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"When it comes to pacing, I'm not as good as you. When it comes to writing novels, you are all rubbish."

Such arrogant remarks, of course, quickly caused an uproar.

Some readers who didn't know the truth and just read the book started discussing it.

"Damn it, who is this guy? He talks so awesomely?"

"The author of Ghost Blowing the Lamp probably didn't win the first place, so he is anxious."

"No wonder, but let me tell you, the ghost blowing out the lantern is quite beautiful."

"Shh, brother, this is Ling Feng's book review section. I don't dare to say that. I will be treated as a troll and banned."

Although they thought Gao Yu spoke arrogantly, his remarks were fairly objective.

Those Ling Feng fans who spoke were not so friendly.

"Haha, hurry up."

"Are you pretending to be your mother? Who on the entire foreign persimmon website doesn't know the great master Ling Feng? How dare you say you don't know him?"

"Who do you think you are when you ride on a horse? Do you dare to compete with Feng Da?"

"He is a newbie, and he only relies on the great master of Pengci to increase his exposure. Otherwise, how could Gui Chui Deng become popular? I didn't expect that now he has become more serious and started to be the author of the whole foreign persimmon."

Lingfeng, who was typing late at night, certainly noticed the lively comment section.

He discovered Gao Yu's message immediately, and after reading it word for word, his face suddenly turned livid.

Roaring: "Shuzi, how dare you?"

Ling Feng raised his hand and slapped it on the table.

The pain in his palm made him calm down a little.

Pause for a while.

He rubbed his numb hands and typed a line of text on the computer to reply to Gao Yu.

"It's useless to talk more. Facts speak for themselves."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone immediately followed.

"Haha, Ling Feng got slapped in the face personally."

"Feng Da is right. Let the facts speak for themselves. Have you won the first place?"

"Hey, people say they don't want to be the first, haha."

"Didn't you say that you code quickly? Take today, the day you updated the most. You updated [-] words, while Feng Da updated [-] words today."

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Not only Ling Feng's readers, but also readers of many other authors, and even the other authors themselves, all came out and scolded Gao Yu.

After all, his speech was so cruel that he took the entire foreign author’s taunts with him.

Even some passers-by who didn't know the truth felt that Gao Yu's words were too arrogant, and they also complained.

For a time, the entire Internet was full of voices criticizing Gao Yu.

Shortly after Ling Feng replied to Gao Yu, Gao Yu's reply came quickly.

"Okay, let's use the facts. Let's compare who can update faster and see if you can keep your number one spot."

Ling Feng frowned at this update, his expression gloomy to the extreme.

Too embarrassing!

This was the first time he met someone new who dared to challenge his authority.

He secretly decided that after this incident, he would use his connections to completely block Gao Yu so that he would have no place in Yangshizi.

At this time, his fans also thought the same as him.

It can be said that Lingfeng's current status is complemented by his many fans.

He has never suffered such grievances, and certainly neither have his fans.

When did they not walk sideways in the persimmon?

Newcomers like San Shuai can just complain about it.

I'm trolling you just because I think you're not strong enough. If you want them to troll you, they're too lazy to troll you.

Have you ever encountered such an arrogant newcomer who dared to resist?

For a while, they couldn't accept it.

"What kind of rubbish? How dare you be so arrogant if you don't admit your cowardice?"

"Da Ling Feng, fuck him!"

Ling Feng's reply was quick: "Then we'll see!"

Gao Yu: "Let's start then. Don't cry later."

Ling Feng was furious again.

"Too arrogant. If he loses later, will he still have the nerve to continue to be arrogant?"

"If you lose, give Ling Feng a big apology!"

"No, that would be too advantageous for him. If we lose, we will report his novel, and we will also ask the official account of Yang Persimmon to be banned."

"Don't wait for him to lose. I can't stand his arrogant face for a second now. I will report it to the official website immediately."

"Go together."

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The foreign persimmon headquarters at the same time.

Editor-in-chief Xie Pengfei felt irritated when he saw so many people reporting ghost blowing lamps.

Touching the top of his head, he felt that he was one step closer to being strong.

In fact, as early as a few hours ago, when the storm first started, he received the following feedback.

He paid close attention to the development of the situation from the first moment. He is still watching the computer without daring to rest.

I originally planned not to intervene and wait quietly for the storm to subside.

But who would have thought that things would get worse and worse, and he couldn't help but intervene now.

But what to do now?

Should we comply with these people’s ideas and remove the ghost-blowing lamp from the shelves?

How can it be?

Xie Pengfei felt that he would choose to seal this book unless he was crazy.

After all, this novel is so popular that not even ten Ling Feng can match it.

Why Ling Feng can hold on to the first place is because he has a clear mind.

Xie Pengfei is also unhappy and helpless about the increasingly heavy atmosphere in the rice circle of foreign persimmons.

Because if this continues, it will become more and more difficult for newcomers to get ahead, and the resources will be in the hands of the established masters.

This is also the reason why although Gui Chuideng is very popular, the right to speak is still in Ling Feng's hands.

Moreover, Xie Pengfei felt that there might be people from the Eight Cats adding fuel to the fire.

If he was really hot-headed and blocked the ghost, wouldn't he have followed their wishes and completely become a evil spirit?

Xie Pengfei sat there and thought for a long time, and finally made a decision.

If the ghost blows out the lamp, not only can he not move, but he will also be protected by death!

"Whoever dares to touch it will have to step over my body."

Xie Pengfei looked extremely determined.

...

Soon, Yang Persimmon officially issued an announcement.

The general content is the user who responded to the report. After their inspection, there is nothing out of the ordinary in the content of Gui Chui Deng and does not meet the standards for banning.

And it also proved the statement of the author Gao Yu. A few hours ago, he indeed uploaded more than a dozen chapters at once, and set two chapters to be updated every 10 minutes.

The entire announcement seems to be very fair and objective. It does not favor anyone and just lists the facts.

But anyone with a discerning eye can vaguely feel that the foreign persimmon is determined to protect the ghost and blow out the lamp.

"Okay, now the truth is revealed. The third handsome man just set the update time. As he said, he has no intention of competing with Ling Feng for first place."

"Speaking of which, isn't it true that whoever has the strength will be ranked number one on the popularity list? When did it become Ling Feng's exclusive?"

"How dare you say such nonsense? Be careful that Feng Zhu activates the Fire Storm skill to impress you."

"Then what do the three commanders say when they invite the navy?"

"You're so funny. It's just a few readers who came to say they didn't like Ling Feng's novels. Which novel has no reviews like this? There are more in Ghost Blowing the Lamp, so why did it become a troll?"

Gao Yu originally had a lot of readers, but most of them were people who just read with peace of mind, didn't understand the situation, and didn't want to get involved.

As soon as the official confirmed Gao Yu's statement, more and more people supported him.

In fact, the whole thing is very simple, the time passed is short, and the context is very clear. As long as you have a little brain, you can understand the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Of course Ling Feng also saw the official announcement.

The moment he read it, he was stunned.

In this world, the credibility of foreign persimmons is still good. Since they made the announcement like this, then this should be the fact.

Ling Feng suddenly felt extremely ashamed at this moment.

It turns out that everything was just wishful thinking.

The author of Ghost Blowing Light just set the schedule to update on time, and has no intention of competing with himself for first place.

For the past few hours, I have been battling with the air.

The strong sense of shame was eroding Ling Feng's heart crazily.

Soon, the shame turned to anger.

"Why don't you compete with me for first place?"

"Why don't you regard me as your opponent?"

"underestimate me?"

"Then I will subdue you!"

Ling Feng's eyes were red.

Angry from embarrassment, that's probably the case.