Not satisfied with the price? What's the meaning? Are you satisfied with Wu Heng's asking price? Why don't you come out and confront
This is really subtle, it sounds like a mockery, and it seems to be implying something, making people confused.
The barrage area was swiped by question marks and inquiries. Suddenly, several angry long barrages appeared in the barrage area, attracting everyone's attention.
——Don't be led to the rhythm! This hacking dog deliberately threw out such a screenshot that is still uncertain, just to let us shift our attention to 2 million, and give us a kind of water without a trace. He did spend money to find the sound of water and bought a reconciliation. Hint, in this way, we will take it for granted that this hacking dog is the sound of gurgling water, don't be deceived!
- Eat melons wisely! Eat melons wisely! I can take ten such screenshots in one minute, no matter how many!
——Fuck! I'm furious! I now also think this is a hacking dog. Shui University does have a trumpet named Heng Wu, but after Jiangtian.com opened a new site, both his account and his account data were migrated to the new site, and the account of the old site was long ago abandoned! Two days ago, after the old site of Jiangtian.com was reopened, many old accounts were stolen by the studio, and the old accounts of Shui University were also stolen! The big fans in the reader group know this!
--right! This time the old site of Jiangtian.com is open because Jiangtian.com has launched an anniversary feedback event, allowing unsigned authors who have published works on the old site to exempt a series of review procedures and directly Sign up with Xinjiang Skynet, and there are rewards to get! Many studios took a fancy to this business opportunity and stole a lot of old accounts with published works, trying to sell them to those who have been unable to sign up on Xinjiang Skynet!
——I now very much suspect that the trumpets of Muggong Shuisheng and Shui Wuhen in the old station have all been stolen by the studio. The confrontation this time is actually because the studio is discovering that the works published by Muggong Shuisheng have something to do with Shui Wuhen. After similarities, the purpose of a self-directed and self-acted play was to use this method to blackmail Shui Wuhen.
- Don't be distracted everyone! Ask the blogger to prove yourself that you are the sound of water. Before you prove your identity, your words will be dealt with in rhythm! Don't fool us with those screenshots that can be faked 10,000 photos casually, you have to hammer it!
As soon as these few barrages came out, the people who asked questions in the live broadcast room disappeared immediately. Many people were persuaded by these statements and started to ask bloggers to prove their identity again.
…
Qi Cong turned off the microphone.
Seeing this, Shen Jia, who was instructed to keep quiet, immediately put down his mobile phone and walked over, a little excited, a little worried, and a little surprised: "Shui Jun actually started to guide the wind direction of the live broadcast room according to what you told me to say 'self-directed and self-acted', They really have a way to wash away those who seek reconciliation. Brother Cong, you are so smart. But, can you really hook Wu Heng out with this rhythm? What if he doesn't come out all the time? "
"He'll come out." Qi Cong took a sip of water, his eyes fell on the scrolling bullet screen area, his eyes were gloomy, "It took nearly a year from the time I used the social account to log off to Shui Wuhen's post. You don't know Shui Wuhen, so you don't know Shui Wuhen's temperament, he is actually a bit timid."
"Cowardly?" Shen Jia frowned, "He dares to copy your outline, is he still timid?"
Zhao Zhenxun turned his attention away from the live broadcast room and looked sideways at Qi Cong.
Qi Cong nodded: "He is very timid, which is particularly evident in his selection of materials and plot construction. He dare not try new themes, dare not use too novel and controversial characters and plots, and dare not try tragic endings... Such a person must have struggled for a long time before deciding to use my outline."
Shen Jia didn't understand and couldn't help urging Qi Cong: "Brother Cong, please explain clearly."
Qi Cong put down the water glass and explained further: "Such a timid and hesitant person, he finally decided to copy my outline, and even used the title of the book and the title of the protagonist together. He was suddenly so bold, I thought about it again and again. Thinking about it, I think it should be because of two points. First, the old site of Jiangtian.com was closed, and the "Chivalrous Bone" I published disappeared from the public's sight. Second, he must have confirmed from a certain channel that the sound of murmuring water will never appear again. . To put it simply, he probably thought I was dead."
Shen Jia was sluggish, and then quickly turned his head and poohed twice: "What can't die, Tong Yan Wuji Tong Yan Wuji."
Zhao Zhenxun looked Qi Cong up and down strangely, and inserted the topic: "So you just asked Jia Jia to talk like that to give Wu Heng an illusion that you are not Cong Cong Shuisheng himself?"
Qi Cong looked at Zhao Zhenxun and nodded: "Yes. He will only come out if he thinks I'm not the sound of water."
Zhao Zhenxun asked: "Why do you have to let him out? You can throw away the evidence, and he will still be ruined."
"It's not the same." Qi Cong retracted his gaze and looked at the computer screen again, "Although the result will be the same, I will never be able to hear his real thoughts again."
…
The audience in the live broadcast room soon discovered that the sound of the gurgling water had disappeared again. They swiped the barrage for a long time and could not get a response, and the irritability in their hearts gradually accumulated. Under the crazy rhythm of the navy army, many people couldn't help but explode.
——Hoohao dog get out, get out, get out!
——Did the evidence go to the scene? md, we have all been tricked by this hacking dog! No wonder Wu Heng didn't come, he probably knew that this blogger was a fake!
- What about people? What about people? Don't hide and be silent, get out!
"I am still here."
The unique male voice of the voice changer sounded again, and at the same time, the mouse on the screen was moved, and the settings of the live broadcast room were opened and changed, and then the live broadcast room screen became only a short screenshot of that station, no longer a computer screen.
After that, the voice of typing and the voice of the private chat on Weibo rang out one after another, and the male voice continued: "Again, I'm Gumbling Shuisheng, not a hacker. As for the evidence... When will Shui Wuhen come, and when will I give the rest? evidence below."
With the response, the barrage was brushed more and more intensively.
——You, a hacking dog, dare to ask Shui Da to come and accompany you to waste time, hurry up and prove your identity! Hurry up and give evidence!
- What were you doing behind everyone's back just now? what have you done
——What are you asking Wu Heng to do, is it convenient for you to blackmail him! roll roll roll!
——I see that you have no evidence in your hands! Everyone, let's go, don't give this studio heat, the studio is *** tonight!
The barrage became more and more dirty, and the male voice ignored it. After a while, he changed the live broadcast screen back to grabbing the computer screen, and continued to say in that plain and irritating tone: "I'm not a studio either. You can decide for yourself whether a short screenshot is a p-picture or not. Don't insist that Shui Wuhen's account has been stolen. His side is just a one-sided word. I have logged in to Jiangtian.com and gave a screenshot. , but you believe him and question me, what is the reason?"
- That's because the evidence you gave can't prove that you're not hacking! !
——Ah, I'm so anxious! I'm so pissed!
The audience was furious with the rogue-like justification of the gurgling sound of water, and more and more people were rude.
Suddenly, a mobile phone ringtone came out from the live broadcast room.
At the same time, a rainbow bridge appeared in the sky above the live broadcast room, and colorful candies fell colorfully - that was the special effect of the gift in the Weibo live broadcast room, and it was the special effect of the most expensive gift.
The system prompt appeared immediately above the live broadcast room: [Reviewing the flowers sent the anchor a rainbow bridge, let's collect rainbow candy together! 】
The barrage that swiped excitedly froze for a moment, and everyone was stunned.
who? Who gave the blogger a rainbow bridge
The male voice that had just started another conversation also disappeared.
The live broadcast room seemed to be hit by the pause button.
In the live broadcast room where only the mobile phone was ringing, a new barrage appeared in the stagnant barrage area.
Looking back at the flowers: Who were the people who vomited just now? Also, isn't Wu Heng here yet
no respond.
Looking back at Hua Cong: To be a navy soldier, you also need to pay attention to quality. You can help Wu Heng to clean up, you can take the rhythm and lead the trend, but don't personally attack a poor new rights defender.
Looking back at the flowers: It's still early, I'll accompany everyone to wait for Wu Heng to come over.
Qi Cong returned to his senses, and almost hurriedly turned off the microphone, all the calm and calm before. He frowned, staring at the Rainbow Bridge that was still throwing candy in the live broadcast room, and didn't speak for a while.
Zhao Zhenxun went to pick up Qi Cong's phone that had been shaking, looked at the call above, and said to Qi Cong: "The strange number should be called from Wu Heng, but the speed is quite fast, you just sent him a private message on Weibo. , he's here. You pick it up? Or I pick it up?"
Qi Cong returned to his senses, looked up at Zhao Zhenxun, thought for a while, and replied, "Please, Broker Zhao, help me pick it up, I don't want Wu Heng to hear my real voice."
Zhao Zhenxun nodded, took his mobile phone and sat on the sofa next to him, answered the phone, and pressed the speakerphone.
Shen Jia immediately moved to Qi Cong's side, glanced at the Rainbow Bridge on the screen, and then at Qi Cong, his expression twisted strangely, and then moved his gaze to Zhao Zhenxun.
After the call was connected, a raspy male voice that obviously did not belong to Wu Heng came out, saying only three words: "Five million."
Zhao Zhenxun said in the tone of his stepfather, which he usually used to scare Shen Jia: "If Wu Heng is whitewashed this time, then my live broadcast this time is equivalent to giving Wu Heng a wave of popularity. You and Dongying can take the opportunity to give " The second part of "Chivalry" is pre-promoting."
The other side did not speak.
"Using me to clean up, you don't have to offend Gu Xun."
"Six million, no more."
Zhao Zhenxun continued to analyze: "And if I don't help Wu Heng to clean up, and kill Wu Heng, it is plagiarism, and I throw out a few evidence that others can't tell the truth from the fake, do you think that the second part of "Chivalry" will still be watched? And those screenwriters, actors, and directors who spoke out in support of you... If Wu Heng has not been whitewashed, do you think he can still stay in the industry?"
After a long silence, the opposite side said with a bit of gritted teeth: "Eight million, Wu Heng is just an online writer and a new screenwriter, don't go too far."
Zhao Zhenxun let go: "Let Wu Heng go to the live broadcast room."
"Why let Wu Heng go to the live broadcast room, you—"
Zhao Zhenxun interrupted him: "Gu Xun is in the live broadcast room, this is the best chance for Wu Heng and Gu Xun to fight for jade silk."
"…Wait!"
"I recorded the conversation, in case you lied to me and let me work in vain..."
"Give me the payment account number!"
Zhao Zhenxun put on a generous look again: "Forget it, I'll talk about this after I'm done. The audience in the live broadcast room has run out of patience. Let Wu Heng come. I'll cooperate with his words." He hung up the phone after speaking.
Shen Jia applauded: "Brother Zhao, you are so cruel!"
Qi Cong took the phone handed over by Zhao Zhenxun and said sincerely, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Zhao Zhenxun sat next to Qi Cong and gestured to the live broadcast screen with his chin, "It's late, hurry up."
…
After Gu Xun came, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room immediately became harmonious. No one sprayed dirt anymore, and everyone became a polite baby.
In the barrage area, Gu Xun's fans confessed one by one, and Gu Xun responded from time to time. Every time he responded to the fans, he would send a barrage asking "Wu Heng hasn't come yet?".
The navy did not dare to take the lead again, the rhythm of the number-stealing dog brought out by the navy before dissipated easily. Everyone returned to their original aspirations, patiently waiting for Wu Heng to come over, waiting for the confrontation between the two parties.
It was probably because Gu Xun called out too intensively, and finally, Wu Heng appeared in the barrage area.
Shui Wuhen: I opened a yy room. If you see the blogger, please come directly and privately chat with me the account name. I will give you permission to speak, and we will confront each other. Mr. Gu can also come.
A male voice appeared immediately: "I'm here."
Gu Xun also responded with a barrage.
Looking back at the flowers: here I come.
The scream instantly filled the screen.
——Ah, it’s finally here, hurry up! Come dry! !
——md! Don't swipe the screen, I can't see the room number yy, who kindly post the room number for me.
——Ah, I waited all night, finally it’s here! It’s finally here! Duck everyone!
Qi Cong turned off the microphone, searched the web and downloaded YY, then poured himself a glass of water and stared at the screen while drinking, without the excitement of finally waiting for Wu Heng.
Shen Jia worriedly called out, "Brother Gong?"
Qi Cong returned to his senses, forced the corners of his mouth to smile at Shen Jia, put down the water glass, restrained his expression, installed the downloaded yy, applied for an account, entered the yy room sent by Shui Wuhen's private message, and then I posted my account name.
He was quickly picked up by Mai.
Wu Heng's voice sounded: "Don't worry, everyone, he is here. I will explain everything clearly, it's all wrong-"
Qi Cong listened to Wu Hengtun's voice, reached out and turned on his microphone, his Adam's apple moved, and asked, "Shui Wuhen, why did you copy my plot frame? Why did you want to change Liu Fengyue's ending? Why did you pick it up? Start the plot branch that I abolished, and continue to write the remaining four different parts?"
Wu Heng suddenly silenced.
Qi Cong clenched the microphone and continued: "On June 24, 2016, I published "Chivalrous Bone", and that afternoon, I posted a post asking for advice. You are the third person who replied to my post, and the only one who responded to me in the post. This newcomer shows kindness."
"The first day I added friends, we didn't talk about the plot in depth. You taught me a lot of rules on the Jiangtianwang forum."
"From the third day, we had a discussion about the plot. You sent me the outlines and character designs of your two works, and asked me if I had made an outline for "Chivalry"."
"When I knew each other for half a month, I gave you Liu Fengyue's complete profile information."
"When I knew each other for a month, I revealed my real information for the first time, telling you that I live in Haicheng."
yy The room was deadly quiet, and those who couldn't wait to tell Shui Wuhen to ignore the murmur of water and say that this person was a fake were all dumbfounded.
The barrage area in the live broadcast room was also eerily quiet.
Everyone is stupid. And everyone can hear it, the tone of the murmur of water has changed, it is no longer so flat, and the tone is full of serious... and solemnly suppressed
Qi Cong didn't look at the comment area. He moved the mouse and clicked on the third small folder in the large folder.
Huh, a row of documents with creation dates popped up.
"Shui Wuhen, the Penguin number I used to communicate with you has indeed been cancelled, but this does not mean that I have no record of communicating with you here." Qi Cong clicked on the top and earliest document and opened it, " Didn't I tell you? I have the habit of summarizing and organizing my thoughts on a regular basis. Out of gratitude, I will take a screenshot of every more important suggestion you put forward, and then write my own understanding based on your suggestion. , and build it into a document."
A document appeared on the screen, at the top of the document, a chat record with an obvious screenshot of the Penguin chat box lay quietly, bringing the old times to the present mercilessly.
In the screenshot, the person who was noted as "Teacher Shui Wuhen" said: Will Liu Fengyue's character design be too extreme? It is a hidden man, but the murderer is like a hemp, and the reader may not accept it.
The person whose id is the flowing water replied: You are right, but if the details are laid out well, this character design may be very good.
Below the screenshot, a row of words reads like this.
[Teacher Shui Wuhen suggested that when writing a novel for the first time, the protagonist can be set to be more pleasing to the public. I think this suggestion is very practical, but unfortunately it can't be used on Liu Fengyue. I will try the teacher's suggestion of Shui Wuhen in the next book. 】
Qi Cong looked at the purple horse who clearly showed that it was a free wheat, but never made a sound. He curled his fingers unconsciously and asked, "Shui Wuhen, Wu Heng, I need an explanation."
The barrage area was quiet for a long time, and then suddenly exploded.
——Fuck! Unpredictable hammer! Ahh! Stunned my whole family, so this blogger is really a gurgling sound? ?