"Boss, what kind of tricks are you putting up today?" couldn't help but be curious, Lin Xiaoming asked.

"Haha, you don't understand this. Hearing this, the boss smiled and explained: "You see that this half is dedicated to criticizing "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", and this half is dedicated to maintaining "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". ”

The reason why the boss thought of such a swing was completely shocked by the newspaper he got today.

You must know that there are about 30 newspapers on his newsstand every day, and today it seems that the better, more or less all of them have published reports related to "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", some of which are criticized, and some are maintained, and the two sides can be said to have quarreled, so the boss simply 'classified' these newspapers for them.

Hearing the boss's explanation, Lin Xiaoming also nodded clearly, indicating that he understood.

"What's the matter, which side do you want?" the boss asked.

"The newspapers, of course. Lin Xiaoming did not hesitate to point to the side that supported "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a copy of everything." ”

"Okay!" As soon as he heard that 'big business' came to the door, the newsstand owner instantly burst into laughter.

The same happens in front of the major newsstands in Kyoto, where many people choose one or more newspapers, and some even argue that both sides buy a copy of the newspaper in order to watch a lively scene.

After all, it's been a long time since I've seen so many newspapers in Kyoto make a noise because of one thing, and this kind of lively event is naturally indispensable to the attention of the general public.

It can be said that this public opinion war around the "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" has basically swept through Kyoto, and now everyone is discussing the pros and cons of the book "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" when commuting to work, some are for and some are against, but whether it is for or against, it is undeniable that because of this public opinion war, the popularity of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" has also soared.

The most intuitive response is that the sales of "Yanshan Wenbao" directly exceeded 160,000, and Liu Chuang's radio program about "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" on Liu Chuang's traffic station also officially exceeded 30% of the listeners.

However, instead of reassuring Liu Yuan and others, the rise in results became more and more anxious.

Because this achievement is too insecure, it is completely based on controversy, and often controversy still has to have a conclusion in the end, so is this conclusion good or bad?

No one knows for sure.

A day has passed, two days have passed, and until the third day, this public opinion war has not yielded a single result, and both sides are now attacking each other with all their strength, and even more so, they have invited a lot of foreign aid, such and such a university professor, such and such an expert, etc., it can be said that both sides have quarreled with the real fire, and they will not give up until they defeat each other.

And in this whirlpool of public opinion, Nie Wei, as the core person, is leisurely drinking tea at home, writing novels, not to mention how easy and pleasant life is.

When Liu Yuan came to the door, he was almost fainted by Nie Wei's leisurely life in front of him.

"Little Ancestor, are you still in the mood to drink tea now? It's all up there because of your book, so you can talk and come up with ideas." Liu Yuan said anxiously as soon as he entered the house.

The recent public opinion war can be said to have consumed all of Liu Yuan's mental energy, and he has not been able to relax at any moment, and in less than a week, white hair has grown on his head, and his mouth is so hot that it ulcers, and it has not been good until now.

"What's the hurry, take a sip of tea and go to the fire. Facing the anxious Liu Yuan, Nie Wei responded indifferently, and added him a cup of tea by the way.

"Can I not be in a hurry?" Liu Yuan took the teacup and put it on the table without drinking it, and said anxiously: "You are still too young to know the risks inside, now we look at the scenery and have to issue more newspapers every day, but the danger of storing zài in this is great, you must know that the bigger this matter is, the less beneficial it will be to us, in case the other side sits on their reasons, your book will not be able to be written!"

At the end, Liu Yuan even stood up excitedly and slapped the table hard, as if to show how dangerous this matter was.

Facing Liu Yuan, who was burning his eyebrows, Nie Wei just took a sip of tea with a calm face.

"Do you know Su Yizhi?"

"What?"

"I said, do you know Mr. Su Yizhi?" Nie Wei repeated.

Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then sat down and frowned and thought hard, and soon he had a flash of inspiration, and his whole person's expression became brighter.

"Are you talking about Mr. Su, the national treasure of our country? Yes, he is the grandmaster of archaeology, and if he comes out to endorse you, it will definitely carry weight, and maybe the battle situation will be decided in an instant." Liu Yuan said excitedly to himself, but soon his brows were tangled together, the reason was very simple, he couldn't talk to that old gentleman at all.

"Nie Wei, can you think of him, is there any way?" After being distressed for a moment, Liu Yuan looked at Nie Wei expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer.

Nie Wei naturally didn't let him down, and nodded directly.

"Of course, he's my grandfather. ”

Ho ―――――!!!

Hearing Nie Wei's words, Liu Yuan felt a 'buzz' in his head, and the whole person instantly became wooden, and when he reacted again, his first feeling was to reconfirm in disbelief towards Nie Wei: "You... What do you say?"

"I said, my grandfather is Su Yizhi, and Su Yizhi is my grandfather. Nie Wei sat up straight and replied, his eyes blazing and full of seriousness.

When he heard this answer again, Liu Yuan felt that his heart suddenly jumped out of his chest at this moment, as if he was about to jump out of his chest, and that momentum made his face turn blood red, and his lips trembled, this sudden surprise was really too impactful.

A smile finally appeared on Liu Yuan's face at this moment, chuckling, smiling to laughing without scruples, Liu Yuan let go of the excitement in his heart, rushed to Nie Wei's side in a gaffe, pressed his shoulders with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Isn't your kid ready for a long time, isn't it, isn't it!?"

Nie Wei smiled and nodded.

"Then why didn't you sue me earlier, do you know how worried I am!?" Liu Yuan yelled.

"Tell me early, how can you still have this period of public opinion warfare?" Pushing Liu Yuan's hand away, Nie Wei stood up, looked out the window with his hands in his pockets, and said: "So I told you that I want to thank every opponent, without those people, how can there be the popularity of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" now?"

Looking at Nie Wei's back, Liu Yuan's smile when he heard this sentence also stopped abruptly.

He suddenly found that the seventeen-year-old boy in front of him was really meticulous and terrifying, and now the public opinion war that everyone in Kyoto knew was completely in his hands, terrible, really terrible.

"Editor-in-Chief Liu, I think it's time for you to apply to the headquarters for the preparation of the national edition? After all, the market for Yanshan Wenbao in Kyoto is already saturated. Ignoring Liu Yuan's mood at the moment, Nie Wei finally revealed his ultimate goal.

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