All-professional star system

Chapter 28 Ready to Pick Things Up Again
Zhao Guotao looked at the reddened eyes of the two, not knowing whether it was smoky or angry, and said tremblingly, "Either, or, forget it?"

"What? Forget it?" Producer Ma said with a sore face.

"Old Zhao, you haven't had a drink today, why are you so dizzy, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhao Guotao saw that both of them looked a little unhappy and quickly waved his hands, "Isn't it too late? The show is being broadcast day by day. It will be too late for Mr. Yuan to study everything thoroughly. After the show is over, it will make him rotten." What does it mean to us?"

Yuan Gouzi lit another cigarette, took a puff, and said, "If you can screw him up, you will be able to vent my anger. I have never been humiliated by such an adult since I was in this business. If you want to forget it, I still don't want to." "

Producer Ma said, "Then what should I do? After you have everything ready and the show is over, Yan Kuan will become the director. If you mess with him, what's the use of it? I pay to watch your performance? Then your ticket The price is too expensive."
Yuan Gouzi threw another cigarette butt and stomped it out, "It can be quick, it depends on whether you two dare or not?"
"What do you mean? Please explain clearly."

Yuan Gouzi said, "I read his poem "Nujiao", the description is majestic and majestic. It is impossible for ordinary young people to have such vision and writing skills. Find a well-known writer and say that he wrote it. I don't know why. Jin peeked at the manuscript and copied it. How about it?"

"Well, this is not good. If it is found out, it will be a crime, and its reputation will be ruined. Who is willing to take such a big risk to replace it?" Zhao Guotao was a little worried and regretful. It was the best to come here, but why is it getting bigger and bigger now?
Yuan Gouzi looked at Zhao Guotao with contempt, what would he do if he was so timid?He said in his mouth, "What are you afraid of? Who can find out? Hao Ren himself said that no one knows about his writing and writing. He has blocked the way for us to be afraid? Then the well-known writer will find some more at random. With the cooperation of others, post Weibo, be a witness or something, this matter will be settled."

Producer Ma was a little moved, looked at Yuan Gouzi and said, "If he can succeed, he will be removed from the poetry competition, but the question is who to look for? Do you have any familiar writers?"
Yuan Gouzi raised his voice and said, "Me? Don't you two know how my reputation is in that circle? Do you believe me if I really go to you two?"
"Then what should I do? What should I do if I can't find anyone? Ordinary young writers are not believed." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Guotao found that the two of them were looking at him straightly.

"No, I can't find it either. This kind of thing is not authentic, what should I do if it is known and spread? I would rather let it go than look for it."

Yuan Gouzi looked at Zhao Guotao's frightened look with disdain, and sighed, "Or another way, but I can't guarantee whether it will work or not."
Yuan Gouzi looked at the two of them looking at him, and said lightly, "I know an old one, he has specially imitated ancient paper, let's mess up a part of the poem Nian Nujiao and make it old, and then How about I post it online?"

Zhao Guotao hesitated, "Is that person reliable? He won't tell the truth, right?"

"Don't worry, he has deceived a lot of people, and he will be the first one to catch him if he goes out." Yuan Gouzi reassured the two of them.

"But when the time comes, you two need to cooperate."

Zhao Guotao and Producer Ma looked at each other without saying a word, smoking cigarettes in self-concern.
Yuan Gouzi threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said with a sneer, "It seems that I am the one standing in front of the thunder, right? If you are afraid, you should stop doing it. I don't care. At worst, I will find a chance to mess with him later."

"Old Yuan?" Producer Ma got a little anxious, "Last time when you uttered something on the Internet, I ran to the Director. Now that I think about it, I was a little rash. If I still do this this time, then the idiot will know that we are tricked." ."

Zhao Guotao said submissively, "If I speak out at the first time, won't it be clear that we have a connection? No, no."
Zhao Guotao shook his head, even if you stand in front of me, I don't want to follow suit.

"Hehe." Yuan Gouzi sneered.
It was the first time that Zhao Guotao and Zhao Guotao's voice felt so harsh.
"It doesn't matter to me, but if no one believes it on the Internet, this opportunity will be gone."

Producer Ma sat on the chair, thinking about how he would be suspected if he went to the leader at the first time, and thinking about the position of the director, he was reluctant after all, "Old Zhao, when the time comes, you will say that you took a look when you checked the information before, and someone asked Just say that I can’t remember which material it is, anyway, that’s what you study.”
"I, I will also find an opportunity to ask the station leader to ask for a replacement. As long as there is enough trouble online, the station will definitely replace it in order to avoid affecting the program's ratings."

After Zhao Guotao closed his eyes and thought about it, he finally uttered a word, "Okay."

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In the afternoon, Hao Ren was bored at home and was surfing the Internet. There were not many people scolding Yuan Gouzi on the Internet.

At this time, a push message on Weibo caught Hao Ren's attention. When he opened it, the official Weibo of the Poetry Association sent it: "Mr. Also listed Lu Jianwei's personal information, achievements in writing and poetry."

Hao Ren was taken aback. Mr. Zhang is sick?I went to Mr. Zhang’s Weibo and saw that there were many messages of concern and inquiries below. Mr. Zhang also posted on Weibo to explain that the situation was not because he was sick, but because he was a bit tired from the poetry competition and couldn’t keep going, so he retired early ．

Seeing this post on Weibo, Hao Ren remembered that Mr. Zhang seems to be in his 80s. He had been in the Poetry Association all his life. As early as more than ten years ago, Mr. Zhang seemed to have retired, but unfortunately he never did. It is too difficult for Mr. Zhang to be compared. It was not until the younger generation grew up in recent years that Mr. Zhang slowly retreated behind the scenes. He originally said that he would retreat after this year's poetry competition, but he did not expect that it was only two days away. I can't hold on anymore.

Originally, with Zhang Lao’s prestige, no one would say anything even if he did nothing and waited for the poetry competition to start, but Zhang Lao is a serious person all his life, and he is unwilling to use this false name.So I stepped back at this time.
Hao Ren sighed. He originally thought of thanking Mr. Zhang during the competition, but he didn't expect... But that's fine, anything can happen when you get older, and there were many people who insisted on being on the front line before. The old man, regardless of the limit of his body, always thought of resting after finishing this task, but he fell at the last stop. It is wisest for Mr. Zhang to leave in time when he feels that his body is not right.
Hao Ren also sent a message of congratulations.
After posting, I found that Mr. Zhang posted another Weibo: "The selection rules for the poetry competition will be changed!

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