Internet writer?

After Bo Jiu saw these four words, his first reaction was that the young man who had previously told him that the female mage in the same game as them was planning to buy hot searches to deal with an online writer.

She shook her mouse.

There are words at the end.

"I don't know how to persuade her. She asked me a question today, which made me feel that there was no way to answer. She said, Sister Gui, why didn't those people blame a thief but condemn me? Is it wrong to write a good article? Is it wrong to protect my own rights? Is it wrong to do it? Is it wrong to do it to her? Is it wrong to do it to her? I'm very clear, but I can't explain those comments to her, those comments that she is hyping. The infringer first said that he is a true fan, started writing fancies, and then used this as a cornerstone to steal the entire framework and publish the book. I used to persuade my friends to endure it, and this industry would

It's like this, people don't care about hurting the original creator. I always thought that a person's talent would not be stolen, but today, I found that I was very wrong. I didn't protect her. I know how much she liked this industry. It's because she liked it so much. She always didn't understand why? She was not afraid of being copied, nor was she afraid of how shameless the infringer was. What she was afraid of was that one day, this industry was proud of supporting infringement. What should people who were determined to write good articles? What should they do? They deserved to be stolen and still remain silent? She asked this, lowered her head and said to herself, "No one cared."

“Yes, no one cares…”

The last sentence made Bo Jiu raise his eyebrows and move his fingers slightly.

The last time she saw these six words, she was still on the fifth line.

The guy who likes to lie on her very much has left her with blood on the letter she left.

"Jiu, do you know, no one cares what happens to those girls who are violated. They will say, look, she is so well developed, no wonder she will be targeted. Maybe there is a problem in itself, and they will not say that the beast is the most deserved. Jiu, why is the world like this? I ask myself every day, and when I sit up and look outside in the middle of the night, I am afraid of making a sound, because once I say it, the person who helps the beast will appear, they will say, it is your problem. No one cares that you are already flesh and blood when you make a sound. Yes, no one cares..."

Bo Jiu closed his eyes and opened them again.

I can see the last sentence before my eyes.

"I'm so happy that you will care about this world. Nine, no, z, you must not turn into all black in the future."

When Bo Jiuju's fingers were pressed and he looked at the screen again, his eyes had changed.

She typed very quickly, and she typed a few words.

It’s a pity that the person on the other end of the computer is not there.

There has been light in the sky outside the window.

Bo Jiu stood up and walked out of the basement, only one U disk was added in his hand.

It seems that I should go to school.

Let’s see what happened to Li Xue.

As for the gift from the great god, she will give it to herself.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at the clock hanging in the living room. He saw that he couldn't sleep for an hour, so he simply found a sofa to sleep.

Wait until after dawn.

When Chen Xiaodong came out of his room, he saw the young master in school uniform sitting on the sofa yawning.

Chen Xiaodong was stunned: "Young Master, are you not training today?"

"Train, go down." Bo Jiu stood up, took a piece of bread, held it in his mouth, then carried the one-shouldered schoolbag with a slanted straddle and swung it behind him, handsome from beginning to end.

Chen Xiaodong looked at his young master's outfit and didn't even have breakfast. He hurriedly followed Bo Jiu out of the house.

Since the regional competition, Bo Jiu rarely appears in school.

So, when people saw the young man with a skateboard again, slender figure and silver hair.

Almost all the students in No. 1 Middle School were in full bloom.

The only one who does not welcome Bo Jiu is probably the guard guard who guards the gate.

Because when this kid appears, he still has to look at the wall.

He is only alone, and he can't see so many places!

And would it be a little too crowded today!

The guard tried hard to maintain his majesty, but was hit three times in a row by waves of people.

Every girl who ran over with her face said, "Do you know? Jiudian is here to school today!"

"Really? Where is my male god?"

"Please, that's obviously my husband, okay."

"Stop fighting, isn't the national final about to begin? Why is Jiudian free to come to school?"

"No matter what happened to him, the Ninth Palace is here, and it is the main thing to catch the living people and take photos!"

"Ah, Nine Palaces, there!"

One of the girls suddenly reached out and pointed to the entrance of the fifth teaching building.

It was indeed Bo Jiu who was not wrong. The silver hair on the head and his tall facial features made the handsome young man a little confused.

Bo Jiu walked into the classroom with one hand and walked into the black skateboard.

The screams of "Ahhhh!" came one after another.

No one could have imagined that the bell man they looked down upon the most in the past actually reached the national finals and became an e-sports star with millions of fans.

If someone objected to the forum in the past that Bo Jiu was the school grass, now almost everyone has accused the existence of this title.

Even in other schools, they only had nerds, not as handsome as they were.

They took a casual screenshot. Whether it was the boy playing games or the boy reading a book with a lollipop in his arms, they were enough to destroy a group of school grasses on the other side.

"Is this our No. 1 Middle School, a nerd?"

No!

The girls in every school are saying: "Principal, you owe me a spade. If the big dark sky is in our school, even if it rains and thunders, I will never delay the class and report it every day!"

Envying that No. 1 Middle School has such a school grass, has almost become the catchphrase of students recently.

So when Bo Jiu stepped into the campus, you can imagine what kind of scene it would be.

"It's so boring." A girl in the crowd sneered, and after passing Bo Jiu, she sarcastically said: "Isn't it just a game, and her face looks a little better. Are these people so popular? They have forgotten what he used to be, and they are just unavailable."

The friend standing next to her paused: "Li Xue, it's not good for you to say this."

"What's wrong with that?" Li Xue curled her lips: "This kind of person may also fake the game. I played a game with him last time, and his skills are just like that, and he is also a professional player."

"That's it." Two or three people with good relationships with Li Xue said: "It's not qualified at all, and it's very heartless. I heard that I can't stand the fans saying he's not good."

Li Xue smiled: "Isn't this the same as someone? Okay, let's continue playing in the group tonight. My dad has prepared it for me. In the future, not only did I write this book, but also all the things you wrote. As for that person, she's so angry, hahaha."

"Didn't the people in the group notice it?"

"What do they notice? They support me. When they know this, they think it's the author's heart. He has infringed on the rights, so she feels wronged? I'm not happy today. I'll come into the group later and ask them to sing for me. These children are so coaxing."

"Li Xue really has you, but I heard that the author seems a little unyielding. Are we really okay? Now all infringements have to go through legal procedures."

"With my dad here, what are you afraid of? When the hot search comes up, I will make her unable to survive in this circle."

"Is this really okay? She has a lot of fans."

"How useful are fans? Don't worry, we can do whatever we should do. I have studied it. It's okay, the overall environment is like this, what kind of sparks can she make."

"That's fine."

There were three people, each with pride on his face.

They were still thinking about how to further anger the original author.

Anyway, someone helps them.

Their current positioning is "true fans who were slandered by the original author"

No one would think of them in the same direction.

The original author was also stupid, so who told her to say it?

Why don’t you just go against them when you say it?

It's really a search for death.

However, Li Xue's thin lips curled, and she would be a writer in the future. She would wait for her father to pack her and make her popular.

Who knows who that woman is in the future?

By the way, if that woman dares to stab her in the future.

She said that the other party wanted to borrow her from the fire.

This trick is a great test.

When Li Xue said these words, she didn't know that all of them had been recorded.

The one who recorded the audio was not someone else, but Bo Jiu.

As for when the recording was placed on Li Xue’s school uniform, this was not difficult for Bo Jiu.

It's enough to complete it by passing by.

Listening to the sound from the phone, Bo Jiu sat in the classroom, glanced at the English teacher who had just walked in, and slid his fingers and logged in to the message, intending to send this recording to Sister Gui.

But I didn't expect that a private message was sent faster than her: "It's already late."

"What does it mean to be too late?" Bo Jiu paused.

No news came from that side.
To be continued...