Why is my Two-dimensional a daily program

Bai Fan took a deep breath.

Because Xiazhiqiu Shiyu is still considered a newcomer author.

And the plagiarist is an elderly author with a larger reader base than her.

The two are simply not comparable.

So even if the senior was the victim of this plagiarism incident, most of the people who eat melons are still on the side of the other plagiarist.

This is the power of the masses.

Blindly following because of one point will cause such a terrible effect of public opinion.

Just like the comments Bai Fan saw now.

"Why is the idea of ​​this book similar to that of **, and the arrangement of the plot is also similar. Could it be that the author copied the other party's idea?"

"Is there such an author? Fortunately, the character who published the physical book didn't carefully consider the consequences of doing so? Why didn't the original author sue?"

"..."

"It can be seen that the current Internet public opinion is standing next to that guy..."

I don't know if they invited the navy or something else, the book review area on Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's side was full of curses, but the other side's book review area was extremely clean.

The occasional dissenting posts were also directly deleted by the moderators there.

"Really...I didn't expect such a big thing to happen."

Bai Fan put down his phone and stepped out of the tram at the same time.

"Well... after seeing the senior sister, spank her butt first, it's really not worrying, and it's even stronger."

He muttered to himself.

(Continue to code and continue to code! Don’t say anything! Other things! Regardless of whether the book is burned in the end...um...that is, it will be replaced...the cover has been around for a few days? Forget it , and many things are none of my business! Come on!)

Chapter 160 IX. Whatever You Want?

Finally, he understands the reason, and also understands why Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu has been avoiding the situation here.

Since the school trip, I have been notified that my work has been plagiarized, and until now, although I have been patient, but——

"Sure enough, I still hate these Internet trolls..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu yawned and closed the webpage on the computer at the same time.

To her, these comments were innocuous at all, and she didn't care at all.

After all, if it is a glass heart, it is impossible to say so many poisonous words.

If you want to practice your poisonous tongue well, then you have to be poisoned, that's probably how it feels.

"However, did you actually invite so many Internet promoters?" While taking a sip of milk, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu lay on the side lazily.

but--

"Plagiarism is plagiarism... This kind of guy..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu squeezed her fist slightly.

Yes, no matter how you say it, plagiarism is plagiarism.

It doesn't matter even if you invite Internet promoters and sailors, it doesn't matter even if you are ridiculed for plagiarism.

However, she would never easily forgive someone who completely disregarded other people's achievements.

"This kind of person...as expected..."

Open a file at random, and then write down all the lines——

"Die die die die die—"

This is the common sickly state of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu.

If there is something to vent on the document, I can't say it is a mental illness, it can only be said to be a small habit.

"Really..."

The girl raised her head and looked at the empty ceiling.

The parents at home are not at home for various reasons, and now she is lying on the bed doing nothing.

"It's really too lazy. If I had known earlier, I might as well have helped my junior in the past."

Lazily complained.

No. ． ．

Sure enough, it still doesn't work, right?

If I saw my junior, I might pour bitter water on him again.

Then, the latter will definitely put down the Summer CM Festival without hesitation and come over to help.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu also knew about it.

How long did Bai Fan prepare for this summer CM Festival?

Starting from the painting work of "eden*", it lasted until the middle of June this year, and the progress was barely completed.

Just by looking at this point, one can know how important this "eden*" is to Bai Fan.

"Sure enough, it's best to be like this. As for this kind of character... I still have to solve it myself—"

Clicking on a document with the mouse then lists a topic called 'Statements'.

When the fingers start to move—

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang.

"Alara, who the hell... at such a time."

There was such a teasing voice in his mouth, but he was really upset.

He lifted his body directly from the computer desk, and then walked out the door.