Almighty Star Daddy

  Meng Si looked at the computer screen, her eyebrows tightened and her expression became serious.

Xiao Pang Xie stood aside and did not dare to speak. Meng Si usually seemed very easy-going on the surface. He often joked when talking, but when he was really serious, the people in the company were a little scared, especially Xiao Pang, the longer he stayed together. The more I know Meng Si's character, the more measured he is.

  The office was quiet. The little clerk who was going to send in materials felt the depressive atmosphere in the room when they walked to the door, waved to Xiao Pang, handed the materials to him, and ran away without daring to go in and talk to Meng Si.

  Little Pang was ready to put the documents on the desk and glanced down at the screen. He knew it seemed to be about Han Mo, but he didn't know what was wrong.

  Meng Si looked at the screen and was just thinking, frowning, Xiao Pang saw the content on the screen, the documents that had not been stabilized, and slammed heavily on the table, suddenly shouting.

"The writers of the Writers Association should be full, close your eyes to make money, write your own essays, and say these things in your head." Xiao Pang pointed at the screen, his facial features twisted and twitched, "What is grandstanding, what? They are okay, don’t think I don’t know, see my brother Han is hot, now let’s get hot and hype yourself. These old guys know that they can resist others to find a sense of existence if they don’t have the skills. ......"

   "It's okay, keep your voice down, you shook me." Before Xiao Pang finished speaking, he still pointed his hand at the screen, so angry that he would continue to curse. Meng Si slapped his hand aside, rolled his eyes, straightened the collar on the collar, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

   Originally, Meng Si was thinking about countermeasures, because dealing with these so-called influential old guys with a little background is different from dealing with peers in the circle, and he has a headache.

  This time I was thanked by Xiao Pang, and my mood suddenly became lighter, but I didn't think it was too much. Looking at the boy, a white and fat little face was still twitching there, as if an idol had been tarnished, so excited.

  Meng Si rolled his eyes and sighed softly, “It seems that this matter cannot be handed over to you, you kid can only scold it back, there is no other way. Han Mo will come in a while, let him handle it by himself.”

  At this time, Han Mo just walked to the door, and he heard Xiao Pang yelling in the corridor, and didn't hear what he said. He entered the office, Han Mo glanced at Xiao Pang and looked aggrieved.

  Han Mo rarely joked, and asked, "Who bullied you?"

   "Brother Han, it's not that I've been bullied, it's you, someone bullied you." Xiao Pang shook his hands angrily. Just now he saw the vice chairman of the Writers Association accepting an interview, and he was so angry that he wanted to smash the screen.

   "I was bullied, why didn't I know?" Han Mo smiled and sat opposite Meng Si.

  Meng Si didn't want Xiao Pang to be so exaggerated, and turned the computer screen to Han Mo's direction, "He said this."

  What is displayed on the screen is the report on the interview of the Youth Literature column by Cheng Yang, vice chairman of the Beijing Writers Association. It is presented in the form of a text question and answer.

  In the beginning, I asked some questions about the development direction of literature and the classification of audience groups. Then the reporter asked a question about the horse knight.

"Recently, a group of outstanding young writers have indeed emerged, such as Knights of the Horse. His "Dream Quest" has been sold very high and has been made into an animated film. Do you think his success is in line with the readership of our current readership. Is there some necessary connection to the demand?"

In fact, during the interview, the reporter took out the horse knights just to increase the topic. After all, the horse knights are too popular now. After Cheng Yang followed the evaluation a few words, the reporter can continue to ask questions. The interview effect will definitely be better, the horse knights The topic can bring out a wave of onlookers.

  However, the reporter never expected that it was just a live Q&A session on the Wechat, which was still in the form of text. Generally speaking, the interviewees would not have much problem.

  He obviously underestimated Cheng Yang, he was no ordinary person.

  "The horse knight is just a cancer of the Internet. It is nothing more than a grandstanding in front of everyone. At best, he is a clown showing off words. He is a young man by his age, but he can't afford the title of a writer."

The reporter in charge of the interview was stupid. Because it was a live broadcast, the question answered by Cheng Yang was directly displayed on the micro-visit page. There is no way to modify it unless Cheng Yang is willing to delete the second topic about the horse rider originally prepared. It didn't proceed, and other questions were hurriedly corrected, and the interview was ended.

  Han Mo glanced at the time at the bottom of the screen. This interview had just ended. In addition to looking at the question about himself, he also glanced at other content, and then turned the computer back to Meng Si's direction.

   "Brother Han, are you angry after reading it? If you feel unhappy, just say it, we are all our own, don't hold it in your heart." Xiao Pang said angrily.

"Thank you, if Han Mo didn't move like you were so surprised, he wouldn't be a horse knight, he should be renamed Spicy Little Crab." Meng Si put his hands around his chest and leaned back on the back of the chair. Up, with Erlang's legs tilted, he took a sip of coffee in his hand.

Xiao Pang curled his lips unconvinced, "I'm just angry for Brother Han. Cheng Yang is a member of the Writers Association. It's great if he has the right to judge others. He doesn't like it because he has no taste. We readers like it, fans like it, and I support Han. You, Brother Han, I love you." Xiao Pang suddenly shouted.

  Han Mo felt a little awkward when listening to Pang Xie’s naked "confession".

  Meng Si almost spit out a sip of coffee in his mouth.

  He took a piece of paper and wiped the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly fell on the computer screen.

   After the interview, Cheng Yang angered the fans because of the remarks of the horse knights just mentioned. At this moment, Han Mo's fans are bombarding his message area frantically.

   "What is it? The Writers Association is amazing. Do you want to be so mean? You are not a clown. Why don't your works sell so well? Why don't you dominate the hot search list."

   "Yes, that is, these so-called literati just want to come to catch the heat, what writers' association, it is big leather shoes."

  But there are also some people who are on Cheng Yang's side. Seeing a large number of netizens attacking Cheng Yang, they stand up and speak for him.

  "Is this the quality of the horse knight fans? Teacher Cheng just has different opinions and disagrees with your idol. Do you want everyone in the world to like the horse knight?"

Fans on both sides are arguing, but it is obvious that Han Mo’s fans are even better. After all, there are more than 20 million Wei guest fans. Although Cheng Yang is the vice chairman of the Writers Association, he only has less than 5 million fans. Most of Han Mo's are young people, who are originally a relatively active group on the Internet.

  Seeing that Cheng Yang’s fans have been suppressed and completely speechless. Below the comments are all condemnation of Cheng Yang, asking him to apologize and explain today's improper remarks.

Meng Si curled his lips and said to Pang Xie, "There are quite a few people like you on this Internet." If a netizen can force Cheng Yang to delete his previous remarks or come out with an apology and make a statement, things will be simple. Up.

  Xiao Pang walked over, stood behind Meng Si, and looked at the computer screen, “Hmph, this Cheng Yang is seeking his own way of death. Now that the fan group of Brother Han is so powerful, a single spit can drown him.”

   Just when everyone thought that Cheng Yang had no other way out besides bowing his head, suddenly his Wechat updated a post.

  Meng Si and Xiao Pang’s sights fell on that micro guest at the same time.

   "I, Cheng Yang, is responsible for all the remarks made today. Whether your horse knights are really capable or not is not my family's words. At 8 o'clock this evening, the space-time forum is not convinced to fight."

  Cheng Yang’s micro-chat was sent out, prompting a huge wave on the Internet.

   "I'm going~ the vice chairman of the Writers Association has declared war on the horse knights."

   "Would you like to be so crazy, everyone follow me, hold the small bench, keep the team, and watch together at night."

  "The horse knight must win @韩墨."

   "I support you, @韩墨."

  In the comment area, there are people who want to go to the space-time forum to watch the excitement in the evening, and some supporters of Cheng Yang cheer him on. But most of them are Han Mo's fans, and the comments have been swiped across the page, all in Aite Hanmo, cheering for him.