I'm just sorry for plagiarism

Accompanied by a loud bang.

Broken pieces of glass spilled all over the stage without warning.

The audience in the back row only felt a black shadow passing over their foreheads.

When he reacted, a certain camera beside the stage fell to the ground with a bang because of the wine bottle, and the fragile lens was also smashed into fragments under the force of gravity.

The staff in charge of the scene looked at all this in a daze, as if they hadn't realized what happened at all.

The surroundings suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

then.

In this kind of weird atmosphere.

Those young men who looked like street thugs lazily took out a cigarette from their pockets and put it on for themselves.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his left hand, as if premeditated.

He raised his arms and shouted.

"Chow Yun-fat, and juvenile literature, you two shameless things, get the hell out of Yecheng!"

Chapter 56, Chapter 54

However, at the South Gate of the Central Conference Hall, on the side of Station 66, Mr. Chen at the meeting was facing the camera lens, talking about old-fashioned topics.

"May I ask Mr. Chen, what is your original intention for opening No. 66 Library?"

"Mr. Chen, did you encounter any obstacles in the early stage of the establishment that you found relatively difficult or difficult to solve temporarily?"

The reporters in the audience were also routine, and the questions they asked were nothing new, and professional topics generally did not attract much attention from the outside world.

On the contrary, Mr. Chen was holding the microphone and talking there, the smile on his face was not the slightest slack, and he seemed to attach great importance to it.

It's no wonder that their 66 stations are small stations, and they don't have sufficient funds. Being able to spend money to hold a show is almost to the extent of emptying the family.

In fact, Mr. Chen also knows that the scale of their website is small. If they don’t make some reforms, even if they don’t kill themselves, they will be swallowed up by the three giants of the Internet sooner or later. Therefore, at the right time, Mr. Chen will Catch up with the publishing giant of juvenile literature.

At first, I didn't expect things to progress so fast. I just wanted to use excuses to attract traffic for myself. I didn't expect that with the attention of the outside world, my sales volume would be booming. It didn't take more than half a year. Soon, the first physical book was officially published, and this book sale is a derivative product.

But that being said, compared with the juvenile literature, the current media is somewhat shabby.

Many of them are reporters from local newspapers, not very famous. There are also interviewers of various lace news on the Internet sitting in twos and threes, and their influence is even more dispensable. As for the occasional one or two Well-known radio reporters, but they paid for it themselves to show off, and they probably set up a camera on the opposite side, wanting to do two-sided interviews.

Compared with juvenile literature, it seems a little more grand. Seawave Entertainment, Leyi News, Tumen Forum, Penguin Consulting, reporters from large-scale work platforms that can be called the number one in this era are almost all gathered there. If the platform invited by a lot of money is placed in juvenile literature, it may seem a bit insignificant.

The gap.

Mr. Chen was a little angry, but he still answered the question with a smile, but he had some expectations in his heart. Naturally, they had their reasons for daring to play face-to-face.

Sure enough, within half an hour, a distant noise pierced the ordinary atmosphere around. Along with a few noises, a few young men dressed in sloppy clothes held up the banners prepared in advance and began to smash place.

The momentum was so great and sudden that Boss Chen was slightly taken aback.

However, he immediately made eye contact with his son on the left, and saw Chen Bowen pursing his lips under the eyes of the two father and son, with a gloating expression on his face that almost made him laugh out loud.

Mr. Chen nodded, and immediately understood that this was also a good thing his son did.

Before the book sale started, I had told him to do this kind of thing, but at that time, I just suggested to find some support, to raise those unpleasant questions at the juvenile literature book sale, and to defeat the other party The spirit is over.

But he didn't expect his son to do such a frenzied act, so he directly recruited a few gangsters from outside to smash the scene.

This kind of ruffian is not hard to find. As long as you have money, they will do anything, and they don't care about breaking the law.And those people don't seem very old, they are just at the age of youth and easy to get hot-blooded, if they really do something excessive, maybe that's the case.

Such as smashing, such as malicious injury, if such negative news appears on the day of the book sale, it is no different from slapping them directly on juvenile literature.

And this kind of thing has always been difficult to track down, there is no evidence in the first place, if something really happened and went to the bureau, it would be impossible to track down their name at Station 66, and this kind of killing with a knife is really tricky, plagiarizing this topic originally It belongs to the taboo of the two publishing houses, and everyone deliberately dare not mention it, but if someone starts at this moment, then the next scene will definitely develop out of control.

As expected, it was only those few punks who were shouting, and gradually, even the readers at Station 66 were mobilized. At first, only one or two followed suit, and finally the entire auditorium rang out. A cry of indignation of one kind or another.

"Chow Yun-fat copied Gou and dared to sell books?!"

"Get out! What kind of junk is qualified to write a book?"

"Shameless juvenile literature, boycott juvenile literature! Boycott Chow Yun-fat!"

Among them, if you listen carefully, there are many people who join in the fun yelling, but the voices of most of the readers at Station 66 have some grief and anger in their voices.

It's no wonder that with the escalation of the incident, the fans of the two families have long disliked each other, and because the writing styles of "Dream" and "That Year" are similar, and the plots of the stories are also very similar, they are often cited by good news on the Internet. Take it out for comparison.

There are countless articles similar to "Dream" killing "That Year" in seconds, and as fans of Station 66 or those passer-by readers who feel that Chow Yun-fat is being touted to the sky, most of them will use the category of "plagiarism dogs are not qualified for seniority". Going to fight back on the topic, over time, this grievance is naturally buried.

Coupled with all kinds of hype by the unscrupulous media, there are countless rankings similar to the popularity of the sales list. If the fans on both sides were not separated by that network cable, they would have been fighting each other for a long time. .

At this time, since someone took the lead at this time, it is naturally impossible to close it all at once. In addition, the Huang editor has always avoided the seriousness of the plagiarism incident, which makes the 66 station fans who feel that they have the upper hand are more likely to be emotionally motivated. The other party didn't dare to speak out because he was wronged, and this time he roared loudly and overwhelmed the tide, his tone full of desires for revenge.

A few reporters stood there watching helplessly, and the photographer was also at a loss with the camera on. Obviously, the scene in front of him was getting more and more extreme, and even the book sale could not go on.

Of course, there are no taboos at Station 66. Anyway, the performance of the physical copy of "That Year" itself is not very good. Even if it goes on sale, it will not sell any results.

In other words, as long as the juvenile literature can't go on, then President Chen's goal will be mostly accomplished, and it doesn't matter what kind of trouble they have, at most they will die together.

But the final winner must be their 66th station. As for the reason, it is naturally because they can't afford to lose in juvenile literature. Their starting point is too high, and falling down is equivalent to falling into the abyss, and they will never recover. , unlike their 66th station, they can step on each other's head and climb back again.

Coupled with the riots, there will be a lot of actions on the media side. Naturally, there is no concern about asking questions that should not be asked at this time. After all, the current situation is so bad that the media will not stir up the topic. It will also be considered as deliberately covering up the juvenile literature, avoiding the important and neglecting the trivial, and then it will get a bad reputation.

Sure enough, a group of reporters had already started whispering to each other, and their expressions were filled with rare excitement. It was definitely a difficult event to bring down a giant literary publishing house.

Naturally, the book sale at Station 66 couldn't go on, and the camera on his side was also pulled to Juvenile Literature under the guidance of the reporter. Mr. Chen smiled comfortably, and even wished he could take out a cigarette and light it. Watch the distressed expression of the editor-in-chief of the platform, while enjoying the fruit of the final victory.

But he didn't expect that when he looked over and got the heavy wall.

On the other side's rostrum, the editor-in-chief surnamed Huang who has been sitting firmly in the clouds from the beginning to now.

At this moment, even in the face of the surging protests, he still squinted his face with a smile.

At this moment, the slightly chubby cheeks didn't seem to have a trace of anxiety, not to mention, even a little?

Confident?

Seems like you've been waiting for this moment from the beginning?

President Chen was slightly startled.

How is this going?

However, he hadn't waited for him to react.

Huang Bian has already spoken.

He nodded slightly, then rested his wrist on his chin, watching all this with great interest, including the crowd, including the noise, and also including the banners hung on those big blood-red characters.

"Finished?" Huang Bian smiled, waiting for the crowd to calm down a bit, then stretched out his hand and made a gesture, pressing down.

"Whether it's the readers who support our juvenile literature, the audience at the other party's 66 stations, or some friends who were invited here with ulterior motives."

While saying this, Huang Bian looked from afar, across the crowd, and looked at Mr. Chen.

He has worked hard for many years, and he knows the twists and turns in the business world better than anyone else. It is impossible for the person sent to disrupt the situation at this time to have a second choice other than the platform.

"You must be wondering why we have been reluctant to mention the plagiarism of "Dream" before the media, right?"

The audience below did not speak.

Whether it was the readers of juvenile literature, the public at Station 66, or even the reporters, they all raised their heads blankly.

Because of this doubt, I did not get even a few perfunctory public relations statements.

So subconsciously, people will feel that their juvenile literature is deliberately evading.

"But actually, if you really want to talk about this matter? It's still pretty easy to answer?"

After hesitating for a moment, he listened to Huang Bian on the stage slowly refilling himself from the teacup beside him, and then took a sip comfortably, then put the teacup back in its original place, and looked at it with a smile. with everyone.

"To put it bluntly, everyone in our club thinks whether or not Mr. Chow Yun-fat is suspected of plagiarism is actually quite irrelevant? Let me put it this way, everyone should be able to understand."

Huang Bian smiled and said in a calm tone, as if he had a certain opinion, and he waved his hand.

"Because both "Dream" and the 66 stations are too insignificant to us."

Before the reporters could react, Editor Huang continued to speak.

"So, if you think that the author of our juvenile literature has copied other people's works, then take it as it is?" However, when the other party was still in a daze, Huang Bian shrugged nonchalantly, " It's just a book, we never mind."

The reporters in the audience opened their eyes wide and looked at each other in disbelief.

Just a book?Never mind?

Last year, it was the champion of physical books in the national sales list, creating a complete book of sales myths, and carrying forward physical literature for the first time, and its contribution was even enough to be included in the milestone.

it turns out?Never mind?

A few people are still in a daze.

The yellow editor chuckled, looked at the audience, and suddenly waved his hand.

"Then next, please enjoy our teacher Chow Yun-fat's completed "Wukong Biography" animation PV, "Up and Down 5000 Years", as well as the original new work and the original song with ancient style."

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"Please listen quietly, the latest ancient style single composed by Mr. Chow Yun Fat, Wan Shen Ji!"

Accompanied by this sound.

The whole stage went dark.

Even the lights around Station 66 were paved, and the entire stage was silent, but the three huge screens hanging on the central ceiling suddenly became gorgeous.

"Brother Liu, what should we do now?" One of the photographers at Station 66 scratched his head and asked the reporter very embarrassed.

The person called Brother Liu hesitated for a while, but then waved his hand: "I won't record it here, and we'll see the situation after this paragraph passes."

And the Chen family father and son also held their arms with great interest and set up the big screen on the official website. Because of the riots, the book sale could not go on. At this time, I am also curious about what the juvenile literature side will do. The stubborn resistance?But it's a waste of time.

But also watched with great interest.

Just saw the screen suddenly light up.

With the sound of the prelude.

The chime bells are matched with the sound of various musical instruments, which is extremely rhythmic.

"The space between throughput is full of clouds and water."

"There is dust on the fingertips."

"I check the [-]-revolution flying light."

"In the beginning of chaos, a pair of bright eyes opened."

In the picture, the smoky Lingxiao Palace, Shangqiu standing quietly in the wind and rain, the ancient and profound fonts are lifelike, each picture is exquisite and unparalleled, and even taken out alone, it can be so exquisite that it can be used as a mural for people to enjoy. Onlookers.

The eldest lady suddenly rang the words that Huang Bian told herself a few days ago.

"This time, our juvenile literature can bet half of our net worth on this PV!"

Looking at it now, it does.

Elegant and luxurious.

It is indeed not a simple matter to be able to produce such a heavy picture quality in this era.

The sound of the music is getting more and more exciting, and the speed of the screen is also getting faster and faster.

Then at a certain point, the whole picture abruptly changed from a still picture to an animation, and it started to run vividly.

"Split the wilderness with a giant axe."

In the chaos, that strong and majestic man swung a huge ax in his hand, a bright light flashed

From then on, there was the concept of heaven and earth.

"Open Yujiang to question the Three Emperors."

On the wall of the painting, the three snake-bodied bull-heads and the dragon god are vividly on the paper, ready to emerge.

"Who hid me in Langhuan Pavilion."

Amidst the smog, a library pavilion was displayed gracefully and luxuriously in front of everyone.

"How many chapters can you hold in 24 courts?"

Immediately after the screen turned, on the map, Shang, Western Zhou, Eastern Zhou, Warring States, Qin, Western Han, Eastern Han, Three Kingdoms, Western Jin, Eastern Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties, Ten Kingdoms, Liao, Northern Song, Western Xia, Jin, Southern Song , Yuan, Ming, Qing, 24 dynasties appeared on the wallpaper one after another, passing by in a blink of an eye.

The accompaniment gradually accelerated, and under the setting sun, there was a towering giant tree.One catty, the god of Zhongshan, Candle Dragon, with a majestic and solemn body, flashed across the screen.