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The great discussion about Gu Yongsheng and his works began with a smear of the water army with an obviously low IQ, because the scale was too grand and the process was too lively, and many codewriters and so-called critics who were unwilling to be lonely but had been forced to be lonely quickly seized this opportunity for their own.

Someone shot from a literary point of view.

Someone shot from a historical point of view.

Someone started with the study of the phenomenon of groups.

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It can be said that the eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, and their purpose is nothing more than one, to make their voices heard and attract the attention of more people.

Then, this trolls movement eventually turns into a two-faction struggle with distinct views, and the main argument falls on the status of martial arts novels.

The party led by Zhou Zaidao believes that martial arts novels are outright dog meat, although fragrant, but not elegant, and cannot be classified as literature, at most entertainment texts.

The side, led by Lu Yichou, is unwavering in his argument that martial arts novels, like all other types of novels, have literary characteristics that cannot be concealed.

The debate between the two sides eventually evolved into Zhou Fang attacking Lu Fang for having a businessman's face and being a word peddler in essence, and Lu Fang ridiculed Zhou Fang for relying on taxpayers' money and pitifully maintaining his status as a so-called orthodox writer.

This is also the enduring contradiction between best-selling literature and traditional literature, and this topic is like a big egg, and people keep coming up and pulling it twice.

Of course, there is no shortage of rational and well-informed calm people in the middle, who play a neutral role, and the fixed line is, "Both sides have the right and the biased, in my opinion......"

To everyone's surprise, this debate, which lasted for nearly half a month, finally ushered in a response from the parties who had been silent.

What everyone didn't expect was that this response was only two simple words.

Hehe.

After this response came out, the people on both sides were collectively stunned, what about the good 10,000-word long confession? What about the good words and fierce scolding? What about the sad self-description and sad apology?

Don't say that the people on Zhou Zaidao's side, even the people on Lu Yichou's side, didn't understand the meaning of this response, hehe?

The first to react to Gu Yongsheng's response were the onlookers, who were very dissatisfied and accused Gu Yongsheng of being too disrespectful and perfunctory, believing that this was an act that no one wanted.

It's no wonder that the audience was angry, this polemic preplay lasted for so long, and it was Gao Cháo when he saw it, but Gu Yongsheng cruelly used two words to strangle Gao Cháo when he was about to spray shè.

However, what the two sides of the polemic felt was more embarrassment, they were on the sidelines, they argued on the basis of reason, they were vertical and horizontal, and their words were scorching...... But in the end, it was only exchanged for a sentence hehe.

How hurtful.

After Zhou Zaidao's side reacted, he immediately said that they didn't care about Gu Yongsheng's response at all, and that they participated in this debate for the sake of justice and the healthy development of literature.

As for Lu Yichou's side, he was relatively tolerant and funny, mainly because after Lu Yichou saw this ingenious response in advance, he consciously adjusted his views and consciously led the polemic style to be relaxed and happy, so when Gu Yongsheng was hehe, Lu Fang invariably followed him, and everyone was in unison.

"Martial arts novels have been idle books since ancient times, and they are not worth refuting. ”

"Huh. ”

"Gu Yongsheng is just a little literate singer. ”

"Huh. ”

"Gu Yongsheng has neither a minimum of historical cultivation nor life experience, so he relies on nonsense. ”

"Huh. ”

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When a small person hits a mountain with his fist, it is undoubtedly like a mayfly shaking a tree, but after a long fight, after all, it will swing away a layer of mountain ash a little, and even knock off a piece of stone skin, but when he hits the sea with his fist, it is useless except for "pop, small waves".

Gu Yongsheng's "hehe" obviously has a certain shameless characteristic of sea water.

This polemic can basically be declared over at this point.

Lu Yichou lazily and generously wrote a concluding statement, first warmly thanking the enthusiastic readers and righteous writers for their righteous speeches, and secondly, expressing respect for some of the opponent's debaters and ridicule of others.

Finally, there is the inevitable advertising time, with a certain deliberately subtle tone to announce the proud sales of "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua", and then continue to shout for "Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain", by the way, two sentences of Han Shuo's new magazine "Yuan Shangcao" that is selling well.

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After June 20th, Liu Jingting must return to school, because the annual high school entrance examination is approaching, and the teachers will explain the test-taking skills and release the big tricks such as heavy questions.

This kind of thing is unavoidable, a few years may only be able to bet on a question, but a question can be used to say a few years, the old principal of a middle school, five years ago in the middle school entrance examination mathematics paper penultimate miracle, accompanied the growth of several generations of students.

The day before returning to school, Liu Jingting and Mi Hu had a conversation, when it was the dead of night, Liu Jingting had just finished writing the last sentence of the ri's memory: "There are insects outside the window, singing every night, I am glad not to know the sorrows and joys of the world, and I think of many troubles and sorrows about mortals, most of which are self-inflicted." When the opportunity is given by heaven, it becomes the merit of dreams. ”

"Is it necessary for my RI to be so literary and artistic?" Liu Jingting laughed at himself, then closed the RI notebook, and the phone rang at the right time.

"I'm sorry to call you so late, but I'm really a little curious, curious, what kind of state are you in now?" Mihu answered the phone and asked directly.

"Uh...... Just took a shower, wrote a rather literary diary, and then got ready to go to bed, what about you?"

"I've found that when I talk to you, you're very good at donkeying lips to horses," Mi Amber said dissatisfied, "I want to know what your 'hehe' means?"

"It's onomatopoeia like hee-hee, haha, roar, etc., which means laughter, or a kind of symbol. ”

"Everyone has been arguing around you for half a month, and the relevant text is not a million but also 900,000, and finally you arrogantly gave a hehe, which seems so irresponsible. Mi Hu said this, but there was no accusation in her tone.

"If you've ever been an editor, you must know what it means to be out of tune, no author in this universe can guarantee that he can write a novel that everyone loves to read, and after any work is born, he will inevitably face two voices, they express their opinions to each other, try to convince each other, but they have been arguing for 10,000 years, and there will still be no result. ”

Liu Jingting's tone began to contain a hint of mockery, "There are a hundred reasons for liking, and if you hate it, you immediately find the one hundred and one reasons, objectively speaking, this is actually a good thing." ”

"What about the personal assault?" Mi Amber asked.

"I'm not a psychologist, so I can't guess this kind of reader or this kind of person's mentality, but this time the posts scolding me on the Internet are obviously all water army, so it's equivalent to not having zài, this kind of thing doesn't matter, my focus is on the readers who criticize the text, of course, there are readers who praise me personally, haha......"

"It looks like you've reached the point of deep narcissism, and there's no cure. ”

"I'm not a saint, isn't it normal to have joys, sorrows, and sorrows? I saw some guys, obviously I didn't even know what the color of my book cover was, and I wanted to talk about it there, I looked at their comments, I was so confused, I felt that they were making up some kind of jokes, yin yang weird, pretending to be humorous, and so on, which made me angry and funny. ”

"So you ended up fighting back at them?"

"Hmm...... In fact, I thought very seriously that writing a serious response article can give them a review of history, and I can even give them a vision of the future, but then I thought about it, no matter how sincere and detailed my response article is, the outcome is still the same, the attackers will seize new fighters to continue the attack, and the friends who support me will still continue to support. ”

"At least I can say thank you to my supporters. "What the girl Mihu has is naturally a girl's mentality.

Liu Jingting moved from the chair to the bed, cushioned his head with a pillow, leaned against the wall, and replied leisurely: "I always think that the real thanks to the reader is to give a better story with his heart...... Do you have to talk about such a heavy topic on the phone?"

"Phew, the dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth. ”

"Hey, I already wanted to remind you when you used the metaphor of the donkey's lips not matching the horse's mouth just now, but when I think of it, ahem, we have faced each other once, and I ......"

"Phew, if you talk nonsense again, I'll hang up. ”

"I just want to ease the atmosphere, you know, in recent times, how bad my son has been, facing so many people's attacks and abuse every day, often dreaming back at midnight, tossing and turning, sad, speaking of, can we talk about a little light-hearted topic?"

"Of course you can, there are still a few days before the high school entrance examination!"

"Hu Xiaomi, you wicked woman!"

There was a smug laugh on the phone, and the two of them suddenly lost their words.

Liu Jingting has had many experiences on the phone with girls at night, and in the second semester of his freshman year, a girlfriend who has a very good relationship with him came to menstruation, and his stomach hurt badly, so he called him for comfort and chatted until the west of the month.

That feeling is still more interesting, deep at night, so delicate voice is in the ears......

"I'm going to school tomorrow, I'm not afraid of the high school entrance examination, I'll apply for your high school then, right?"

"Ahh ”

"Okay, it's time to sleep. ”

"Oh, good night. ”

Mi Hu put down her mobile phone, pushed open the window, stretched out her head to the brilliant starry sky, and said "hehe" loudly, and the half moon falling in the west was inexplicable.

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Just as Mihu and Liu Jingting each hung up the phone and went to sleep, in a certain corner of a certain city, a young man in his twenties was posting an anonymous confession post: Confessions of a water army (continuously updated).

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