"Hey, Tang Dou, manager, look at Brother Hao's Weibo!"

Out of the door, in the corridor, Li Bao shouted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Moreover, the sound is still like a wave, wave after wave.

The door is soundproofed, but the tenants still hear it and are still dissatisfied.

Fortunately, they had just opened the door, and Li Bao had already slipped into the room.

Huache heard Li Bao's voice, rolled his eyes, and said, "Don't scream, the Internet has exploded, we still don't know?" ”

Belch.

Li Bao was stunned, and his eyes widened unconsciously.

It's only been a long time, from Qian Hao's Weibo to the time he ran over, it was only two minutes, and these guys actually knew?

However, this is the case.

As soon as Qian Hao's Weibo was updated, the fans who followed it immediately found out.

Immediately, there was an uproar.

Who is Zheng Tong, Qian Hao actually dares to respond like this!

Is this ignorance, or is it hubris?

However, their reaction has already been calculated. Because of Zheng Tong, not many of them know about it.

They grew up reading youth literature, where do they know Zheng Tong's generation.

It was precisely because of this that Qian Hao's domineering response made them applaud and cheer. Of course, it also spread around, and even openly ran to provoke Wu Xueguang.

If it weren't for that, it wouldn't have spread all over Weibo in just a few minutes.

After it spread, there were many comments on Qian Hao's response. Qian Hao's response was like a depth charge, blowing up the entire literary world.

But then again, no matter how many people evaluate, there are only those three kinds of evaluations.

First, support.

Most of the fans who seem to be Qian Hao support it unconditionally.

Second, ridicule.

seems to be ordinary netizens, as long as they know Zheng Tong, most of them are unconditionally ridiculed.

Third, needless to say, people don't like literature, so how can they have time to pay attention to your?

Speaking of ridicule, Li Bao and others looked at Weibo, and they didn't feel that their teeth were sour.

Without him, there are too many people who mock him.

If it weren't for Qian Hao being famous and having a large group of fans to help him, I'm afraid it would have turned into a black sea.

However, even so, Qian Hao still managed to recruit a large number of black friends.

These people are not brainless, but this is terrifying. They said the facts, laid out the evidence, and explained the gap between Qian Hao and Zheng Tong.

Finally, a conclusion is drawn.

"Qian Hao challenged Zheng Tong, which is like a painter challenging a painter. This is the art and the way, no, it is inferior in all aspects. ”

Seeing the comments on the Internet, Wu Xueguang finally laughed.

"Haha, Qian Hao, Qian Hao, I see how embarrassed you will be then."

To be honest, Qian Hao responded to the battle, Wu Xueguang really didn't expect it. In his opinion, as long as the brain is fine, he will not fight.

Wu Xueguang also paid attention, but Zheng Tong didn't pay attention at all. Not to mention responding, he didn't even bother to laugh at Qian Hao.

All in all, not many people are looking forward to this fight.

Even Yang Dazhi, Feng Hua and others, although they pinned their hopes on Qian Hao, hoped that he would elevate the status of online literature. But in this matter, there is still a pessimistic attitude.

As for other online writers, many of them couldn't help but discuss it in Longkong.

Other sites, naturally die hard black money Hao, especially the author of the century. Even if the author of the prosperous era didn't want to ridicule, his tone was still unconsciously a little sarcastic.

For making such remarks, Qian Hao naturally knows the consequences.

He really didn't care, though.

Works that have been tested by time, he believes, will also shine here.

After packing up the computer, he saw that it was not early, so he said to Lu Xiaoping: "Girl, let's go out to eat." ”

For what happened just now, Lu Xiaoping was still a little worried.

Therefore, at this moment, she couldn't help but ask: "Mouse, that Zheng Tong is quite famous." ”

Just now, she didn't speak, and silently checked Zheng Tong.

Qian Hao smiled, not at ease, and said lazily while going out to call Li Bao and others: "Girl, you can rest assured." ”

After a while, the group left the hotel and found a restaurant to eat.

By the time I finished eating, it was already half past twelve.

The group didn't care, and returned to the hotel with a smile. However, when they returned, everyone packed up their things and prepared to go back to their respective homes.

At about one o'clock, Qian Hao packed up his things, said goodbye to everyone, and led Lu Xiaoping straight to the airport.

Although the plane was fast, it was almost five o'clock when they got home.

Tired but not tired, come back and help cook.

When the meal was ready, the family sat around under the lamplight, talking and laughing.

Qian Hao generally doesn't interject, buries his head in eating, and listens to the adults talk about some household things. In fact, it's all their own family affairs, such as what my grandmother did with my second uncle.

Another example is the matter of the third uncle.

Speaking of this, Qian Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

The third uncle of his family is shrewd, otherwise he would not have earned millions of family properties. It's a pity that I was deceived by my wife's younger brother this year and almost went bankrupt.

The company went out of business and owed a large sum of money.

Not to mention going home for the New Year, I don't even dare to tell others about my whereabouts.

No, the fellows who worked in his factory couldn't find him and came to their village to make trouble. It is said that the old house of his third uncle was also kicked out by those people.

Speaking of Qian Hao's third uncle, Father Qian couldn't help sighing, "I don't know when this bankruptcy will be relieved." ”

Qian Hao was silent and wanted to help, but he heard that the third uncle was still trapped inside.

Even if you go bankrupt, you still have to engage in that kind of thing like a pyramid scheme.

So, what else can he do to help?

After returning home, the smell of the New Year became stronger.

Those who worked outside came back one after another, and they gathered at the head of the village when they had nothing to do, this one to talk about their own experiences, and the other to tell the stories they had heard.

For a while, the whole village was very lively.

Qian Hao was not idle, walking around scenic spots with his own hair, or playing on the streets. Even, under his auspices, he also held a rare elementary school reunion.

On this day, it was already twenty-eight, and it was really the New Year in two days.

Qian Hao didn't go out, helping at home, or running to Lu Zhan's house to help.

At nine o'clock in the morning, he also killed chickens with Lu Xiaoping. He caught the chicken, and Lu Xiaoping cut the chicken's neck with a knife.

At the door, people passing by couldn't help but laugh when they saw it.

Lu Xiaoping's face was slightly red, red and fluttering, and it was cute. Qian Hao couldn't help but keep staring, and said with a hippie smile: "My girl is really virtuous, and she can kill chickens." ”

"you, hmph, be careful to give you a bite on your neck."

The two chatted jokingly while dealing with chickens and ducks.

But at this moment, the two suddenly heard an argument. When I looked up, I saw a large number of people gathered at the head of the village.

Moreover, Father Qian also ran out, passing by Lu Zhan's family, that is, in front of Qian Hao and Lu Xiaoping, and went straight to the head of the village.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Seeing this scene, Qian Hao couldn't help but ask loudly.

It's a pity that Father Qian has already gone far away, and he didn't even answer.

I don't know what's going on, it's so urgent.

Qian Hao was a little anxious, looked at the head of the village, said to Lu Xiaoping, and hurriedly put down the work in his hand.

Go straight to the head of the village. (To be continued.) )