Chapter 120

Meng Si looked at the computer screen, his eyebrows tightened more and more, and his expression became serious.

Little Pang Xie stood aside and didn't dare to speak. Meng Si usually looked very easygoing, talked happily and often joked, but he was really serious. The people in the company were a little afraid, especially Xiao Pang. The longer he spent together, the more he knew Meng Si's character and was more measured. When the muzzle came, he should hide.

The office was quiet. When the clerk who was supposed to send materials came to the door, he felt the depressed atmosphere in the room, waved to Xiao Pang, gave him the materials and ran away. He didn't dare to go in and talk to Meng Si.

Xiao Pang tiptoed to put the document on his desk and squinted at the screen. He knew it seemed to be about Han Mo, but he didn't know what it was.

Meng Si looked at the screen, just thinking and frowning. Xiao Pang saw the content on the screen, and the document that had not been put firmly hit the table heavily, and suddenly roared.

"The writers of the association have enough to eat, close their eyes, earn their own money, write their own articles, and say these words." Xiao Pang pointed to the screen, his facial features twisted and twitched, "what is sensationalism, what is showing off words, they are. Well, don't think I don't know. Look at my brother Han. Now let's rub the heat and hype ourselves. These old guys have no ability to find a sense of existence by resisting others. Special... "

"All right, all right, keep your voice down. You're shaking me." Before Xiao Pang finished, he pointed to the screen and was so angry that he continued to scold. Mengsi beat his hand aside, rolled his eyes, straightened the collar flower at the collar and leaned back against the back of the chair.

Meng Si didn't say a word, but he was thinking about countermeasures, because dealing with these so-called influential old guys with a little background was different from dealing with his peers in the circle, so he had a headache.

This time, he was annoyed by little Pang Xie. He was suddenly relaxed. He didn't feel anything. Take a look at the boy. A white and fat little face was still twitching there. It was like an idol was defiled. He couldn't be excited.

Meng Si rolled his eyes and sighed softly, "it seems that this matter can't be handed over to you. You can only scold back. There's no other way. After a while, Han Mo came. Let him handle it by himself. "

At this time, Han Mo just walked to the door. He heard Xiao Pang yelling in the corridor. He didn't hear what he said. When he entered the office, Han Mo glanced at Xiao Pang and looked wronged.

Han Mo rarely joked and asked, "who bullied you?"

"Brother Han, I'm not bullied. It's you. Someone bullied you." Little Pang's hand shook angrily. He was so angry that he wanted to smash the screen when he saw the vice chairman of the writers' association being interviewed just now.

"I was bullied. Why don't I know?" Han Mo sat opposite Meng Si with a smile.

Meng Si didn't think Xiao Pang was so exaggerated. He turned the computer screen to the direction of Han Mo, "he said this."

What is displayed on the screen is the report of Cheng Yang, vice chairman of Beidu writers' Association, interviewed by the youth literature column, which is presented in the form of text questions and answers.

At the beginning, I asked some questions about the direction of literary development and the classification of audience groups. Then the reporter asked a question about the horseman.

"Recently, a group of excellent young writers have indeed emerged, such as the knight of the horse. His" journey around the dream "has a high sales volume and has been made into an animated film. Do you think his success is necessarily related to the needs of our current readers? "

In fact, during the interview, the reporter took out the Royal Knight just to increase the topic. After all, the Royal knight is too hot now. Cheng Yang can continue to ask questions after a few comments. The interview effect must be better. The topic of the Royal knight can bring out a wave of onlookers.

However, the reporter never thought that it was just a live Q & a link on wechat, which was still in the form of text. Generally, the interviewees would not have too much problems.

He obviously underestimated Cheng Yang. He is not an ordinary person.

"The horse riding knight is just a cancer of today's Internet proliferation. He is just a clown who shows off his words. He is a young man according to his age, but he can't afford the title of a writer."

The reporter in charge of the interview was silly. Because it was a text live broadcast, the questions answered by Cheng Yang were directly displayed on the wechat page, and there was no way to modify them. Unless Cheng Yang was willing to delete it, the second topic about the Royal Horse knight was not carried out, so he hurriedly changed other questions and ended the interview.

Han Mo looked at the time at the bottom of the screen. The interview had just ended. He not only looked at his own questions, but also scanned other contents, and then turned the computer back to Meng Si's direction.

"Brother Han, are you angry after reading it? Say it when you are unhappy. We are all our own people. Don't hold it in your heart. " Xiao Pang said angrily.

"Well, if Han Mo is as surprised as you, he won't be a horse knight. It's time to change his name to spicy little crab." Meng Si put his hands around his chest, leaned back on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, took a sip of coffee in his hands.

Xiao Pang was unconvinced and said, "I'm angry for brother Han. Cheng Yang is a writer's Association. He's great. What's the qualification to judge others? He doesn't like it because he has no taste. Our readers like it and fans like it. Brother Han, I support you. Brother Han, I love you." Xiao Pang suddenly shouted.

Han Mo is a little uncomfortable listening to pangxie's naked "confession".

Meng Si almost didn't spit out a mouthful of coffee.

He took a piece of paper and wiped the corners of his mouth. His eyes suddenly fell on the computer screen.

After the interview, Cheng Yang angered his fans because he just mentioned the remarks of the Royal Horse knight. At the moment, Han Mo's fans are frantically bombing his message area.

"What? The writers' Association is great. Do you want to be so mean? You're not a clown. Why don't your works sell so well and occupy the hot search list."

"Yes, yes, these so-called literati want to rub the heat. What writers' Association is big leather shoes."

But some people are on Cheng Yang's side. Seeing a large number of netizens attacking Cheng Yang, they have stood up to speak for him.

"Is that the quality of fans of the Royal knight? Mr. Cheng just has different opinions and doesn't agree with your idols. Do you want everyone in the world to like horsemen? "

Fans on both sides are quarrelling, but obviously Han Mo's fans are better. After all, the number of wechat fans has been more than 20 million. Although Cheng Yang is the vice chairman of the writers' Association, he has less than 5 million fans. Most of the fans who like Han Mo are young people, which is originally a more active group on the Internet.

Seeing that Cheng Yang's fans have been suppressed and completely speechless, the comments below are all denouncing Cheng Yang, asking him to apologize and explain today's improper remarks.

Meng Si threw his lips and said to pangxie, "there are really a lot of people like you on the Internet." If netizens can force Cheng Yang to delete his previous remarks or come out to apologize and express his state, things will be simple.

Xiao Pang came over, stood behind Meng Si and looked at the computer screen, "hum, this Cheng Yang is looking for his own death. Now Brother Han's fan group is so strong that one mouthful of saliva can drown him."

Just when everyone thought that Cheng Yang had no other way out except to bow his head, suddenly his wechat updated a dynamic.

Meng Si and Xiao Pang's eyes fell on the wechat at the same time.

"I, Cheng Yang, am responsible for all the remarks made today. It's not my family's opinion whether your horseman has real skills or not. At eight o'clock this evening, the space-time forum will fight against you. "

As soon as Cheng Yang's wechat was sent out, it quickly set off a huge wave on the Internet.

"I went to ~ the vice chairman of the writers' Association to declare war on the horseman."

"Do you want to be so hot? Let's follow me, take the small bench, keep the team shape and watch together at night."

"The Royal Knight will win @ Han mo."

"I support you, @ Han mo."

In the comment area, there are people who want to go to the space-time forum to watch in the evening, and Cheng Yang's supporters cheer him on. But more are Han Mo's fans. The message has been brushed on an entire page, all in Aite Han Mo, cheering him on.