Chapter 460: A blow to the head (Update 15)
There is an idiom called "a blow to the head".
This word originally means "a stick in the head, which is a metaphor for receiving a serious warning or a sudden blow."
But in the new era, this word has been given a new meaning.
For example, Xu Xiyu took the lead on Ke Xinying... ahem... no... For example, on YouTube, there are many videos related to China, and you can always see Bangzi's comments below.
I don’t think I need to introduce too much about the content of his comments. I can only say that they are sour and unseemly.
As a result, many bloggers who post YouTube comment videos will always put stick comments first, which is called "hitting the head."
Now, it is September 25th, two days before the opening of the National Style Cultural Festival. All kinds of promotional materials have been released, attracting continued attention and discussion from many people.
That is when everyone is having a heated discussion.
The emergence of a piece of news completely detonated an already hot topic.
The news is called [Korean Variety Show Guests Accused Some Costumes in the Promotional Video of "National Style Cultural Festival·Golden Autumn Bright Moon" of plagiarizing Korean costumes, and claimed that "Mid-Autumn Festival" originated from South Korea's "Chuseok Festival"]
Speaking of which, Xu Xiyu had doubts at the beginning whether similar news was really produced by Bangzi, or was it deliberately concocted by the domestic media in order to attract attention.
After carefully tracing the source, I found that damn, it was really the people over there who did it.
Just like this "Autumn Festival", they originally planned to apply for the "Mid-Autumn Festival", but it didn't work out, so they changed their explanation.
It’s the same as applying for the “Dragon Boat Festival” but failing to apply for the “Dragon Boat Festival”.
It is organized and planned plagiarism.
This is the case on Earth, and it is also the case here on Blue Star.
Therefore, it takes no effort at all to get the sticks to come in and stir up the water, and it doesn't even cost money, because they are very happy and have been doing these things all the time.
Now, the National Culture Festival is about to open, and such news suddenly comes out, and public opinion really explodes.
[Holy crap, can all Bangzi staff immigrate to Mars? I don’t really want to live on the same planet as them】
[@Xu Xiyu@Ke Xinying, someone says you engage in plagiarism, what do you say? (Dog head)]
[Why do they have the face to speak out? How many domestic entertainment companies have plagiarized Korean variety shows in recent years? 】
【? ? ? 】
[The concept of stealing NM, as long as Bangzi plagiarizes, you will jump out and talk about variety shows, stop NM washing it, how can this be the same thing? 】
[My friend is a history professor. If nothing else, the Mid-Autumn Festival does originate from the Chuseok Festival in Korea. Only by acknowledging other people’s culture can we make better progress.
Don't be like "all things originated in China", arrogance will not make people really strong, encourage you all (clasp your fists, hold your fists, hold your fists)】
【? ? ? ? ? 】
[He also encourages everyone! He's still holding his fists! He still feels quite sober! 】
[Ouch, I can’t do it anymore, my blood pressure is about to rise]
Ke Xinying: [My blood pressure has also gone up]
[Damn, I caught Mr. Ke, don’t let her run away]
【Catch+1】
【Catch+2】
Just like this, I caught dozens or hundreds of stories, and the entry #KeXinying’s blood pressure came up# quickly became a hot search topic.
On the other side, Mao Gaojun almost choked to death on the wine in his mouth after seeing this hot search.
I saw him coughing and saying: "No, is Bangzi so filial? Come here to give Ke Xinying some heat at this time?"
"It's a traditional program. From time to time, we are accused of plagiarism. This time Ke Xinying's battle is so big, they will be damned if they don't say a few words." Wang Yuruo's voice sounded.
After recording the show, she kept guarding Mao Gaojun. After all, this was her biggest opportunity, and she had to seize it.
As for Qi Xiangyang, he is the boss of Donghai after all, and it is impossible to stay with Mao Gaojun all the time.
"Fortunately, they didn't say that blacksmith originated from Korea, otherwise that bitch Gulishati would have gained more popularity." Wang Yuruo added.
"What are you jealous of Gulishati's popularity?" Mao Gaojun stretched out his hand and pulled her over.
"I have you taking care of her behind my back. Why are you jealous of her?" Wang Yuruo said with a breathy voice.
"But Xu Xiyu is behind her." Mao Gaojun said, holding Wang Yuruo's conscience with both hands. "Xu Xiyu is so virtuous and talented that he can compare with you." Wang Yuruo flattered her, but only she knew whether this was true or false.
However, Mao Gaojun is still very useful to this kind of flattery.
Moreover, under certain circumstances, a man's IQ and defensiveness are infinitely close to zero, and his urge to brag is close to 100%.
He smiled and boasted to himself: "It is true that Xu Xiyu just got lucky. Fortunately, this luck will not last long. Maybe within a few months, Xu Xiyu will become a traitor."
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As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuruo couldn't help but straighten up.
Upright, Mao Gaojun felt that his hands were fuller, heavier and more elastic.
"Mr. Mao, what does this mean? Is it possible that Xu Xiyu still has such dirty information?" A gossipy and excited look came out of Wang Yuruo's eyes.
If Xu Xiyu had such dirty information, it would be great fun.
But Mao Gaojun shook his head when he heard this and said: "Others may have it, but Xu Xiyu definitely doesn't. This bitch is essentially a populist."
Hearing this, Wang Yuruo's originally upright body suddenly softened: "Do you think there are any exciting melons you can eat?"
"You wanted to eat the melon but didn't get it. Are you disappointed?" Mao Gaojun chuckled.
"Indeed." Wang Yuruo nodded.
"It's okay, Xu Xiyu's melon can't be eaten. I have a hot melon for you to eat." Mao Gaojun said and put his hand on Wang Yuruo's head.
Wang Yuruo was embarrassed and deliberately rolled her eyes at him.
Then he shrank down and sat on the carpet.
Mao Gaojun’s melon is cucumber.
An hour later, after squeezing out the last juice from the cucumber, Wang Yuruo lit a cigarette and looked at her phone.
It doesn't matter if you don't take it.
Her eyes almost bulged out when she took it: "Damn, what's going on?!"
"What's wrong?" Mao Gaojun half-opened his eyes and asked in a tired tone.
"There is a hot topic in Soyin called #Xu Xiyu is a traitor. If you search for Xu Xiyu in the search box, this is the first related entry." Wang Yuruo said and handed the phone to Mao Gaojun, with some excitement in his eyes.
While Mao Gaojun was looking at the screen, she continued: "Let me tell you, you will definitely not mention the matter of missing the shadow. As expected, Mr. Mao, is this something you did, holding back your preparations to shock me? ?”
"I'm so shocked!" Mao Gaojun said, pushing Wang Yuruo's cell phone away, finding his own and calling Qi Xiangyang.
As soon as the call was connected, he said directly: "Lao Qi, have you seen the hot list of Soyin?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"Some people now say that Xu Xiyu is a traitor!"
"Ah?" Qi Xiangyang was confused.
"I highly suspect that he directed and acted on his own. This grandson is used to playing this trick. First he will make news about South Korea, and then he will make news about traitors, just to confuse public opinion so that he can escape suspicion."
Mao Gaojun was a smart man after all, and he immediately discovered something was wrong.
When Qi Xiangyang heard this, he said with some disbelief: "Is it because he directed and acted in this play that he predicted our predictions?"
"I guess so!" Mao Gaojun's face gradually became ugly as he spoke. This does not mean that he has suffered any losses. After all, he has not really implemented the plan and has not really invested anything.
What really made him feel uncomfortable was that he was so proud that he had discovered the killer move, but Xu Xiyu had already predicted it.
This is really unacceptable!
Qi Xiangyang on the other side was more difficult to accept than him. He gritted his teeth and murmured: "It's like this again, damn, why is it like this again!!!"
"What's going on?" Mao Gaojun was puzzled.
"When we fought with him in Donghai, every time we discussed something, this grandson could always predict it. It felt like he was sitting next to me when I was in a meeting! Now, this feeling Here we go again!”
"..." Mao Gaojun.
"Mr. Mao, do you think it could be self-defeating? He's hyping up, so let's find a way to substantiate what he's hyping up." Seeing that Mao Gaojun didn't speak, Qi Xiangyang asked.
As soon as these words came out, Mao Gaojun's eyes froze and he began to think carefully.
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