Chapter Twenty-Three: The Mountain Rain is Coming
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That's the state of the two people in that hut right now.
Since Da Wang joined their nest, Wang Xingyan's status in the family has plummeted.
"Xiao Wang, how did you teach your eldest brother, he has grown up, and he still defecates everywhere, hurry up and clean up."
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"I'll take your eldest brother down for a walk, you put the bath water for your eldest brother at home, do you hear?"
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Standing by the window, watching Zhao Mengyu downstairs follow closely behind Da Wang, from time to time naughtily and secretly stepped forward to pull its little tail rolled up, and Da Wang, who didn't know why, whimpered anxiously, while Zhao Mengyu covered his mouth and laughed non-stop.
In this situation, Wang Xingyan couldn't help but think in his heart that such a calm and comfortable life seemed to be very good.
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Practice, go to class, serve Zhao Mengyu, serve Da Wang, Wang Xingyan spends every day in a busy way.
At this time, on the Internet, a blog post quietly appeared on the Internet, and in an instant, one stone stirred up zero waves...
Despite the bright title, who would go to see a passerby's blog post.
It doesn't matter, the uploader of the blog post has already been prepared, opened the QQ group of the water army hired in advance, "attacked", and tapped send, and then a low quacking sneer came out of a face that was white and white by the screen.
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A fan secretly chatted the link to the group owner Momo,
"Boss Momo, look, this blog post."
I saw a tall, well-proportioned short-haired beauty wearing a smart sportswear, running evenly on the sports field of Zhejiang University.
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A slender jade hand lightly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, opened QQ, and saw the blog post sent by the fan in the fan group,
"Eye-popping! Zhao Mengyu and his lover plagiarized the lyrics! Pure or pure? β
Frowning, she gradually slowed down and quietly read the article, the more she read, the deeper her brow became. She is a very independent girl, her parents are abroad, she has her own set of principles for dealing with the world, she is jealous and hateful, and she has compassion for the suffering of all beings. A song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There", the ethereal voice penetrated her heart, and she was crazy in an instant and raised the banner of the head of the Dream Language Fan Support Group with her extraordinary strength.
When Professor Gao Jie came to Zhejiang University for a grand literary lecture, she also went to the scene to listen carefully to the lesson, and queued up to get an autograph.
She opened Weibo, found Professor Gao Jie, and sure enough, she saw that the Weibo he pinned was replaced by the article on her mobile phone.
She likes "When Will the Bright Moon Be", so she doesn't want to believe that the singer's soul is dirty.
She was also lost in the artistic conception of "Farewell to Kangqiao", so she also had to believe the testimony of Professor Zhou Jie, a member of the Chinese Writers Association.
In that blog post, in addition to some obvious traces of dirty water, the core point is that Professor Zhou Jie, a member of the Chinese Writers Association, claimed that the lyrics of "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" were actually a poem written by him in his early years, and a manuscript of obviously some years was attached as proof.
At the same time, at the end, Professor Zhou Jie declared that he asked the plagiarist Wang Xingyan to publicly apologize, and asked Miss Zhao Mengyu to renegotiate the relevant matters of the song with me, and temporarily reserved the right to pursue his legal responsibility.
This is ironclad evidence.
Momo, who had been entangled in her heart for a long time, seemed to have made up her mind and found Zhao Mengyu's WeChat. Yes, our Miss Zhao Mengyu is still very approachable, and gave WeChat to the head of the fan group, so that she can be notified of anything as soon as possible, and when she learns that Momo in reality is a girl, she will chat with Momo from time to time.
"Sister Yu, there is a blog post on the Internet that is aimed at you recently, do you know?"
Zhao Mengyu, who was in class, after seeing it, she replied a little confused: "What blog post, I don't know wow, I thought the media had forgotten about me, which media is so face-saving, and after so long, you still want to fire me, can you earn manuscript fees..."
Ignoring Zhao Mengyu's quipping words, Momo directly sent her the link, and asked by the way: "Sister Yu, it's not me gossiping, it's just curiosity, is that Wang Xingyan really your boyfriend?" β
Zhao Mengyu, who only glanced at the title, didn't have time to read it all, and hurriedly replied when he saw this: "Xiao Momo, why are you like the group of people on the Internet, saying that the wind is the rain, this is not good." She's not my boyfriend yet, and someone like me won't hide it if she has a boyfriend. β
Seeing Zhao Mengyu's reply, Momo breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it's not that bad, Sister Yu is still Sister Yu in her heart, "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" is still the "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" in her heart. At this moment, in her heart, Wang Xingyan, the lyricist who had already decided that it was Sister Yu, had a personal character problem, she must have wanted to be famous and crazy, she dared to copy everything, and kept Sister Yu in the dark.
At this time, Momo noticed Sister Yu's reply, "She's not my boyfriend yet", it's bad! This tone, I must have been interested in Sister Yu for him, what can I do?!
Just because Wang Xingyan can do such a shoddy thing, plus Sister Yu is so simple, it's over, Sister Yu must be stupid and doesn't know anything! was so anxious that he was like ants on a hot pot, but because of the relatively unfamiliar relationship between the two, he didn't think of any useful way.
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Wang Xingyan, who was listening carefully to the class, noticed that Zhao Mengyu, who was sitting next to him, was constantly pulling his clothes, tilted his head, looked at Zhao Mengyu with an anxious face in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong, is your stomach uncomfortable?" Forgot that? Tell you, I'm not going to buy it for you, it's a shame. β
"......" Zhao Mengyu, who wanted to punch the thief face in front of him, secretly calmed down his restless emotions, coughed, and said: "We are in trouble, no, to be precise, you are in trouble, and then you are in trouble, and then you implicate me." β
After hearing this, Wang Xingyan stared at her even more suspiciously.
"See for yourself, the beast has come back."
"Professor?" Wang Xingyan, who felt inexplicable, took the mobile phone handed by Zhao Mengyu, and after reading it, his original frivolous expression became more strange inexplicably.
Zhao Mengyu, who was holding her cheek with one hand, was guessing what Wang Xingyan's expression would be after reading it, when a broken thought reached her small ears.
"This little slut can really jump, I haven't gone to find his business, he dares to jump out and stir up trouble first, this is really a famous person, and his brain has degenerated? β¦β¦β
Zhao Mengyu, who thought that Wang Xingyan was stunned, touched him a few times nervously.
Wang Xingyan, who came back to his senses, looked at Zhao Mengyu, who was nervous, and said with a smile: "It's okay, good girl, I'm here." β
As the so-called wicked have their own wicked grinding, looking at Wang Xingyan who was smiling in front of him, Zhao Mengyu wisely closed his mouth, but his eyes were full of anticipation when he looked at him.