Web writer?

After Bo Jiu saw these four words, his first reaction was that the thorny young man told him that the female mage who was in the same game as them was going to buy a hot search to deal with a certain online writer.

She shook her mouse.

There are still words at the back.

"I don't know how to persuade her, she asked me a question today, so I don't think there is any way to answer, she said, Sister Turtle, why don't those people accuse a thief, but turn around and condemn me? Is it wrong for me to write well? Is it wrong for me to defend my rights that belong to me in the first place? I know very well that there is no mistake, but I can't explain to her those comments, those comments that say she is hyping. The infringer first claimed that he was a true fan and began to write fanfiction, and then used this as a cornerstone to steal the entire framework and publish the book. I used to persuade my friends, bear with me, this industry is like this, people don't care about hurting the original. I always thought that a person's talent would not be stolen, but today, I am very wrong, I did not protect her, I know how much she likes this industry, it is because she likes it too much, she always does not understand, why is this? She is not afraid of being copied, nor is she afraid of how shameless the infringer is, she is afraid that one day, this industry is proud of supporting infringement, what about those who want to write good articles? What should they do? They deserve to be stolen, and they have to remain silent? She asked this, bowed her head and said to herself, no one cared. ”

"Yes, no one cares..."

The last sentence made Bo Jiu raise his eyebrows, and his fingers moved slightly.

The last time she saw these six words, she was still in the fifth way.

The guy who liked to lie on top of her still had blood stains on the letter he left her.

"Nine, you know, no one has ever cared what happens to the girls who have been violated, they will say you see, she has been bred so well, no wonder she will be targeted, maybe there is a problem in itself, they will not say that the brute deserves it the most. Nine, why is this world like this, I ask myself every day, and when I sit up in the middle of the night and look outside, I am afraid to make a sound, because once I say it, the people who help the beasts will appear, and they will say, it's your problem. Nobody cares that you're already bloody when you speak, yes, nobody cares......"

Bo Jiu closed his eyes and opened them again.

It seems that I can still see the last sentence in front of me.

"I'm so glad that you still care about it in this world, nine, no, Z, you must not become all black in the future. ”

Bo Jiushu's fingers were forced, and when he looked at the screen again, his eyes had changed.

She typed quickly, and a few words were typed.

It's a pity that the person on the other end of the computer is not there.

Outside the window, the sky has begun to shine.

Bo Jiu stood up, and when he walked out of the basement, he only had a USB flash drive in his hand.

It seems that a trip to school should be made.

Let's see what the hell is going on with that Li Xue.

As for the gifts of the great gods, she will give them herself.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes, glanced at the clock hanging in the living room, and saw that he couldn't sleep for an hour, so he simply found a sand to sleep.

Wait until after the actual dawn.

When Chen Xiaodong came out of his room, he saw a young master in a school uniform sitting on the sand yawning.

Chen Xiaodong was stunned: "Young master, you don't train today?"

"Train, go down. Bo Jiu stood up, took a slice of bread in his hand, held it in his mouth, and then took the one-shoulder schoolbag that straddled diagonally, and scrambled it behind him, handsome from beginning to end.

Chen Xiaodong looked at his young master's dress, he couldn't even take care of breakfast, and hurriedly followed Bo Jiu out of the house.

Since the regional competition, Bo Jiu has rarely appeared in school.

So, when people saw the slender, silver-haired teenager on a skateboard again.

Almost the entire students of No. 1 Middle School were boiling.

The only thing that didn't welcome Bo Jiu was probably the doorman guarding the door.

Because as soon as this kid appeared, he had to look at the wall.

He's alone, how can he see so many places!

And wouldn't it be a little too crowded today!

The doorman tried hard to maintain his majesty, but was attacked three times in a row by wave after wave of crowds.

Every girl running with her face in her hand was saying, "Do you know?

"Really, where is it?, where is my male god?!"

"Please, that's obviously my husband. ”

"Don't fight, isn't the national finals about to start?

"It doesn't matter what is going on with him, the Nine Palaces are here, and it is the right thing to catch living people and take pictures!"

"Ah, the Nine Palaces, there!"

One of the girls suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed to the entrance of the fifth school building.

It is indeed Bo Jiu who is not wrong, the silver at that end is matched with the straight facial features, and the people around the handsome young man are a little confused.

Bo Jiu walked into the classroom with one hand on the black skateboard.

"Ahhh

No one could have imagined that the bent man they despised the most in the past would really reach the national finals and become an e-sports star with millions of fans.

If in the past, the forum said that Bo Jiu was a school grass and some people objected, now, almost everyone acquiesces to the existence of this title.

Even when other schools say that they only have nerds on their side, and they are not handsome.

They took a screenshot casually, whether it was the appearance of a teenager playing a game, or the appearance of a teenager reading a book with a lollipop in his mouth, it was enough to destroy a group of school grass on the other side.

"Is this our one of them, nerd?"

Not!

The girls in every school are saying: "Principal, you owe me a spade Z, if the big black day is in our school, even if it rains and thunders, I will resolutely not delay the class, and report it every day!"

Envy of such a school grass has almost become a mantra among students recently.

So when Bo Jiu walked into the campus, you can imagine what kind of scene it would be.

"It's boring. A girl in the crowd sneered, and after passing by Bo Jiu, she sneered: "Isn't it just a game, and his face looks a little better, are these people so sought after? ”

The friend standing next to her paused: "Li Xue, it's not good for you to say this." ”

"What's not so good. Li Xue pouted: "This kind of person can't usually cheat in competitions, I played a game with him last time, and his skills are like that, and he is still a professional player." ”

"Yes. Two or three people who have a good relationship with Li Xue said: "It's not qualified at all, and he's very glassy, I heard that fans can't stand him and say that he is not good." ”

Li Xue smiled: "Isn't this just the same as someone, okay, let's continue to play in the group tonight, my dad has helped me get ready, and in the future, not only the book I wrote, but also the things you wrote, as for that person, I'm angry with her, hahaha." ”

"Those people in the group didn't notice it, did they?"

"What do you perceive? They support me, and when I know about it, I also think it's the author's glass heart, and there are many infringements, so she is wronged? I'm not happy today, I will go into the group for a while, and let them sing to me, these children are very coaxing. ”

"Li Xue really has you, but I heard that the author seems to be a little unconvinced, are we really okay? ”

"With my dad here, what are you afraid of, when the hot search comes up, I will make her unable to mix in this circle. ”

"Is that really okay? She has a lot of fans. ”

"How useful are the fans? It's not all on my side, don't worry, we can do what we have to do, I've studied it, it's okay, the general environment is like this, what sparks can she toss." ”

"That's fine. ”

Three people, each with a smug look on their faces.

They were still thinking about how to further anger the original author.

Someone helped them anyway.

Their current positioning is "true love fans slandered by the original author"

No one thinks of them in the same direction as their peers.

The original author is also stupid, who asked her to say it.

Isn't it just to talk to them?

It's really looking for death.

However, Li Xue's thin lips hooked, she will also be a writer in the future, wait for her father to package her and make her popular.

Who knows who that woman is later?

By the way, if that woman dares to stab in the future.

She said that the other party wanted to borrow her fire.

It's a tried-and-true trick.

When Li Xue said these words, she didn't know what she said, and all of them had been recorded.

And it was none other than Bo Jiu who recorded the recording.

As for when the recorded things were placed on Li Xue's school uniform, this was not difficult for Bo Jiu.

Passing by is enough to finish.

Listening to the sound from the mobile phone, Bo Jiu sat in the classroom, glanced at the English teacher who had just walked in, slid his fingers, logged in the message, and was about to give this recording to Sister Gui.

But she didn't want to, a private message came faster than her: "It's too late." ”

"What does it mean that it's late?" Bo Jiu pointed his fingers.

No more news came from that side.

Until the end of a lesson.

It was a crying voice: "She couldn't hold it and left." ”

Bo Jiu stood up suddenly, and as he walked out, he typed: "Give me your mobile phone number." ”

Soon a string of numbers appeared on the page.

Bo Jiu called directly: "Where are you?"

"The police station. Sister Turtle's voice sounded very heavy: "They said that she committed suicide, and they also said that she had something to do with the sacrifice." ”

Bo Jiu's eyes shrank: "The girl's sacrifice?"

"Yes. Sister Turtle said in a hoarse voice: "I don't believe that she will commit suicide, she can even resist chemotherapy, how can she not be able to carry these things." ”

Bo Jiu didn't speak, she didn't know what to say, her eyes were a little empty.

On the other end of the phone was Sister Turtle's lower and lower cry.

Nothing else.

Just crying.

And another: "I don't believe she would choose this method to end this, why is this happening." ”

Why is this happening?

When Bo Jiu held the corpse in the past, he asked himself the same question.

How uncomfortable it is.

Will it end up like this?

Isn't this world worth your nostalgia?

Even a little?

After that, Bo Jiu went to see a psychiatrist.

The doctor smoked a cigarette and said only one sentence: "Probably too desperate." ”

Bo Jiu looked at his phone, even now.

Someone else left a message under the web writer that said.

"Just your grievances, do you have nothing to write about?"

"I don't think the other party should do this even if the other party really infringes on you. ”

Bo Jiu closed her eyes, and for a moment, she was thinking about how she was still so useless after so many years, and let such a thing appear in front of her.

She didn't have the slightest power to stop it.

Why not turn it all black.

Like those people, they will live happily.

This is the truest thought in Bo Jiu's heart.

Even if you're black.

I'd rather you live.

But Bo Jiu knows very well that some people won't, they can't find a way out, and they would rather choose to understand, or carry these things and go on.

It's not a long way from the school to the police station.

What Bo Jiu saw was sitting on a chair, holding his sister turtle.

The tears seem to be unstoppable, there is no crying, it just can't be stopped.

Sister Turtle looked at the young man who came over, and she didn't know what she was talking about, she probably just wanted to say it.

"She also promised me to go and watch you play with me, she said she wanted to see my idol I liked, what was so good, and she also said that she would accompany me to buy a dress, she ......"

One last word.

Sister Turtle didn't finish.

Bo Jiu stretched out his hand and hugged the man whose shoulders were trembling slightly into his arms.

It's too painful to lose.

Especially the loss of a best friend from childhood.

That girl once taught you to be kind to others.

But in her life, she has never been treated well.

Bo Jiu's hand clenched tightly into a fist, and his fingertips sank into his palm.

Sister Turtle's crying was gone, but she was still saying: "She also cleaned the house, said that she would let her mother see, she is doing well outside..."

When Bo Jiu heard this, he suddenly raised his eyes: "You mean she cleaned the house, when did she clean it?"

"Yesterday night. Sister Turtle was silent in her emotions, and her answer was subconscious.

But Bo Jiu's question was never subconscious.

Who would clean their room before committing suicide.

This is simply not logical.

There was hardly any pause.

Bo Jiu walked to the side and skillfully pressed a string of numbers.

The person who answered the phone, wiping his head, water dripping down his pointed chin, stepping barefoot on the wooden floor, wearing cotton home clothes, and his eyebrows were clear.

The words gentle as jade are the most suitable for him.

It's not Hoshino-ichi, who else can there be.

Bo Jiu's voice was soft: "Hoshino, I need you to help me check ......"

In the latter words, what Bo Jiu said was even heavier.

After Hoshino finished listening, he put the towel on the table, and his good-looking eyes brought out Yingying's light: "Do you think she didn't kill herself, but he killed her." ”

"Yes. Bo Jiu did not deny it: "So you need to find out more detailed information to prove my idea." ”

"Good. ”