Song Jintao is here!

Song Jintao has been having a very hard time these days.

The attention of the Huaxia Youth Poetry Contest is very high, and he gave Jiang Ming a low score in the competition, but the score was changed and the score was changed, which caused a lot of trouble.

If the people of the whole country are not particularly concerned, then the entire Chinese literary circle is watching his jokes.

Some people say that he has a grudge against that Jiang Ming and deliberately gives low marks to others.

Some people sympathized with him and felt that he was forced to change his score by a villain like Jiang Ming.

Either way, his reputation was in trouble.

His new book to be published recently has also been notified by the publisher that it may have to wait a little longer......

Song Jintao is really bitter and can't say.

Song Jintao walked in with steps. The people around looked over, and they were all sighing.

"My God, I remember that the writer Song Jintao is a personable character, and after not seeing him for a few days, he has become like this? Raunchy!" a girl who likes to read was full of disbelief.

"I also watched that game, Song Jintao's writer was very proud at the time, and it was like a different person in the past few days......"

Another literati who seemed to know a little bit of news whispered: "It's not because of the consequences of that game. ”

A group of people were talking in a low voice, Chen Sang strode forward to hold Song Jintao's hand, and sighed: "Song Jintao has been a writer for a long time, if you stick to what you thought in your heart back then, how can you end up today?"

If he insisted that day that he wanted to give Jiang Ming a low score, then in the end he would be said to be old and stubborn.

But now it's not a human being inside or out.

As soon as Chen Sang said this, he saw Song Jintao's embarrassed appearance again, and many people felt a little sorry for Song Jintao.

This...... Isn't that miserable?

A young man who was dissatisfied with Song Jintao's grievances muttered: "The culprit is not Jiang ......"

Song Jintao interrupted coldly: "Yes, the culprit is you! Wu Yong!"

Song Jintao's eyes were full of anger and stared at Wu Yong.

Everyone was immediately confused, and some couldn't figure out what was going on.

When did Song Jintao get involved with this young man in the middle capital again? One sells mineral water at home, and the other is a literati, so he can't beat it with eight poles.

Jiang Ming touched his chin and looked at it with interest, he smiled at the surprised cold frost and whispered, "Look at the excitement." ”

Wu Yong's face changed greatly, and he scolded: "Writer Song Jintao, I know you've been in a bad mood lately, but you can't just talk nonsense. ”

Song Jintao strode forward, grabbed Wu Yong's collar, and said angrily: "Do I have a grudge against you? You want to deal with me like this? Call me before the game and ask me that I must make the top three for Jiang Ming! Otherwise, I will destroy my new book." ”

He gave a low score, and he hadn't made Jiang Ming out of the top three, which caused such a big sensation.

Song Jintao thought that if he really gave Jiang Ming a score of sixty, he would get the top three.

I am afraid that his reputation in the literary world is really not needed.

The literati value their reputation, you can imagine how angry Song Jintao was at this time!

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked at Song Jintao in amazement.

Song Jintao grabbed Wu Yong's collar and was still roaring.

"I think Jiang Ming's poem "Will Enter the Wine" is very well written, and it is not an exaggeration to give me a full score, I am all forced! Wu Yong, why do you want to harm me? I have no grievances with you. ”

Jiang Ming looked at Chen Sang, who was already stunned, with a smile, and asked, "Writer Chen Sang, are you satisfied now?"

Chen Sang's face turned red, and he hesitated twice and lowered his head.

It's really stressful......

What's going on?!

The judges were notified before the competition that they wanted to give someone a low score?

If it is said that the judges of the contest are once in a century to revise the results for the contestants, then what Song Jintao said will directly make the Chinese literary world explode!

Today's celebration banquet for Jiang Ming and Leng Rushuang invited many literati.

This group of literati completely exploded.

"When can money take precedence over literature, and when will your Wu family be able to control a competition?"

"Pity the writer Song Jintao! This Wu Yong's family sells mineral water, and I won't drink their mineral water again in the future!" said a man in a tunic and glasses indignantly.

The literati have nothing else, they can write articles, they can talk about it, and they can boycott it together!

Back in ancient times, a group of talented people boycotted the exam, and it was not unheard of to make trouble.

Wu Yong looked at a group of angry cultural people, and he really had bitterness in his heart and couldn't say it.

If this group of literati scribbles something on the Internet, their mineral water is estimated to really have problems. If his dad had known, his legs would have been broken!

Jiang Ming had seen enough, and stepped forward and said anxiously: "Wu Shao, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and kowtow and kneel down to admit your mistake!"

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he still had a "I'm for your good" expression.

It's cheap!

Wu Yong looked at Jiang Ming's expression and was furious.

He pushed Song Jintao away all of a sudden, stared at Jiang Ming viciously, and said, "Jiang Ming, did you do it?"

Jiang Ming spread his hands when he heard this, and said with a wicked smile: "What is the matter? If people don't know, they can't do it unless they do it." ”

Leng Rushuang looked at the noisy scene, and couldn't help but gently rub his eyebrows.

Jiang Ming is doing something again.

I'm afraid that this celebration banquet was almost ruined by him......

Wu Yong looked at Jiang Ming's indifferent face, and his heart was furious.

I wanted to clean up this kid, but I didn't expect him to get Song Jintao here?

Jiang Ming, this kid is too vicious!

Wu Yong said viciously: "Jiang Ming, let me tell you! What kind of bullshit do you have "The Monarch's Treatise", you can sell a copy in Zhongdu, and Lao Tzu will have your surname from now on!"

The faces of the surrounding literati changed drastically.

"It's miserable, it's miserable, this Jiang Ming is really miserable. This Wu Yong is the eldest young master of Zhongdu, and the Wu family is one of the most wealthy families in China! He said that he couldn't sell it, and he was afraid that something would really go wrong......

"This Jiang Ming writer is still too ambitious, and if he does this, what more sales will this place in Zhongdu get? It's a pity. An old man said regretfully.

There was a young man next to him who had long been unaccustomed to Jiang Ming covering his mouth and smiling evilly: "His "Treatise on the Monarch" was originally a gimmick and couldn't be sold at all, but now he has offended Wu Shao in Zhongdu, and it is estimated that no one in this area of Zhongdu has bought it." I don't know if the cumulative sales of his book can reach 20,000 copies. ”

The surrounding literati looked at Jiang Ming with sympathy.

For cultural people in the mixed literary world, the market of book publishing is their job. Now, if this area is directly missing, it is estimated that more than half of the sales will be reduced. If this were other literati, they would probably be angry on the spot, right?

Jiang Ming looked at Wu Yong meaningfully: "Are you sure?"

Wu Yong snorted, their Wu family may not be able to interfere in other regions, but Zhongdu is their old place. It's easier for a little writer like him than to pinch an ant to death!

Wu Yong sneered: "If you don't believe it, then try." ”

Suddenly, an old man walked in from outside the crowd on crutches, and his voice was full of indignation: "After a while, Jiang Xiaoyou's "Treatise on the Monarch" will be published, and the old man will buy 2,000 copies and give them to the children in the mountains. ”

A sharp-eyed young man exclaimed in surprise: "Could this be Mr. Yuan Ziwen, who wrote the historical masterpiece "Dahua Huaxia"?"

"Is it really Mr. Yuan Ziwen, who came to Zhongdu to participate in the history and literature seminar?"

Jiang Ming really didn't know this old man, he hadn't even heard of his name.

However, because of Mr. Yuan Ziwen's words, it directly drove the audience!

Chen Sang walked out and said apologetically, "It seems that I was wrong just now." Jiang Xiaoyou, I couldn't stand you just now. ”

Jiang Ming smiled: "It's nothing. ”

Chen Sang stared at Wu Yong and sneered: "When Mr. Jiang's "Treatise on the Monarch" comes out, I will also buy a thousand copies and give them to friends in the circle! Wu Shao, literati are not as easy to bully as you imagined!"

Maybe he should go and read the book carefully.

"Chen Sang's writers want to help this Jiang Ming? Damn, Chen Sang is an old writer who has been popular for more than ten years, right?

"These great talents have to help. When Mr. Jiang's new book is published, I will also buy dozens of copies to give to my friends. ”

"I'll buy 100 copies too! Mr. Jiang, don't worry about sales. ”

The whole hall was completely lively, and everyone shouted that they would buy Jiang Ming's book when it was published.

Everyone had red eyes, and a face was full of anger staring at Wu Yong.

Wu Yong was completely dumbfounded.