Chapter 1050

"Mr. Wang, when you said at the award ceremony that someone was deliberately making fun of you, who did you mean?" The reporter quickly threw out the second question he was ready for.

From the reporter's expression, it is obvious that this is the main play.

Other reporters all craned their necks and glared, waiting for Wang Yong's reply.

According to Wang Yong's character, the name of the person will be revealed directly!

Then it will be a big news, and it will be a big news that can be followed up continuously.

It's just that the good dreams of journalists have not come true.

With a sly smile, Wang Yong said, "what's the details? It's a person, not an animal, not a plant, not a mineral. "

"..." a group of reporters were speechless.

"Mr. Wang, be more specific!"

Wang Yong pointed to the reporter who asked the question and said, "you're going to be a bit aggressive in this way."

The reporter listened and wanted to hammer Wang Yong with the microphone. I'm pushing your sister! Who doesn't know it's a person who's screwing you? Why do you say that? We want names! name! name!

But for the sake of news, reporters have to be patient.

Seeing that the reporter didn't give up, Wang Yong stood up helplessly and said, "no way, let's be more specific. It's a man. "

"..." all the reporters were angry, with fierce eyes. They wanted to eat Wang Yong.

80% of the famous scholars in the circle of Chinese culture are men! There is no difference between saying it and not saying it.

"More specific?" Reporters still don't give up.

"Too much." Wang Yong looked at the reporter seriously“ I've narrowed the scope by 50%. What else do you want? "

The reporters were all in a daze.

When did Wang Yong reduce the scope to 50%?

Seeing that the reporters didn't understand, Wang Yong explained: "are there only men and women in the world? I'll tell you the answer is men. Isn't that 50% smaller? Well, guess for yourself the remaining 50 percent. I'm going. "

With that, as soon as Wang Yong walked through the crowd, all the reporters, like being blown by a gale of force eight, unconsciously gave way to a passage.

When Wang Yong got into the car, he disappeared in the reporter's view.

The reporter just responded: "shit, I've been fooled!"

But Wang Yong has gone far. What can journalists do? We can only rack our brains one by one and think about what kind of title we should have to get the explosive effect.

On Weibo, a new trend of denouncing Wang Yong is rising.

No one takes rhythm, and no one maliciously discredits Wang Yong. Just because of the award of the classic of Chinese studies, countless netizens who bet on other books are jealous and envious.

Among the voting activities held by Weibo, Wang Yong's "classics of Chinese Studies" got the least votes, with a total of more than 5000 votes.

The prize of this microblog activity is 10000.

That is to say, those who voted in the canon of Chinese studies not only won the prize, but also won two prizes for one person!

Can this stop other people from being jealous? Can you keep other people from getting angry?

At first, only some netizens make complaints about it. "If it is not for Wang Yong to kill out, the prize will not be left off," I did not expect this sentence to get a lot of recognition from netizens.

Everyone agreed that 99% of the netizens did not win the prize, all because of Wang Yong!

Wang Yong is the culprit!

In this Internet age, the easiest thing is to follow suit. When the forwarding number of a topic reaches a certain scale, other forwarding people will lose their judgment and become followers.

So Wang Yong lay down his gun like this.

At the end of the day, a hot topic appeared: "Wang Yong compensates for the loss of netizens.".

However, netizens asked Wang Yong to compensate for the loss that he didn't win.

Of course, whether it is to say that Wang Yong is the culprit or to ask Wang Yong to compensate for the losses, it is a joke made by netizens.

No one really thinks that Wang Yong needs to take the blame for this.

The benefit Wang Yong has gained is also obvious, that is, the news that Guoxue Zhengdian won the National Book Award spread all over the Internet.

The parents and students who doubted the canon because it was criticized some time ago are now confident again.

Even the state has recognized the canon of Chinese studies. What else can I worry about?

As a result, a group of parents suddenly appeared under Wang Yong's microblog.

"Mr. Wang, when will the classic of Chinese studies come into the market? I want to buy ten copies! "

"Mr. Wang, my son's birthday will be the day after tomorrow. I want to give him a copy of the classics of Chinese studies as a birthday gift. I think he must like it very much! Please urge the publishing house to put it on the shelves quickly! "

"Lying trough, it's my mother upstairs! As your son, I'm really sad to see your comments on Weibo! Who do you see send books to children on their birthdays? Your behavior is just as hopeless as that of a primary school student who has been given several thousand yuan of learning materials by the owner! Of course, if Mr. Wang's Autographed "classics of Chinese culture", I would like to be a serious birthday gift

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Tens of thousands of messages were all urged by parents to go on the market.

After Wang Yong saw it, he quickly contacted Kaixing Culture Publishing House.

The owner of Kaixing culture, who immediately returned to the publishing house after simple treatment in the hospital, vowed that the first batch of Guoxue Zhengdian would be on sale tomorrow. And the second batch will start printing soon, this time the number of copies is an amazing number.

A million copies!

Hearing this figure, even Wang Yong was a little surprised.

In recent years, the book market is in a slump. Even the most popular young idol writer of our time, the first print of a book is only 200000, and the subsequent batch will only be reduced. Because electronic piracy will come out soon, which will seriously affect sales.

This time, Kaixing culture chose to print one million copies, which seems to be a big step.

After hearing Wang Yong's question, the boss of Kaixing culture explained that "the canon of Chinese culture" is not like a novel. If you read it once, you seldom read it again. Even if there are a few wrong words in the book, it doesn't affect your reading《 Sinology canon is similar to reference books. Most people buy it to study and read it constantly. And this kind of book is the most taboo wrong words, just like a dictionary, in case of wrong words, it will affect the user's learning, wrong people and children.

Therefore, those who want to read the classics of Chinese studies will not be stingy of the money of the legitimate books to choose a pirated or electronic version. In case of absorbing the knowledge of the wrong version, it's you who will be affected.

This is why the boss of Kaixing culture dares to print one million copies more.

Wang Yong thought about it carefully, and thought it was reasonable. Moreover, the publishing house had a better understanding of this publishing matter, so it should not be wrong to give it to them.

The two sides agreed that Wang Yong would rush back to the hotel and enjoy a rare rest time.

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At this time, the night wind in tai'ao was slightly cool, which was quite different from the dry heat in Yanjing.

But at this time, Zhu Weiquan did not have a hint of cool, only endless anxiety.

When he woke up, he found himself in a hut.

Outside, there was thick smoke and wine, and a group of men's laughter.

Zhu Weiquan carefully identified his voice and recognized that the guards outside were following He Jin that night and killed the gang of Jinsha stronghold bandits left by he Jiayi.

There is no doubt that Zhu Weiquan was kidnapped by He Jin.

But let Zhu Weiquan doubt is, for several days, he Jin why did not appear once.

Dong Dong, Zhu Weiquan knocked hard on the iron door of the hut.

When the guard outside heard this, he immediately sent out a series of scolds.

"Open the door, where do I want to go?" Zhu Weiquan yelled.

A scar face came over and looked at Zhu Weiquan with a grim smile and said, "He Sheng has no time to see you now! He is discussing with our second leader how to kill all the opposition and take control of this golden mountain! "

Zhu Weiquan's heart was awe inspiring.

He Jin has learned the cruel methods of Jinsha village for a long time. If jinshazhai and he Jin are allowed to clean up their opponents, then Tai O will immediately turn from a gambling paradise into a war-torn world.

Thinking of this, Zhu Weiquan could not help getting more anxious: "open the door! I want to see where to go! I want to talk to him! "

But the scar face just grinned grimly and didn't pay any attention to Zhu Weiquan.

There was a flash of anger between Zhu Weiquan's eyebrows, and he suddenly stretched out a middle finger to his scar face: "smile, you are paralyzed! Like TM centipede, if I were ugly, I would have killed myself! No face to live in this world! Yes? Get angry? Just like you, I'll hit you three with one hand! The rest of the hand can still be free to carve "ugly" on your face! Still angry in front of me, do not look in the mirror to see their own thing after a few millimeters of expansion! I guess every time you lie on a girl, she will cry for pain, right? When I was stabbed by a needle, of course it hurt... "

"Wheeze, wheeze", scar face breathing gradually become heavy.

Zhu Weiquan's words are really vicious. Any man can't stand them.

"You want to die!" Scar face suddenly burst out and opened the iron door with a click.

With one hand to Zhu Weiquan, he grabbed him.

"Let me show you what a man is! If I don't beat you up this time, I'll give you my surname! " Scar face yelled wildly.

Just the next second, he suddenly froze.

Zhu Weiquan lifted his coat with one hand and pressed his belt with the other, as if to do something indescribable with scar face.

But scar face would not think so, because he clearly saw that Zhu Weiquan's belt buckle bounced up, revealing a miniature muzzle.

It's not big. It's limited. Beyond 10 meters, it is estimated that it is difficult to pose a threat.

But just scar face silly, Baji himself sent up, from Zhu Weiquan not even a meter. It's within the range of the miniature muzzle.

"What are you... Doing?" Scar face stammered.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." Zhu Weiquan smiles and pulls the trigger.

Just listen to whoosh, not as loud as the sound of playing cards outside. One bullet hit the scarred face.

Scar face stare big eyes, the body even shake a few times, suddenly soft fall.

The bullet of this kind of mini gun has too little lethality. After being shot, most people still have the power to resist, so they need to apply poison. Zhu Weiquan's bullet was smeared with powerful anesthetic.

That's why the scarred face fainted.

Zhu Weiquan takes an alert look at the rest of the gangsters who are playing cards in the living room, and quickly drags the scar face into the hut.

Three under five divided by two, will scar face clothes picked clean, put on his body, a face calm out of the hut.

"I'll get a pack of cigarettes." Zhu Weiquan lowered his voice, lowered his head, and walked quickly past several bandits.

Several gangsters were surprised that the voice of scar face was a little strange, just wanted to ask. Before he saw anyone, he saw that Zhu Weiquan had gone up and down, opened the security door and ran out.

From the beginning, Zhu Weiquan never thought that he would cheat these gangsters. As long as he used the scarred face clothes to make these gangsters have a short-term paralysis, it would be enough for him to escape!