Liu Zelai rushed to the provincial courtyard and came to a conference room on the fifth floor of the main building.

As a supplement editor and reporter of cultural news, Liu Zelai often comes to the institute to participate in some work seminars or something, so he is familiar with this place.

When he entered the conference room, he looked at it, okay! Editors of several major print supplements and cultural reporters from the city's major print media outlets have arrived, sitting at their tables drinking tea and smoking.

Among them is Zhang Chenggong, the editor of the Dahe supplement of Hexi Daily, the two are old friends, and they often eat and drink together.

"Zelai, sit here!" Zhang Chenggong saw Liu Ze coming in, patted the vacant seat beside him and greeted him.

Liu Zelai sat down.

He greeted and exchanged pleasantries with these colleagues.

Someone asked him: "Zelai, Yuan Yan suddenly called our editor-in-chief, saying that someone reported that Xiao Fei's novel "Fish Walking on Land" was plagiarism, and said that there was conclusive evidence, what is going on?" ”

Liu Zelai spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "How do I know this, the leader asked me to come and take a look, and I came over." ”

Someone asked with great interest: "Do you think it is possible that it is really plagiarism?" ”

"Impossible! Xiao Fei is just a country kid, and the environment in which he lives determines that he has nowhere to plagiarize other people's works! This is definitely someone who is guilty of pink eye, squirting people with blood! Liu Zelai said angrily.

"But, don't you think it's a bit incredible for a 19-year-old child to write such a work of atmosphere, maturity, thought, and high value?" The editor who asked the first question pressed sharply.

At this time, Zhang Chenggong said leisurely on the side: "The world of geniuses is a person with high talent who cannot be fathomed by mortals. Always able to emerge at a very young age, many figures in history have proven to us with their own stories. ”

Zhang Chenggong is not tall, with an elegant atmosphere, and a bit of an old-school literati.

He was obviously on Liu Zelai's side, and he didn't believe in Xiao Fei's plagiarism.

In fact. Most of these reporters didn't believe it.

This is still because Yuan's grim character is too poor, and everyone maintains a seven-point doubt about what he did.

The reason why there was a dispute was because Xiao Fei was indeed too young to write such a big book. Everyone could not help but be suspicious.

After all, these people are all peers in the industry, and they often deal with each other, and they can't get angry when they quarrel, so they just argue a few words and pull the topic to other aspects.

After Liu Ze came. People from the major media in the provincial capital are here.

But, wait, wait, wait.

I drank two cups of tea and smoked a few cigarettes, but I didn't see Yuan Yan come out to meet.

"This shelf is too big, isn't it?" An editor muttered, his tone very dissatisfied.

"Kidding us? Hurry over and just dry the big guy like this, what's going on? The other said angrily.

That's when it happened. Footsteps rang out in the hallway outside the door.

Yuan Yan came with Zheng Ming Shi Ran.

The reason he showed up so late was because he wanted to make sure nothing went wrong when he met with reporters, so. In his office, he taught Zheng Ming how to speak and how to throw out the news when he met with reporters, and told him that this could be an important opportunity for him.

Get it right, with the explosive news of "Xiao Fei's plagiarism", maybe he will also become famous in one fell swoop.

Zheng Ming was very impatient with this. But he also listened with a frown and a look of disdain.

He gave Yuan a grim feeling of being the kind of literati who was dragged and had a lot of contempt for the powerful.

Well! That's what I want. When those reporters meet Zheng Ming in this way, they will believe everything he says more. If Zheng Ming really came up with strong evidence, this matter would be done today.

Everything is in place now.

is just waiting to drop this bomb that is destined to make a sensation in the literary world again.

Yuan Yan entered the conference room with a spring breeze on his face.

Zheng Ming dragged his head high, looking like his biggest style, and slowly came to the conference room.

"Hello everyone! It's been a long wait. Yuan Yan greeted, very amiable.

Liu Zelai saw Zheng Ming behind Yuan Yan, but he was stunned. Not only Liu Zelai, but also Zhang Chenggong and other editors and reporters were also surprised, looking incredulous.

How could it be him? Liu Zelai was a little ridiculous in his heart.

Yuan Yan saw everyone's reaction, but he smiled proudly, it seems that although this Zheng Ming is stinky and hard like a stone in a pit, it can shock people!

"Let me introduce to you, this is the real author of "Fish Walking on Land", Mr. Zheng Ming, he has conclusive evidence to prove that "Fish Walking on Land" is a work written by him, now, let Mr. Zheng Ming explain it to you!" Yuan Yan solemnly launched Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming also dragged cool forward.

He was about to speak.

Liu Zelai took a step forward, pointed at Zheng Ming and said, "Vice President Yuan, are you sure that this is the person you said accused Xiao Fei of plagiarizing his works?" ”

Zhang Chenggong showed a meaningful smile in the back.

Several other editors and reporters glanced at each other, and some of them couldn't hold back and began to laugh.

Yuan Yan frowned, he saw the abnormal reaction of Liu Zelai and others, and felt very weird, and a very bad feeling rose in his heart.

But Yuan Yan still nodded stubbornly: "Yes!" Is there anything wrong? ”

Liu Zelai laughed: "Hahaha! Vice President Yuan, you're kidding, right? You ask all the supplement editors here, who doesn't know this Mr. Zheng Ming? ”

"I know him." The editor nodded in agreement.

"I know him, too, and he makes a weekly trip to my office, with his ghostly manuscript, and orders me to send out his great work!" Zhang Chenggong looked incredulous, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Yuan Yan was a little confused: "What's the matter?" Is Zheng Ming famous? ”

The editors laughed and said nothing, and in the end, Liu Zelai was kind and told Yuan Yan the truth: This Mr. Zheng Ming is a schizophrenia patient! Commonly known as neurosis! He was a bit paranoid, running around newspapers all day long with his well-written manuscripts, looking for supplement editors, and strongly demanding that his own manuscripts be published, arrogantly believing that his articles were world-class, that he was the greatest writer in the world, or something.

That's why all the editors and reporters here today know Zheng Ming......

Yuan Yan listened, his old face turned black and purple with shame, he wanted to say two sentences to explain the scene, but looking at the unconcealed sneer on the faces of the editors, he couldn't stay any longer, snorted coldly, left Zheng Ming, turned around and left.

He never thought that he originally wanted to slap his face, but he made a big joke, and it is estimated that today's incident will form a new joke, which will be widely circulated in the circle of Central Plains City, and his face will be lost. (To be continued)