Gao Qianqian was silent.

Zhang Xuning also did not respond.

The heat kept rising, and he seemed to have pierced the sky.

The comments on the small essay around the neck were scattered from sporadic to 100,000 in a few hours, 30,000 were forwarded, and more than 2 million were read.

Even though he repeatedly stated in his composition, there were still people who accused him of plagiarism, no!

Before scolding him, he brought the words "plagiarism dog".

Huang Ziyong was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

The blood pressure rises so rapidly that even the wonderful dinging sound in my head can't be relieved.

In the face of tidal wave of abuse, a wave of retreat, a wave of comeback, all kinds of things, without duplication, is the collapse of personal mentality.

If a person has no feelings, he may be able to face the overwhelming saliva that flies over and not change his face.

Unfortunately, he is not a robot.

He was a man of flesh and blood who was raised by his parents.

The surging comments, all cursing his parents and relatives, how could he be indifferent?

He also considered passing the comments, so that out of sight and out of mind, could soothe the excitement a little.

But he couldn't turn it off.

Guan commented on this practice, which is suspected of covering his ears and stealing the bell, as if he was weak in heart and told the truth.

Sometimes, curiosity is like a bud in spring, and no matter how strong the ground is, it can't stop it from growing.

He didn't want to see those foul words, but he couldn't help it, and the more he exposed the desire to see it, the more he couldn't help but turn down.

Perhaps, he just wants to see those voices who support him.

It's a pity that these righteous voices fell into the sea like a drop of water and were quickly drowned in it.

This made him have to sigh, the power of fans, terrifying!

Of course, there may be more than just fans of Gao Qianqian and Zhang Xuning, but also some fans of other stars.

After all, Huang Ziyong's small composition covers all the fans of Demon Fear, and it is extremely powerful, hitting the depths of the soul.

Exploded the mentality of those demon fans.

He didn't know how he got through it.

And just keep turning down.

When a spring keeps pressing down, it will eventually rebound when it bottoms out.

I don't know how long I watched it, but Huang Ziyong finally exploded.

Write again:

Are you all orphans?

When scolding someone's parents, think about your own parents.

What makes you so crazy and unreasonable?

Is it the devil?

It only teaches you to curse, doesn't it?

If the devil really drains your souls and makes you a walking corpse, without arguing right and wrong, without the slightest sense of morality.

Then I advise you on behalf of your parents, stay away from the devil, and don't continue to be terrified.

Your parents are still waiting for you to take care of your old age!

Say I'm plagiarizing, put up evidence!

You've laid it out for me!

Didn't the nine-year obligation teach you the truth of being a human being, didn't teach you to read and count, or what?

The word "evidence" is incomprehensible or blind?

Uh! Some people may say that the teacher didn't teach well.

But you really can't blame the teacher.

Because you are a group of mentally retarded, and the comments and scolding at the bottom are all mentally retarded, so you can hear it clearly.

Huang Ziyong reviewed it three times, felt that there was no problem, and sent it out.

By the time he reopened the message, someone had already commented below.

"This is the most wonderful scarf I have ever seen, the connotation is easy to understand, scolding people without spitting dirty words, killing people and punishing the heart, amazing! Admire! Admire!"

"The mentality of the little black powder demon is about to explode on the spot, Huang Ziyong, I pay attention to you. ”

"Finally someone stood up to scold those mentally retarded fans, some of them did lose their souls. ”

"I just want to ask, who is the devil in the text? haha!"

"In the current fan circle, many people have become slaves of the devil, and there is a lack of such people who dare to speak out to wake them up. ”

"Those who dare to speak out must have a brave heart and be ready to be drowned in saliva at any time. ”

"Huh, there are so many buildings, why haven't there been mental retardations?

"Nima is dead!"

"It's coming! Haha! The mentally retarded will arrive at the battlefield in three seconds, please be ready for battle. ”

………

After waiting for a while, there were significantly fewer curses.

Maybe no one wants to admit that they're mentally retarded, right?

Those who dare to admit it are really mentally retarded.

It could also be that these people didn't even glance at the punctuation marks, left the abuse and left.

This time, Huang Ziyong was in a better mood, and he felt that the whole world was quiet.

"Brother Yong!" came from the door.

"You're back, is it going well?"

Seeing Ren Xi, Huang Ziyong reluctantly squeezed out a smile and asked.

This man's wife is still very interesting, and she stood up for the first time and forwarded his little composition.

At the same time, he spoke around his neck, denounced the black fans, expressed his belief in Huang Ziyong, and vouched for his personality.

Although her personality is not valuable, it still touched Huang Ziyong.

This is your own person!

"It's good. ”

Ren Xi pondered for a moment, but still asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, little scene. ”

The appearance of forced laughter should look very embarrassing.

Huang Ziyong is very self-aware.

"Don't worry about those people who are full of feces, after all, there are so many people, and it's not surprising that there are a few bad pens. ”

The words of comfort were reluctant, but they were heartwarming.

"It's okay! Don't worry. ”

Huang Ziyong nodded, not wanting to continue this uncomfortable topic, "Are you free, help me compose a song!"

"How many songs have you written?"

"Your album and the little mosquito have been written, let's taste it and see if it fits?"

"So fast?"

When Ren Xi heard this, his face was full of incredulity and surprise.

In such a short period of time, so many song scores have been written.

This...... Simply a genius among geniuses.

"Call the little mosquito too, and record a song by the way. ”

Huang Ziyong was already physically and mentally exhausted, which shocked Ren Xi, and he couldn't even rise to a trace of joy.

"Now that the album is out, I'm afraid it's ......"

Ren Xi was faintly worried.

"Can't your mind spin a little except to eat and sleep? Thinking about it another way, isn't this an opportunity?"

Not only does he want to release it, but he also wants to produce and release the album as quickly as possible.

This wave of heat, if converted into money, I'm afraid it won't be able to get 10 million.

Wouldn't it be a pity to miss such a good publicity opportunity?

Anyway, he is determined, and he doesn't know if Xin Quinoa rubs it or not.

"By the way, your boss seems to be ......"

Thinking of Xin Quinoa, he suddenly remembered, it seems that the cooperation is going to be invalidated, what album will be released?

"Uh! She told me, misunderstanding. ”

Ren Xi had a picture of meeting Xin Quinoa in his mind, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"I've never seen a man so straight, Huang Ziyong is the first, it's just a straight man of steel. ”

These are the exact words of Xin Quinoa, and she is panting with anger when she speaks.

"That's fine. ”

Huang Ziyong nodded, got up and wanted to go, but saw that Ren Xi's facial features were deformed, as if he was holding back a smile?

He was upset, "Huh, what are you laughing at?"

Hold back not laughing, desperately hold back.

Ren Xi experienced the feelings of Huang Ziyong.

"Nope!"

"You want to laugh. ”

"I swear, not really. Ren Xi crossed the corners of his mouth with his index finger and thumb to speak.

"Is it so poisonous?"

"......" black lines began to appear on Ren Xi's face.