"Then Mr. Wang, you said at the award ceremony that someone deliberately messed with you, who do you refer to?" the reporter quickly threw out the second question that he had prepared.

Judging by the reporter's expression, it is clear that this is the main event.

The other reporters also craned their necks and widened their eyes, waiting for Wang Yong's answer.

According to Wang Yong's character, maybe he will directly reveal the name of that person without concealment!

That's going to be big news, and it's a big news that can be followed up on an ongoing basis.

It's just that the good fantasies of journalists have not come true.

Wang Yong smiled slyly and said, "Specifically, it is a person, not an animal, not a plant, not a mineral." ”

"......" A group of reporters were momentarily speechless.

"Teacher Wang, be more specific!"

Wang Yong pointed to the reporter who asked the question and said, "You have a bit of an inch like this!"

When the reporter heard this, he couldn't wait to hammer Wang Yong with the microphone. Who doesn't know that it's a person who is doing you? You still need to say that we want a person's name! A person's name!

But for the sake of journalism, reporters can only force patience.

Seeing that the reporter didn't give up, Wang Yong spread his hands helplessly and said, "No way, then be more specific." It's a man. ”

"......" All the reporters were angry, and their eyes were fierce, eager to eat Wang Yong.

80% of the well-known scholars in the Chinese academic circle are men! This answer is no different from not saying it.

"To be more specific?" the reporter still didn't give up.

"It's too much. Wang Yong looked at the reporter who asked seriously. "I've narrowed the range to you by 50%, what do you want?"

The reporters were all confused.

When did Wang Yong narrow the range to 50%?

Seeing that the reporters didn't understand, Wang Yong explained: "Are there only two kinds of people in this world: men and women? Let me tell you that the answer is men, isn't this reduced by 50 percent? Okay, you can guess the remaining 50 percent, I'll go." ”

After speaking, Wang Yong walked through the crowd, and all the reporters unconsciously gave way as if they were blown by an eighth-level gale.

waited until Wang Yong got into the car and disappeared from the reporter's field of vision.

Only then did the reporter react: "Damn, I was tricked!"

But Wang Yong has already gone away, what can the reporters do? They can only rack their brains one by one, thinking about what kind of headline to come up with in order to receive the explosive effect.

On Weibo, a new wave of denunciation of Wang Yong is emerging.

No one brings the rhythm, and no one maliciously smears Wang Yong, just because the award of "The Canon of Chinese Studies" has made countless netizens who bet on other books jealous and envious.

In the voting activity held by Weibo, Wang Yong's "Canon of Chinese Studies" received the least number of votes, with a total of more than 5,000 votes.

The prizes given in this Weibo event are 10,000.

That is to say, those who voted for the "Canon of Chinese Studies", not only did everyone win the lottery, but also two copies per person!

Does this keep other people from being jealous? Can it keep other people from being angry?

Originally, only some netizens complained at first, complaining that "if Wang Yong hadn't killed him halfway, the award would not have fallen", but I didn't expect this sentence to quickly get the approval of a large number of netizens.

Everyone agreed that 99% of netizens did not win the award, all because of Wang Yong!

Wang Yong is the culprit!

In this Internet era, the easiest thing to do is to follow the trend. When the number of people retweeting a topic reaches a certain size, other people who retweet will lose their judgment and become followers.

So, Wang Yong lay down like this.

In the end, there was a hot topic "Wang Yong compensates netizens for their losses".

But netizens asked Wang Yong to compensate for the loss of not winning the lottery.

Of course, whether it is to say that Wang Yong is the culprit or to ask Wang Yong to compensate for the loss, it is a joke made by netizens.

No one really thinks that Wang Yong needs to take the blame for this matter.

And the benefits obtained by Wang Yong are also obvious, that is, the news that "Canon of Chinese Studies" won the National Book Award has spread all over the Internet.

Parents and students who were originally skeptical of the "Canon of Chinese Studies" because they were criticized some time ago also have renewed confidence at this moment.

Even the country has recognized the "Canon of National Studies", what else is there not to worry about?

As a result, a group of parent fans suddenly appeared under Wang Yong's Weibo.

"Mr. Wang, when will the "Canon of Chinese Studies" be released? I want to buy ten copies!"

"Mr. Wang, my son's birthday is the day after tomorrow, and I want to give him a copy of "The Canon of Chinese Studies" as a birthday gift. I think he must like it! Please urge the publisher to put it on the shelves quickly!"

", it's my mother upstairs! As your son, I'm really sad to see your remarks like this on Weibo! Who do you see whose children are giving books on their birthdays? This kind of behavior of yours is as desperate as a primary school student who picks up money and is given thousands of yuan of study materials by the owner! Of course, if it is the "Canon of Chinese Studies" signed by Mr. Wang, I am still willing to take it as a serious birthday gift. ”

……

Tens of thousands of messages, all of which were written by parents urging the "Canon of Chinese Culture" to be listed.

After Wang Yong saw it, he hurriedly contacted Kaixing Culture Publishing House.

The boss of Kaixing Culture, who immediately returned to the publishing house after a simple treatment in the hospital, vowed that the first batch of "Canons of Chinese Culture" would be on sale tomorrow. The second batch is about to be printed, and this time the number of copies is staggering.

One million copies!

Hearing this number, even Wang Yong was shocked.

In recent years, the book market has been sluggish, and even the most popular young idol writers of our time have only 200,000 copies of a book in print run, and subsequent batches will only decrease. Because electronic piracy will come out soon, it will seriously affect sales.

And this time, Kaixing Culture chose to print a million copies, which seems to be a bit of a big step.

After hearing Wang Yong's question, the boss of Kaixing Culture explained: "The Canon of Chinese Culture" is not like a book like a novel, and after reading it once, it is rare to read it a second time, even if there are a few typos in the book, it will not affect the reading. The Canon of Chinese Studies is a book similar to a reference book, and most people buy it to study and read it constantly. And this kind of book is the most taboo typo, just like a dictionary, in case of a typo, it will affect the user's learning and mislead people's children.

Therefore, anyone who wants to read the "Canon of Chinese Studies" will not be stingy with the money of the genuine book to choose a pirated or electronic version. If you absorb the knowledge of the wrong version, you will be affected.

This is where the boss of Kaixing Culture dares to print an additional million copies.

Wang Yong thought about it carefully and felt that it was reasonable, besides, this kind of publishing matter, the publishing house knows more about the inside story, and it should not be wrong to hand it over to them.

The two parties agreed, and Wang Yong rushed back to the hotel to enjoy a rare rest time.

…………………………

At this time, Tai O, the night breeze is slightly cool, which is very different from the heat and dryness of Yanjing.

It's just that Zhu Weiquan at this time didn't have a trace of coolness, only endless anxiety.

When he woke up, he found himself locked in a cabin.

Outside the door, there was a heavy smell of smoke and alcohol, and the laughter of a group of men.

Zhu Weiquan carefully recognized the voice, and heard that the few people who were guarding him outside were the ones who followed He Jin that night and killed the group of bandits from Jinsha Village who were left behind by the He family.

There is no doubt that Zhu Weiquan was kidnapped by He Jin.

But what made Zhu Weiquan wonder was why He Jin hadn't appeared once for several days.

Knock knock, Zhu Weiquan knocked the iron door of the hut.

When the guards outside the door heard this, they immediately let out a burst of scolding.

"Open the door, I want to see He Jin!" Zhu Weiquan shouted.

A scarred face walked over, looked at Zhu Weiquan with a cruel smile, and said, "He Sheng doesn't have time to see you now! He is discussing with our second boss how to kill all the opposition and take control of this golden mountain!"

Zhu Weiquan's heart sank.

The brutal methods of Jinsha Village, He Jin has long been taught. If Jinsha Village and He Jin are allowed to purge their opponents, then Tai O will immediately turn from a gambling paradise into a war-torn world.

Thinking of this, Zhu Weiquan couldn't help but become more and more anxious: "Open the door! I want to see He Jin! I want to talk to him!"

But the scarred face was just a cruel smile, and he didn't mean to ignore Zhu Weiquan at all.

A trace of anger flashed between Zhu Weiquan's eyebrows, and he suddenly stretched out a middle finger to the scarred face: "Laugh at you and be paralyzed! It's the same as the TM centipede's long face, if I were ugly like this, I would have committed suicide a long time ago! I don't have the face to live in this world at all! What? Angry? With the same physique as your little chicken, I'll hit you three with one hand! The remaining hand can still be free to carve an 'ugly' on your face! Still angry in front of me, and don't look in the mirror to see how many millimeters your thing has swelled! I guess every time you lie on top of a girl, the girl must cry out in pain, right? I was pricked by a needle, and of course it hurt......"

"Whoop, whoop", the scar face's breathing gradually became heavy.

Zhu Weiquan's words are really vicious, and no man can stand it.

"You're looking for death!" Scarface burst out with a click, opening the iron door.

One hand grabbed Zhu Weiquan.

"Labor and management let you see what a man is! If you don't beat you up this time, labor and management will have your last name!" Scarface shouted frantically.

It's just that in the next second, he was suddenly stunned.

I saw Zhu Weiquan lifting his shirt with one hand and pressing the belt with the other, as if he wanted to do something indescribable with the scarred face.

However, Scarface didn't think so, because he clearly saw that Zhu Weiwei's belt buckle bounced up, revealing a miniature muzzle.

Not big, with limited lethality. Beyond 10 meters, it is estimated that it is difficult to pose a threat.

But the scar face was stupid, so he sent it himself, and he was not even a meter away from Zhu Weiquan. Just within the threat range of the miniature muzzle.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Scarface stammered.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle. Zhu Weiquan smiled lightly, and then pulled the trigger.

I only heard a whoosh, and it was not as loud as the poker outside. A bullet hit Scarface's body.

Scar's eyes widened, his body shook a few times, and he suddenly fell limply.

The lethality of the bullets of this kind of miniature firearms is too small, and most people still have the power to resist after being shot, so they need to be poisoned. Zhu Weiquan's bullet was smeared with a strong anesthetic.

The scarred face fainted because of this.

Zhu Weiquan glanced at the rest of the bandits playing cards in the living room vigilantly, and quickly dragged Scarface into the cabin.

After dividing five by two, he stripped off the clothes of the scarred face, put them on himself, and walked out of the hut with a calm face.

"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes. Zhu Weiquan lowered his voice, lowered his head, and walked quickly past several bandits.

Several of the bandits were surprised by Scarface's voice a little strange, and just wanted to ask. Before I saw anyone, I saw that Zhu Weiquan had already fallen into a rabbit, opened the security door and ran out.

Zhu Weiquan never thought that he would really deceive these bandits from the beginning, as long as he used the clothes of the scarred face to make these bandits paralyzed for a short time, it was enough for him to escape!