Spare Tire is Gone

The layout of the website is still what Qi Cong remembered. He skillfully found the login location and entered the pen name and password.

Because Qi Cong didn't bind the phone to this account because of the trouble, the login was smooth, and the page was automatically redirected to the author's background.

On the back-end management interface, a work with only more than 10,000 words lay alone, and the collection of works... Qi Cong frowned.

He remembered that when he logged on Jiangtian.com for the last time three years ago, the collection of "Chivalrous Bone" was less than 500, but now the collection of "Chivalrous Bone"...Qi Cong has confirmed it again.

It has indeed become more than 30,000.

Was it attracted by the news?

He opened the article management page of "Chivalrous Bone", and not much accidentally found that the article comments also exploded, and they exploded more than the collection, with more than 40,000 articles.

He clicked into the comment area, and his eye was a long, ironic and dirty comment.

Stop here: copy nm. Didn't Shui Da say that he wanted the newcomer who disappeared to contact him, so he borrowed the beginning of the newcomer? Have no brains! A beginning can lead to 10,000 plot developments. The beginning of this little newcomer's writing is bad and the logic is bad and the people are messy. To put it ugly, it's just a pile of shit! With his writing style, and with this vulgar beginning, what good plot can he write? Go and see the beginning of Shuida for yourself. It is also the story of the protagonist. Shuida can write fascinatingly! Shui Da's mistake was to find someone eager to use someone else's book and protagonist's name for his own article! He did not plagiarize! The essence of the plot of "Chivalrous Bone" is all written by himself!

Qi Cong squeezed the phone tightly.

Many people responded to this comment. Most of them were fake reason and crooked buttocks. They said that they would wait and see the wind direction. They didn't believe that Shui Wuhen would plagiarize the content. Only a few rebuttals appeared until halfway through the floor.

Tourist 879nb: I'm laughing so hard, are you confused? In your Shui Dayuan dialect, he only borrowed the title of the newcomer's unpublished work and the protagonist's name, and denied the rumors that Gu Xun said about continuing to write the beginning of the newcomer. Can you find it right?

Tourist 879nb: It turns out that there is not a word of truth in your mouth. The newcomer has already published his work, and it was published almost a year earlier than him! Your family Shuida not only used the newcomer’s book title and protagonist’s name, but also expanded the plot at the beginning of the newcomer novel, following the character of Liu Fengyue, the protagonist of the newcomer novel. A beginning can indeed write 10,000 plot developments, but since your home of Shui Da uses the beginning of the newcomer and the protagonist's personality, why do you want to label it as a personal original? Why lie? He uses the beginning of the newcomer and the character of the protagonist, has he asked for authorization to find the newcomer?

Tourist 879nb: It is also said that the new humanities are poor, and your family's master of water is not good at writing, is it okay? The content of the three chapters of this little newcomer, your family water Wuhen has greatly forced ten chapters, where is your face diss the other newcomer. You said that this newcomer wrote a pile of shit, so what is your family? Is it a manure machine that you can see after eating **** and then pooping it?

Probably irritated by the phrase "stool-making machine", Wu Heng fans who were filled with passers-by and sane on the floor were all excited. They caught tourists 897nb and gave them a mess. Someone gave tourists 897nb and said that he must be Gu. A fan of Xun's brain is afraid that the last thing will reverse Gu Xun's reputation for spreading rumors on his back, so this will desperately wash away. Excessive people have even raised Gu Xun, scolding Gu Xun for being ill, and talking about uncertain things in public. It is a long-mouthed gangster who knows to pretend to be forced.

Many of the people who came to eat melons were Gu Xun's fans. The phrase "dead mother cannon" was like sparks falling into a pan, causing fans to bubble up.

A battle between Wu Heng fans and Gu Xun fans began inexplicably under this comment. Wu Heng fans killed Gu Xun and slandered rumors. Gu Xun fans accused Wu Heng fans of being mentally disabled and unwilling to look at the problem rationally. The two sides exchanged each other. Not giving way, torn up, and finally the topic gradually crooked, turning into a dispute about whether the novel fan is more brain-ridden or the celebrity fan is more brain-ridden, but the reason for the quarrel is forgotten.

Qi Cong: "..."

He stared at a piece of content that said, "Anyway, Shui Da didn't copy it! Whatever Gu Xun said, or the posts on the forum, they were all one-sided words, and no one could come up with evidence. Let me say that the sound of gurgling water is still there. Maybe it's a big trumpet! Gu Xun relied on that he was a star and many people knew him, so he was unscrupulous! Wait, you will definitely be slapped in the face!" "One-sided words" on these four words.

"Chivalrous Bone" is his work. He certainly can't let Wu Heng steal the past like this, but the social account he used to contact Wu Heng has been cancelled. It can be proved that Wu Heng used the chat history of his story frame. All disappeared with the logout of the account.

Qi Cong frowned.

Can't let Gu Xun, who kindly helped him out, stand in the center of the whirlpool and be scolded by Wu Heng fans.

He carefully recalled all the details of the original creation of "Chivalrous Bone" and when he contacted Wu Heng, what he thought of, he hurriedly sat up, picked up his mobile phone and opened it, clicked on the WeChat sent by Qi Yin during the day, and directly called after reading one Give a call to Qi Yin.

"Mom, in the old things you put away for me, are there hard drives and notes from my college days?"

…

The next day, Shen Jia's job was to go to a certain studio to take promotional photos. On the way to the workplace, Zhao Zhenxun took the initiative to bring up the matter of Wu Heng.

He told Shen Jia: "Wu Heng's business, Dongying and Wu Heng's studio are beginning to end. Don't talk nonsense when you get to the studio after a while."

Qi Cong had a pause when he downloaded Wu Heng's "Chivalrous Bone" series of novels, and looked at Zhao Zhenxun.

Shen Jia asked gossiping: "It's over? What did they do?"

"Wu Heng made a statement."

"Wow!" Jiang Meng, a purple-haired girl, a clothing assistant sitting in the back of the babysitter's car, suddenly said, stepping forward and sending her mobile phone to Shen Jia and Zhao Zhenxun, "Look at it, Qi Cong is on the hot search again!"

Shen Jia immediately put Wu Heng's affairs behind his head, and while picking up Jiang Meng's mobile phone, he repeatedly asked: "What hot search or hot search? Is there another paparazzi...er..." He raised his eyes to look at Qi next to him. Sung.

Qi Cong was puzzled: "What's the matter?" He asked, leaning over to look at the phone in Shen Jia's hand.

I saw on the phone screen, a personal homepage with a picture of a cat in the background was opening. At the top of the homepage, the blogger with the ID of Reviewing Hua Cong reposted a video Weibo with the text: He is not Shen Jia's girlfriend.

Qi Cong looked at the video Weibo.

Yan Gou reported V: #摺纸小哥# ran into "Shen Jia's girlfriend" in the hospital, and found that the little brother not only looks good, but also has very clever hands. Come and feel the little brother's origami technique. I want to ask how long this blind rose folding technique can be learned. I want to pretend to be forced in front of the girl I like.

This Weibo was followed by a video, and the cover of the video was astonishingly his figure when he was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor yesterday, waiting for the results of the examination. ?

Qi Cong looked at the outrageous number of fans of the reposting blogger, and looked at Shen Jia who was hesitant to speak, and asked, "Who is this reposting person?"

Shen Jia squatted and replied: "Yes... Gu Xun."

"Twenty thousand comments have already been made." Zhao Zhenxun also took out his mobile phone at some point and looked up at Qi Cong after reading this Weibo, "Two hot searches, one #沈嘉女友#, one # origami小哥#, You have only been to Beishi for two days."

Qi Cong didn't know much about the various rules and gameplay of the entertainment industry. Seeing Zhao Zhenxun's expression, he asked, "Is it bad?"

"It's not bad." Zhao Zhenxun put down his phone, "If you really decide to debut, then the signals of these two hot search representatives are very good. Yesterday I asked you to explore your own specialties and singing and jumping ability, did you do it?"

Qi Cong shook his head.

"Do it as soon as possible." Zhao Zhenxun looked at Shen Jia again, "Go back to Gu Xun's Weibo and help increase the popularity of this video."

Shen Jia had already figured out what Zhao Zhenxun wanted to do, and quickly nodded: "I'm going now!"

Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong again: "Do you have Weibo?"

Qi Cong was a little confused and nodded: "Yes."

"Delete all the content on your Weibo that might make passersby, Gu Xun fans, and Shen Jia fans discover that it is the content of your account, delete all the content related to emotions, politics, and private information, delete negative energy content, if possible , It’s better to cancel the account and apply for a new one for use as a trumpet."

Qi Cong recalled, Zhao Zhenxun seemed to be preparing for his future debut. But it was clearly decided, he thought of Gu Xun, and suddenly became a little uncertain.

Really... do you want to make a debut?

Shen Jia's blood is not enough, do you want to rub Gu Xun's heat?

"Qi Cong."

Qi Cong returned to his senses and met Zhao Zhenxun's faintly stern look.

Zhao Zhenxun’s stepfather’s face: "Think about why you came to Beishi, don’t waste the kindness of Jiajia and Mr. Shen."

As if a basin of ice water splashed down, Qi Cong suddenly calmed down, thinking of his parents in Haicheng and the money owed to Shen Jia, clenched his fingers and fisted, and replied, "Broker Zhao, I know what to do."

"It's fine if you know." Zhao Zhenxun relaxed his attitude and said after a while, "My biggest concession is to allow you not to approach Gu Xun actively, but don't give up on what he delivered."

The subtext is, I don't force you to take the initiative to rub Gu Xun's popularity, but you can't disrupt my arrangements just because of Gu Xun.

Qi Cong was silent and nodded again: "I see."

For the rest of the journey, Qi Cong has been staring at Gu Xun's WeChat portrait in a daze. He didn't finally click on the dialog box with Gu Xun until he was about to reach the destination, slowly input a line of text, and click send.

Qi Cong: If you can, I hope you will not mention anything about me in public in the future.

Gu Xun second replied: No.

Gu Xun: Or do you like vanilla ice cream?

Qi Cong was taken aback for a moment, then frowned.

What do you mean?

The nanny car stopped and the studio arrived. Everyone began to pack their things and get out of the car. Qi Cong regained his senses, ignoring Gu Xun's message, put his mobile phone in his pocket, lifted a small box with accessories by his feet, pulled the door and got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, he turned around to help Yuanyuan pick up the makeup case, and then turned around.

A spoon was brought to his mouth, and the sweet fragrance of vanilla floated over.

Qi Cong froze and looked up a little bit along the spoon, and met a face with familiar facial features but a strange expression.

"Please eat ice cream." Gu Xun still looked sloppy, and gently rubbed Qi Cong's lips with a spoon, then looked at the crowd of Shen Jia who were stupid behind Qi Cong, and raised the small box in his hand. Load the ice cream, "Sorry, I came in a hurry, I didn't prepare your share, I will make it up next time."