The magazine of Huaxia Book Company is called "Time", which is the name set by Hong Yu's bad taste. At the beginning, it was a semi-monthly issue, publishing a little bit of the inside story of the court, stories of talented and beautiful women, etc., and there was also a special column to publish some current political news, but the timeliness was not so strong.

The cover character of the first issue of "Time" is, of course, grandpa Hong Shengri. This shijie has long had engraving printing and movable type printing, and printing New Year's pictures every year is engraving printing, and movable type printing is not widely used.

Of course, the printed portrait can only barely tell who it is, but the form of the magazine is still a very impactful thing in this shijie. So far, only two issues have been issued, and the second issue was only sent yesterday, but the reverse is very good, the price is cheap, the content is popular with everyone, and it sells quickly.

The next day's supplement was finally decided by Hong Yu: free!

The manuscript was written quickly, and the main manuscripts were dictated by Hong Yu, so it was very fast.

The craftsmen rushed to work overnight, and early the next morning, the first printing of 1,000 supplements was sent out, and in the Huaxia Book Company, the craftsmen were still working overtime, striving to rush out 5,000 copies in one day today.

Shopkeeper Zhao was a little worried, this free supplement is bound to affect the second issue of "Time" that has just been issued.

Hong Yu didn't care so much, he would have gone back to sleep a long time ago.

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Wen Zhaohe and a group of poor students lived in the southwest of Wudu, a typical slum area, with narrow streets and low houses, and there was not a single tall building in sight.

The poor students all live here, and they came back late yesterday, and they were hit hard, so everyone got together and drank a stuffy meal, borrowing wine to drown their sorrows, and as a result, they slept until noon and woke up, but fortunately they didn't have to go to class today.

He washed up and went out to eat.

As he walked down the road, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Uncle Liu, who sells baked cakes at the mouth of the alley, must greet him with a smile when he sees him as a scholar on weekdays, and maybe he will force his twelve-year-old snot girl to send him a few baked cakes.

But today, Uncle Liu looked at him with strange eyes, and quickly dragged his daughter into the stall.

Wen Zhaohe was a little strange, he didn't pay much attention to it, he still walked forward, and gradually he felt that the neighbors who were kind on weekdays were a little weird, and they didn't say hello when they met, and they were still pointing at him behind his back.

Wen Zhaohe was furious, in the past, he held his head high, and these lowly poor people also nodded and greeted him with a smile, because he was a talented man of Liling Academy, the leader of the cold sect, destined to soar into the sky, and he would be high in the future!

These despicable guys, what's wrong with today, big dog!

walked all the way to the small restaurant where he usually eats, originally at this time, the shopkeeper should have been very enthusiastic to welcome out, because he was eating here, and the chubby Wang San, the owner of the small restaurant, had a lot of face.

But today, when he entered the restaurant and sat down, no one came to greet him! The shopkeeper had already seen him, but he pretended not to see him! Wen Zhaohe was annoyed: "Little Er!"

A few shopkeepers, you push me, I push you, no one wants to come over, and finally Wang San walked out from behind the counter, came to Wen Zhaohe with a cold face, and said bluntly: "You go to eat elsewhere, I don't welcome you here." ”

Wen Zhaohe got erect: "That's what you said! I don't know how many restaurants around here want to invite me! Hmph!"

Wang San sneered: "That was before!"

As he spoke, he threw a magazine in front of Wen Zhaohe. Wen Zhaohe picked it up and saw that the supplement was relatively much simpler, with no printing on the cover, but a few headlines printed diagonally and enlarged font.

"The femme fatale woman pretends to be a beautiful girl and plays Wudu people and gods are angry!"

"The shame of Liling, the misfortune of Confucianism - the conspiracy of Xuezheng Ran Xiu Xiushan Autumn will be shattered!"

"The scum of the poor family, acting for the tiger - Wen Zhao and the sycophants failed!"

"A "Song of Righteousness", who will compete through the ages!"

Wen Zhaohe's head buzzed, he knew Time magazine. From the very beginning, "Time" has captured the appetite of some low-level people in Wudu, as if around here, a copy of "Time" has been borrowed and borrowed, and in fact, dozens of people may have read it.

At first, he thought that this magazine was very novel and estimated that the prospects were good, but he never imagined that it would be directly used to attack him.

He quickly turned to the page of "The Scum of the Poor Family, Acting for the Tiger", which recorded in detail what he did at the Xiushan Autumn Meeting, and "Time" magazine used spoken language, which everyone could understand!

Originally, his behavior was very unbearable, and this report was from Hong Yu's position, and he was described as lowly and inferior, which was disgusting.

The article zuihou is even more blunt and scolded: This is the so-called leader of the poor family? The author thinks this is a sycophant leader, right? Poor students, do you really think that such a person can lead you to find a bright future? Wake up, this kind of person, the gentleman disdains to be with him, even if he is a villain, he does not despise his personality! His existence is the shame of every poor student, and the dark side of Liling Academy!

Wen Zhaohe was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he was about to tear up this supplement, but Wang Sanyan quickly snatched it with his hand, and sneered: "What's the use of tearing up my part? In the entire Wudu, it is said that there are already 3,000 copies in circulation, and they are still increasing. It's free, even if it's 10,000 points, you can send it out!"

Wen Zhaohe's head buzzed, 10,000 points, it's free! This is to put himself and Ran Xiuqi to death! Who has such a big hatred? And has such a big stroke?

He suddenly understood that along the way, those neighbors treated him coldly and pointed at him. Originally, here, Wen Zhaohe, who was like above the clouds, was completely beaten into the dust.

Wang San sneered: "We really didn't expect that the incomparably tall Wen Dacai in front of us turned out to be such a person, you go and lick the upper of the second prince's shoes, we don't welcome you here!"

The surrounding diners were also angry, and some even shouted with their fists: "We don't welcome you here!"

"You can go to whoever you like to eat, I see who else is willing to do your business!"

Wen Zhaohe walked out dejectedly, stood on the street at the door, and suddenly felt as if he had become the sinner pointed out by Qianfu! He thought that this was his illusion, and he fixed his mind, and then he found that it was not, and there were many people gathered on the street, all of whom were neighbors who lived nearby, and everyone was pointing fingers at him and talking to each other.

Wen Zhaohe knew that he was finished, and for a poor student, even his reputation was ruined, what future could he have.

"Poof!" he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell limply.

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