In the third-party statistical agency Bean Sprouts.com, "Little Doudou by the Window" has been evaluated by more than 4,000 people, with a score of 9.1 points. You know, 6 points can be called a good book, and 8 points can be called a classic. And "Little Doudou" has a score of 9.1 that can be called legendary.

Of course, this score will definitely decrease as the number of participating commentaries increases. But a score of 9.1 is enough to show how classic it is. It's enough to get more people into the bookstore.

More than 50 new books have been released recently, but only seven have received a score of 6 or more on Bean Sprouts.com, and the fate of the remaining books is almost doomed.

Among these seven books, the highest score is "Years Like a Song" by the well-known writer Wang Liujin, which reached 7.9 points. It's only 0.1 points short of the classic score of 8 points. If it weren't for "Little Beanie", it would have been the darling of the media.

It's a pity that there aren't so many ifs in this world. Under the high pressure of 9.1 points in "Little Beanie", its score of 7.1 seems so inconspicuous. Even so, the book squeezed "Labor Pains" to third place the next day. Only under "Little Beanie".

As for the discredited "Labor Pains", due to the popularity of a large student group, the score finally did not fall out of six points, and stayed at the extremely dangerous score of 6.2.

In the middle of this pile of books, the score of "Little Beanie by the Window" is as high as 9.1 points, which is as dazzling as a firefly in the dark night. It should be said that every book that achieves more than nine points is highly anticipated.

It's so hard to get to this point, and so far there are less than 5,000 books with a score of nine or more. Don't think that 5,000 is a lot, you must know that this is the sum of all the books in ancient and modern China and abroad.

And now that there is a sudden addition to this ranks, how can everyone not pay attention. As a result, netizens boiled, commentators boiled, and the media went crazy.

Netizens commented on the world: A book full of innocence and love, naughty and cute little Doudou and the respectable Mr. Lin, the interesting facts and observations of Ba Xueyuan reflect the natural and progressive educational concept.

Netizen Fei Tang commented bitterly: On the subway, I read that my eyes were wet twice, so I quickly blinked and secretly hid this warmth in my heart.

Netizen Canglang Raindrop Comment: Do I think that the "Ba" of Ba Xueyuan is the yin and yang pattern in the Chinese Taiji diagram? I like Mr. Lin Cha, the principal, very much. When reading this book, I believe that many people will think of their childhood and the "stupid things" they have done just like me. It's just that most people are not as lucky as Xiao Doudou to meet "Principal Lin" who can listen to their nonsense carefully.

The media finally took their eyes off the essay contest for the time being, and the headlines on the front page were replaced with headlines such as:

"The legend reappears, and Xiaodoudou creates a big miracle."

"Analyze the nine-point reason for "Little Beanie by the Window".

"The fairy tale writer creates another miracle in seven nights."

"Zhu Ziqing reinterprets the meaning of genius: first place in the preliminary round, and nine points for the new book."

Zhu Ziqing and "Little Doudou by the Window" hit like a storm, stealing everyone's limelight at once. For a while, his attention even surpassed that of the Essay Interpretation Essay Contest, which has rarely happened since the contest was held.

Of course, it's not all positive praise. Claims about his plagiarism are also intensifying. This time, those who hacked him kept pace with the times, and they also plagiarized "Little Doudou by the Window" in one bite. Otherwise, how could a boy under the age of eighteen write such a classic work, and where would many masters be placed.

It's a pity that this time they miscalculated. When "Little Doudou" was not climbed, there were still many people who followed suit. Now that this 'strong evidence' has been added, people have begun to turn over and mock them.

"You guys are really sharp-eyed, not only the little beanie by the window is plagiarized, but even the fairy tales such as Shuke and Beta, Thumbelina and so on are all plagiarized. Please help me find out who they are. Please. ”

"Why didn't you talk about "Little Doudou" some time ago, only "Yangguan Snow". Is it because you don't see the excellence of Little Doudou? If that's the case, your standard is really disappointing. With such a level, it is plagiarism to analyze others. How to make people believe? ”

"Is the professionalism of the current sunspots low to this level?"

"In hindsight, like a pig beforehand."

In a modern office building in the capital, "Cultural Journey" occupies an entire floor of space. At this time, in the room with the sign of the editor-in-chief's office, a young man in his early thirties was looking at the computer with disdain.

"Netizens are right, this is really a bunch of pigs." This person is Yu Dingshuang, the editor-in-chief of "Cultural Journey".

In this spacious office, two more people are leisurely drinking coffee. One of these two people is the deputy editor-in-chief of "Cultural Journey", and the other is Zhang Mingxiang, the administrative director appointed by the parent company of "Cultural Journey".

Hearing this, Zhang Mingxiang asked in surprise, "Huh?" Didn't you do this? ”

"How could it be, if I would never have made such a stupid mistake. Today's netizens are not as easy to deceive as before, and if they don't pay attention, they will be recognized. The gang of his detractors apparently haven't realized this yet. The methods used are all leftovers from our games from a few years ago. Yu Dingshuang's tone was full of pride.

"Lao Zhang, don't you know Dingshuang. Either he doesn't make a move, or he will hit it. Said with a smile.

"You can't say that, didn't he escape last time?" Yu Dingshuang shook his head and said.

"Last time we just pushed the boat, and we heard that he was only seventeen or eighteen, so we stopped. It doesn't count, it doesn't count The old god was still there.

"But this kid is really unexpected, and the fairy tale is well written. Other works are also so well written. Do you think it's really plagiarism? Zhang Mingxiang gossiped.

"No, it won't. If he really plagiarized, the person who was plagiarized after so long should also stand up. But do you see that anyone dares to say such a thing? It is even more impossible to buy it with money. Not to mention whether his family's economic conditions can afford it. With such a large number of works, no matter who wrote them, they would not be sold to others. The difference between becoming famous and selling to others for a little money is something that can be measured by individuals. Yu Dingshuang said in a very affirmative tone.

"Then it can only be a genius, it's too jealous." Zhang Mingxiang also knew this truth, but he had nothing to say in idle chatting, and after Yu Dingshuang explained, he didn't argue.

"Jealous of what. If we want to talk about genius, don't we have one in front of us? At the age of ten, he broke into the United States alone, and one year after returning to China after completing his studies, he created the miracle of "Cultural Journey". He took a sip of coffee and smiled.

"Also, compared to Ding Shuang, this Zhu Ziqing is still far behind. But he is also a talent, and Dingshuang never thought about taking him for his own use? ”

"I thought about it, and I was preparing to act. But it was too late. Yu Dingshuang said regretfully.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Mingxiang and both looked over.

"Look." Yu Dingshuang didn't say the reason, but turned the computer screen and motioned for them to come and see.

The two got up curiously and walked over, but saw a theme called: "Seven steps into a poem, historical legends really happened in front of you." ".

The man wrote that he went to Qibao Old Street to play and happened to see a few college students provoking a teenager. The boy wrote a poem on the spot, and several college students fled in shame.

Then two old men came out to analyze the poem and praise it for being well written. Then the old man graciously invited the boy to their shop. That's the end of the commentary, and then there's a video.

The main character of the video is a tall teenager who appears to be reciting poetry. But this video was obviously recorded by a mobile phone, it was very unclear, the sound was noisy, and it was difficult to hear what was being read.

And before the poem was finished, the camera focused on a group of young people who fled in a hurry. There is also a commentary next to it, this group of people is the provocative people, and now they are ashamed to retreat when they hear the young man's poem. By the time the camera pans back, the poem has already been read.

Zhang Mingxiang and the two glanced at Yu Dingshuang puzzled, and said, "The person in this video is Zhu Ziqing, right?" Did he compose poems on the spot? But it doesn't matter if we come or not, does it? ”

"Just keep looking." Yu Dingshuang did not explain, but motioned for the two to continue watching.

The camera switches again, and two old men appear. It may be close, but this time the picture is much clearer, and the voices of the two old men can barely be distinguished. The two old men played double reeds and praised Zhu Ziqing's poems. Because we have not heard the content of the poem, we cannot distinguish the good from the bad by listening to and analyzing it alone.

But the old man on the screen made Zhang Mingxiang and the others feel familiar:

"These two old men ......"

"One is Sun Shouqing, a master of Chinese painting, and the other is Jia Qigong, a master of Chinese culture." Yu Dingshuang helped them say the name.

The video ended when the two old men and Zhu Ziqing walked into a store together, but Zhang Mingxiang and the two looked at each other:

"How could it be so coincidental?"

"That's how it happened. If you think about it, it's normal. Sun Shouqing hid in Qibao Old Street and painted, many people know. Jia Qigong and he are close friends, and it is normal to see him. How could they not come out and see such a thing as composing poetry on the spot. And then we got to know each other. Yu Dingshuang's expression said without any fluctuations.

"That doesn't affect our contact with him, huh? If we can't contact them, we can't get in touch with them, right? Zhang Mingxiang asked with some puzzlement.

"I don't need to tell what kind of work Zhu Ziqing's "Yangguan Snow" is. Jia Qigong is a master of Chinese studies, and when he sees its author, he will definitely try every means to pull him into his camp. You don't know their old stubborn ideas, and they still hold on to the old ideas of decades ago and refuse to let go. It would be strange if he didn't smear us in front of Zhu Ziqing. Yu Dingshuang explained.

"The most important thing is that the people who can write articles like "Yangguanxue" are simply their natural teammates. Plus old things. It was difficult for Zhu Ziqing not to be affected by them. We want to take him under our banner, but it's difficult. He sighed and answered.

"This group of old stubborn, the battle of consciousness was many years ago. Now who is not in it for money. He still refuses to let go, and is always aimed at us. Zhang Mingxiang suddenly realized, and then said angrily:

"You're going to look like this? Do you want to take advantage of this Zhu Ziqing's fledgling to strangle him? ”