currently fighting back.”said Sheng Xiaoyou.
Song Lijun was stunned for two seconds, and her initial anger disappeared. She walked into the room and opened Weibo on her phone.
Just as Sheng Xiaoyou had said, countless people were criticizing Su Yun for participating in the Poetry Competition on Weibo.
Soon, Song Lijun found Su Yun's Weibo account.
Song Lijun's heart trembled slightly when she saw the poem that Su Yun had sent. Was this Su Yun's explanation and attitude?
The poem was very good, and her attitude was also very good.
Su Yun's Weibo post had already reached 50,000 comments. He had only posted it for less than ten minutes.
Song Lijun opened the comments.
"Let me roughly explain the meaning of Su Yun's poem. You guys can spit all you want. If I cower, I'll be your grandson.”
This was a hot comment and received nearly 30,000 likes.
There were nearly 10,000 people who replied to this comment.
"Let me also explain Su Yun's poem: I'm just stubborn."
"I read mockery in this poem: Grandsons, come on!”
"By the way, are there any big shots who know poetry? What kind of standard is this poem?"
"After graduating from high school, I feel more and more excited.”
"After I went to university, I felt that this poem was better than many poems in high school textbooks. I strongly recommend it to be included in the textbooks.”
"Can the person above be a human?"
"The word bite has a different flavor when read separately.”
The people who criticized Su Yun on the internet were mainly concentrated on the two posts that exposed Su Yun's failure and Su Yun's participation in the Poetry Competition.
This was obviously abnormal.
With Song Lijun's many years of experience on Weibo, she was sure that the person who posted the post had hired a fake army.
"Su Yun, did you offend someone?”Song Lijun walked out of the room and asked Su Yun.
"Offending people? I did." Su Yun shrugged. Yes, she had offended Yi Yu during the ancient poetry competition in school.
This guy's family was quite rich. These disgusting methods might have been done by this grandson.
"Then what are you going to do now?"
"If this continues, the 'Poetry Competition' program team will very likely disqualify you from the competition.”
"After all, they have to pay attention to the impact.”
Song Lijun said with a frown.
The other party was indeed sinister, using the fishing wheel to smear Su Yun's reputation.
Su Yun smiled but did not say anything.
After all, I was recommended by Wang Xin. How dare the production team remove me so casually?
Wang Xin doesn't care about his face!
Wang Xin was the vice president of the Poetry Association.
Besides, I think the poem I just posted on Weibo is pretty good.
"These grandsons just can't stand the fact that others are outstanding. Little Brother Su Yun, ignore them.”Sheng Xiaoyou held Su Yun's arm and silently ate the tofu.
To be honest, Su Yun would have called the police if Sheng Xiaoyou had not been so fair and beautiful.
"I think someone will help me out.”Su Yun said softly.
As soon as Su Yun finished speaking, Wang Xin posted on Weibo.
"Hua Wang Wang Xin: Student Su Yun was recommended by me. I think there's no problem at all.@ Spiritual Boy Su Yun @ Poetry Conference Official @ Weibo Official.”
Wang Xin was the vice president of Hua Country's Poetry Association, and he had millions of fans on Weibo.
As soon as Weibo was released, it immediately attracted countless people's reposts.
Weibo once again became a hot topic.
Wang Xin was completely standing behind Su Yun.
"Su Yun's surname is Su, and Wang Xin's surname is Wang. I can't scold him.”
"I think they're cousins (Forceful hacking only costs ten cents)"
"Professor Wang Xin is an upright person. I believe in him.”
There were also countless comments under Wang Xin's Weibo post.
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