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"Impossible, how could Chenguang plagiarize others?!"

"That's right, how could he do such a thing."

"Yes, yes, this must be a lie."

"Yes, yes, don't doubt him easily!"

"But, what if it is true? My God..."

"..."

The coffee shop in the afternoon is sparsely populated.Only a table away, the high school girl's twittering and yelling fell into the ears of Mo Guangxia and Min Hui verbatim.

Working in the publishing industry, they naturally know what breaking such news means to a writer.Therefore, the surprise and worry contained in the eyes of each other are far more complicated than those of high school students who purely worship idols.

"How could this be?" After a moment of silence, Min Hui frowned slightly and looked at Mo Guangxia, "Editor Mo, do you know about this?"

Mo Guangxia shook his head blankly.To be honest, at one point he thought he was hallucinating.

After a moment of silence in his seat, he just stood up and came to the table where the high school girl group was sitting, and asked softly, "Excuse me, can you lend me your computer?"

The high school girls were stunned for a moment.The girl with glasses sitting in the middle seemed to be the owner of the computer. She looked him up and down, nodded slightly and pushed the notebook in front of him.

"Thank you." He thanked him with a smile, and he leaned over to quickly browse the webpage he was opening.

His facial features are exquisite and handsome, and his skin is also amazingly delicate. He is smiling and nodding in a personable manner. Several high school girls looked at each other with amazing expressions.

One of them leaned over to the ear of his girlfriend and said in a low voice, "Wow, so handsome!"

Mo Guangxia seemed to have never heard of these comments about himself.He concentrated on opening one related news web page after another, browsing through this explosive news line by line.

Looking at it, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. In the sunny and warm afternoon, a coldness gradually emerged from his bone marrow... All the information collected in a short period of time is enough to prove that this is a well-planned event. conspiracy.

First, on the second day after the release of Chenguang's latest serial, someone first threw out a webpage on a certain literature forum, saying that the words and content of an article were subtly similar to the article written by Chenguang, but the publication time was earlier than Chen Guang raised slight doubts about this matter for half a month.Immediately afterwards, anonymous IDs popped up one after another to continue listing examples.Later, the collection of more than a dozen article fragments suspected of plagiarism constituted almost the entire content of the latest serial.

Judging from the publication time of these articles, it ranges from a dozen days to three to five days, but they are indeed earlier than Chen Guang's works.

In the end, I don’t know who was the person who took the screenshots of the plagiarized evidence one by one, compared them one by one, and published them on the most famous literary forum in China.

In terms of Chenguang's current popularity, such negative news is like throwing a stone into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves.

Netizens and fans in the posts that provided evidence either protested or defended, and the replies with different opinions quickly built up tall buildings. All kinds of judgments that lacked factual basis led to various versions of the incident before it was officially clarified. One pass ten ten pass one hundred hustle and bustle on the dust.

"Impossible, how could Chen Guang plagiarize the things written by those little-known little characters!"

"The problem is, whether it is plagiarism or not, the main basis for judging is the time of publication, right? Look at the post that provided evidence..."

"Impossible! It must be impossible! With Chen Guang's writing style, he must not bother to do such a thing!"

"...That may be... What if the time is exhausted..."

"nonsense!"

"I'm just saying, the problem is that those people may not necessarily be like us..."

It was obvious that even the girls around him gradually separated into different opinions. Mo Guangxia withdrew his hands from the keyboard and tried his best to make himself look normal.

"Thank you."

Perhaps at this moment, only those who are familiar with him will hear the stiffness and trembling in his voice.

How to do?what on earth is it?

Who is discrediting Chen Guang for what purpose?

In an instant, his mind was crowded with countless unsolvable questions, colliding together and rapidly expanding and exploding, finally showing a blank state.

It was only a few steps away, and he couldn't remember how he got back to his original seat.

He didn't even notice that Min Hui was following him, until the other party pushed his shoulder, "Guang Xia, what's going on? That... About plagiarism, is there something real?"

He raised his head, nodded absently, then shook his head feeling strange.

Nodding is because the so-called evidence that I saw with my own eyes does exist, while shaking the head naturally represents a kind of denial.

The content that was accused of plagiarism was written by him personally watching Chen Guang write it in black and white, and then he typed it into the computer and saved it.

That time was actually much earlier than when those "plagiarized" articles were published.

Besides, as far as he knows the man's current health condition, it is impossible for him to browse and read a lot in front of the computer, and then extract what he wants sentence by sentence, and piece it together for his own.

Aside from these objective evidences, through several months of contact and understanding, although he is arrogant and has a bad temper, he still trusts Chen Guang's professional ethics as a writer.

During those nights when he was rushing to draft, he often woke up from a short nap and saw the other party repeatedly comparing and searching for information because of the use of a certain vocabulary or idiom.The dictionary on his desk was almost torn apart.

How could such a person who put all his heart and soul into writing commit such low-level plagiarism?

Such a black pot fell from the sky on such a proud Chen Guang, what kind of reaction would he have?

The kind of pupils that have completely fallen into darkness due to anger-just imagining it makes him tremble from head to toe.

Fortunately, Chen Guang has now gone to a place with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate for vacation and recuperation. The information about that place is relatively closed, so he probably won't know about it soon.

The problem is, Yi Chenguang will become the center of public opinion wherever he goes. How long can such a big event be concealed?

There is no internet, there are TVs, radio stations... all kinds of newspapers and magazines... this is a city with advanced information, all kinds of revelations are pervasive, and it will always be easy for people to hide the secrets that people deliberately want to bury.

"Guangxia, this matter is not a joke. Go back and communicate with the editor-in-chief, and contact Chenguang as soon as possible to clarify the matter. Timely and accurate crisis public relations are very useful."

It was Min Hui who interrupted his chaotic thoughts.Adhering to her usual prompt and decisive style, the opinions she gave were pertinent and appropriate.

In comparison, he is really too naive.After calming down his confused mind, he stood up apologetically, "Sister Hui, it's rare to meet you and I wanted to catch up with you, but now..."

"Don't talk about those useless things." Min Hui waved his hand, signaling him to go back quickly, "You can chat anytime, serious business is more important."

"Sorry." He apologized again, hung the coat on the back of the chair into his arms, and left in a hurry before he could put it on.

Just as he hurried back to the downstairs of the publishing house, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

The piercing monosyllabic ringtone immediately made him nervous, and he fumbled for a long time before he found the mobile phone in his coat.

"Hello……"

"What's so good! I haven't seen you for a few days, you're being polite!" Chen Guang's indifferent voice came from the receiver, and the opening content was as mean as usual, "I'll give you half an hour, come to me immediately."

"...You mean, you want me to come to your house?"

"Nonsense. Otherwise, do you have to come to the resort center? Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"I..." He hesitated and wanted to ask if the other party was so eager to ask him to come over because he already knew the news about plagiarism, and he wanted to explain intuitively.Unexpectedly, the man didn't give him time to talk at all, and hung up the phone before he could speak.

He stood downstairs in the company holding his mobile phone for a while, and finally turned around and walked towards the parking lot.

The editor-in-chief is not at home, and it is difficult to have any good countermeasures at present.Besides, even if there is, you should first ask Chen Guang about the source of the article as usual.

After a period of time, I stood in front of the anti-theft iron door of the high-end apartment on the 19th floor again, and rang the doorbell several times, but there was no response.

By the way, he almost forgot he had the key.

He had obviously had the experience of opening the door and entering the house countless times before, but this time he held the key to the lock, but he hesitated for the first time.

Forget it, you can't hide from it.A blow to the head and shrinking the head is also a blow.What's more, as the editor in charge of Chen Guang, he can't escape his involvement in this kind of matter.

In a sense, they can also be regarded as a community of interests. It stands to reason that they should discuss countermeasures together and share the same hatred.

Taking a deep breath, he turned the key and pressed the lock.

The hand supporting the door just made a movement to push the door, and with a click, the door was opened from the inside by another force.

He was startled, and before he could retract his outstretched hand, he slammed his head into the door.

The body leaning forward was supported the moment he entered the door, and a cold and clear tone rang out above his head.

"How did you do it? You're so enthusiastic, you throw yourself into my arms as soon as you walk in the door."

Over the past few days, Chen Guang's voice has not been transmitted directly to the ear through the phone receiver at such a close distance.Someone frowned uncomfortably and raised his head.

"Why do you ring the doorbell when you have a key in your hand?" The man in a bathrobe who was still dripping from his hair frowned impatiently, and cast a contemptuous glance, "I thought it was some reporter who urged me to die, just came back Just touch the door."

The word "reporter" made him jump again, "What? A reporter wants to interview you?"

"Isn't this normal?" Chen Guang gave him a strange look with a cold face, then turned and walked towards the bathroom, "Last month before I left, I rejected an interview with a literary magazine, yesterday the editor called and said that I couldn't Wait any longer..." He frowned impatiently, "Otherwise, why would I rush back in such a hurry."

oh.It turned out that the interview was agreed a month ago, so it shouldn't be for the plagiarism incident.Hearing the other party's answer, Mo Guangxia secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"How on earth did you do it? You've indulged too much these days, you're out of your mind." Chen Guang keenly noticed the unusual expression on his face since he entered the door this time, turned around and sat back on the sofa and happily picked up a cup of coffee, "It's because Miss me so much that you were so nervous when we met?"

"What's the matter, don't overthink it." If you let him go on, there may not be any restricted-level situations. Someone forced out a formal smile, and the strength of the rebuttal was the same as the usual bared teeth. look very different.

"..." Taking a sip of coffee, Chen Guang's deep eyes stared at his unnatural expression for a long time, and he suddenly asked, "How is the sales volume of the new serialization?"

His questioning voice was not loud, but it was an extraordinary stimulation to someone's nerves.Mo Guangxia raised his eyes in surprise, and his eyes just met the large and tight chest exposed by the neckline of the man's bathrobe.

Slightly thinner, but without losing strength.With just one glance, someone quickly looked away as if being burned, and the voice of answering the question became even more vague, "Very good..."

"Very good?" Chen Guang on the sofa raised his exquisite chin, and his gaze was firmly locked on him, "Then why do you have such a distraught expression? If you look like this, I will think that you are in a financial deficit because of poor sales."

"No. There's nothing wrong with it. How could your book not sell well."

Keeping a smile on his face against his will, Mo Guangxia only felt that his face was going to go stiff.

"That..." Interrupting the other party's questioning, he changed the topic, "You just came back, what's the matter in hurrying to find me?"

"Oh... that's right." After he reminded, the man seemed to suddenly remember something, and he pointed at several beautifully packaged boxes on the restaurant table, "I went out this time and brought back some local products. Are you free?" Help me bring it to the publishing house and distribute it to everyone. After all, for my work, all the staff have worked hard for more than half a year."

"Oh, good." A certain person seemed to have caught a life-saving straw when he heard the words, and hurried to the restaurant to pick up the pile of things that were not too small, and looked at his watch, "It's still an hour before work. Here Is it something that is easily broken? How about I rush back now and just give it to everyone."

Chen Guang sat in a corner of the sofa, raising his eyebrows to see him in a hurry, and a playful smile appeared on his lips, "No hurry. You are like this... It's not like sending local products, but rather rushing to reincarnate .”

Seeing that someone stayed where he was because of this sentence, he suddenly felt better.

This Mo Guangxia, I haven't seen him for a while, why did he suddenly become so stupid?It is quite different from the impression that he is eloquent and unreasonable.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's okay to send things tomorrow, why don't you stay and have dinner with me."

Turning his eyes away from his face, Chen Guang's voice softened in a rare way, and he turned his face to signal, "Come and sit, I just happen to have something to ask you..."

"Ask what?" Mo Guangxia looked at the other end of the sofa uncertainly like a frightened bird.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you." Looking at him suspiciously again, the man's voice returned to indifference, "Don't hide from me like a ghost. I promise I won't go if I become a ghost in the future Looking for you."

"..."

Realizing that his repeated avoidance seems to be more guilty, it will arouse the suspicion of the other party, so someone can only put down the things in his hand and sit down.

"You... What's the matter?"

When asked this sentence, he hesitated.I was afraid that the other party would question him about the plagiarism as soon as he opened his mouth.

"It's about the subject of the new serialization. When I'm free, I've thought a lot about it. I've also conceived a new plot, and I want to discuss it with you..." Chen Guang just said this, when the landline beside him suddenly rang stand up.

"Tsk." The man frowned, stretched out his hand to grab the receiver, and complained in his mouth, "I really don't let people idle for a moment..."

After picking up the phone, he just said "Hello" and then fell silent.

Mo Guangxia sat awkwardly on the other side, hesitating whether he should avoid it, but the man who had been listening attentively to others suddenly cast his gaze over.

Sitting side by side, the distance was very close, and at the moment when the four eyes met, he clearly saw that the awe-inspiring resentment gradually appeared in Chen Guang's eyes——