Chapter 39: The Provocation of the Qingjiang Writers' Association
Half an hour later, Qingjiang Writers' Association and Wu Changfeng's Weibo were offline.
Wu Xie's Weibo comments exploded again, and there were many discussions.
"The second Weibo war Wu Xie won again. That's great! β
"Oh my God, it's finally won, classmate Wu Xie, hurry up and update, I still have to live as a husband and wife with the female ticket."
"Hahaha, upstairs properly pull hatred. Hurry up and update the first intimate contact, author please. β
A gentleman is hard to chase after a horse.
Wu Xie logged on to the Chinese website and updated the latest chapter.
After a preliminary breview, the total amount of rewards is more than 2 million, and there are more than 10,000 monthly passes. The first two pages of the comment section are in a state of red. Looking back, it is the envy and jealousy of some street fighters.
"It's good to have a big number of jΓΉ, ask for a recommendation, or chapter push."
"Oh my God. is really a genius writer, a novel is so popular, it's really enviable, when can I have such a result. β
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Ten minutes later, Wu Xie finished washing up and glanced at the computer before going to bed.
The second Weibo scolding war is over tonight, but the debate about online novels and online writers is still endless.
Wu Xie believes that this is a good thing, and the truth is that the more you argue, the clearer it becomes.
With the gradual fermentation of time, the official Weibo of various media, the onlookers and forwards of fans from all walks of life, the number of Wu Xie's personal fans has risen sharply.
Now he has more than 30,000 followers.
Among them, there are three ways to source fans.
The first is the fans attracted by the Weibo scolding war.
The second is the readership of Mulan Ci and the first intimate contact.
The third is a relatively pure fan, a simple "cult of personality".
Of course, the first and second paths have the most fans, and the third has fewer fans. The previous encirclement and suppression of Wu Changfeng and the official Weibo of the Qingjiang Writers Association were all committed by the third type of fans.
The prestige value in the game ring also reached 18200, which made Wu Xie dance for a while.
Fame, the only currency of the superstar game, can participate in the Grand Wheel draw, and it costs 100,000 Fame points just once.
After seeing the magical functions of the wish come true and the green hat, he had expectations for superstar props in his heart.
The day is long before he becomes the world's biggest superstar!
In front of dim lights.
Wu Xie's first fan looked at the victory of the second Weibo war and couldn't help but let out a roar of victory. And with this victory, the number of his fans also grew rapidly, from two or three hundred to five or six hundred.
He excitedly opened his fan list when a familiar ID came into his eyes, making him almost jump.
It was Wu Xie, the author of the first intimate contact, his idol.
He turned out to be paying attention to himself.
They are fans of each other!
The thumping little heart gradually calmed down, but in the next moment, it became violently beating.
Oh, my God!
Wu Xie's personal Weibo actually @ me, and thanked me.
"@ε΄ιͺδΈε·η²δΈ, there are also readers and netizens who like Wu Xie, Wu Xie thanks you all and hopes you go to bed early."
Wu Xie's Weibo, he read it three times over and over again, and his excitement not only did not weaken, but became more and more high.
He has never been a star chaser, and he hates star chasers. But for some reason, the moment Wu Xie's poems were published on the Internet, he fell in love with his words, the sorrow and emotion between the lines.
He has also read other poems and songs, but none of them, even a single poem like Wu Xie's masterpiece, makes his heart vivid, from the heart of the mountains uplifted, and his heart is surging.
Perhaps this is the power of literature.
This is Wu Xie's personal charm.
Early the next morning.
Wu Xie opened Weibo with the smartphone he had just bought, and suddenly found that there were more than 1,000 comments since he fell asleep. It stands to reason that the second Weibo war is over, and the hot spots are gradually receding, why are there so many comments and messages?
Could it be?
Sure enough.
There are a lot of comments, but the content is surprisingly consistent.
All of them are @Wu Xie, let him go to the Weibo of the Qingjiang Writers' Association to take a look.
Wu Xie quickly opened the Weibo of the Qingjiang Writers' Association, his eyes were slightly marked, and then his face showed a smile.
The latest Weibo of the Qingjiang Writers Association is as follows.
"I don't know if there is a literary nature, but I know that books are only published on the Internet, and even simplified books cannot be published, so what kind of writer is it."
This Weibo was posted at three o'clock in the morning, when Wu Xie fell asleep.
Wu Xie wanted to reply at the bottom, but found that the Qingjiang Writers' Association also seemed to be afraid of Wu Xie's "water army" fans, so he closed the comment.
This Weibo, if you don't understand the reason for the matter, you naturally don't understand, but anyone who experienced the scolding battle between Wu Xie and Wu Changfeng and Qingjiang yesterday knows it.
This book is worth the first intimate contact, and the bullseye is aimed at Wu Xie.
also ridiculed that the first intimate contact was not literary, and his heart was condemnable.
Rao is clay man also has three points of anger, and Wu Xie's temper will not be afraid of things at all.
You can do it, you beep, you can't be blind **** or something.
"Qingjiang Writers' Association, I recruited you to provoke you. Last night to give you face, there were some things that were not spoken. But you don't want to think about it, in recent years, the Qingjiang Writers Association has been able to have a few literary works that can be mastered, and they are popular and applauded in the market. Didn't I just write a best-selling web novel that made you jealous. A writer's association unit like you, like a concubine in the ancient palace, suddenly one day was favored by the emperor, and he was fluttering, and he couldn't see the good of others. is still preaching everywhere outside, Your Majesty, you must be wet with rain and dew. β
"Ya, didn't you say that my novels are not literary, that my novels can only be published on the Internet, not published! I'll let you know after a while that online novels can also be published, and they can also be popular and applauded. @ζΈ ζ±δ½ε, let you complacent writers wash your faces and wait to be slapped in the face. β
After Wu Xie left these two Weibo posts, he closed Weibo, prepared textbooks with Qian Wude, and went to a canteen to buy breakfast.
But almost within five minutes of this Weibo being sent, these two Weibo posts seemed to have magic power, and they were forwarded by countless fans and media.
What is called a hot spot, this is called a hot spot.
What is called arrogance, this is called arrogance.
I thought that Qingjiang Writers' Association was arrogant enough, but Wu Xie was even more arrogant.
Relieved, so relieved!
Although it is only a few lines and more than 100 words, it reveals the backbone and arrogance that a literati should have.
Envy!
College students should have such vigor and determination to argue with authority.
What should I do if others slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me?
Naturally, it's ****, ****, ****, ****......
Don't ask why, it's just one word - do!
From beginning to end, this is the truth of Wu Xie's way of dealing with the world.
He doesn't understand flattery, he doesn't understand groveling, he doesn't accept lowliness, what he understands is that people respect me a point, and I still pay an inch.