Ink? Warm?

Sounds like Mo Qingtian is just for An Yunnuan......

Kwon Jin: Brain pain.

'My king. Qingfeng continued to send messages.

You go and find out the situation first, calm the reader's emotions, and then we can discuss how to solve it. ’

Kwon: 'Hmm. ’

After replying to this word, Quan Jin clicked on the author's background.

As soon as you log in, you will enter the book review area......

found that her readers and the readers with warm ink were tearing up the sky.

Kwon swept through the comments.

My Reader: 'I believe in her. ’

'Yes, it can't be plagiarism. ’

'Put your bullshit, it's clear that the ink color is a warm plagiarism, how could our king copy it! ’

'Plagiarism dog shameless, stealing other people's achievements and hard work, making your own money, I wish the plagiarism dog to be hit to death! ’

Inky readers see these scoldings.

All start to fight back:

'Huh! Warm up this book, prepared for three months. ’

'Did my king copy it himself, and didn't he have a little pressure in his heart?' ’

'We have saved your comments and are contacting a lawyer that you are involved in slander and abuse! Wait to lose money! ’

Plagiarize.

For a writer with good grades, it is something that must be experienced.

It is also the most hated and powerless thing.

If Quan Jin does not prove that he is wronged, many readers will be disgusted with her.

"Ding Dong!" Sound.

I have an unfamiliar number and suddenly ask to add the right to be a friend.

Quan Jin clicked to pass.

The other party: 'Is my king great?' ’

Kwon: 'It's me. ’

The other party was very self-blaming and panicked and typed a few lines:

I'm sorry, I went to the dark book to make trouble, she said...... She said she was going to sue me in court for slander and personal attacks. ’

'Da, you didn't copy it, did you?' ’

'If you can't prove that you are original, I will be sued, and if you lose, you will pay more than 100,000 yuan.......

Kwon Jin: She's a fairy......

Immortals!

Quan Jin rushed directly to the book review area where the ink was warm.

Readers on my king's side are not sure that she is original. Coupled with the fear that he would get angry, they all began to fall to the side of the ink.

But at this time!

An extremely dazzling and domineering comment slammed into the eyes of readers on both sides.

Author:

'It's you who scolds you, apologize! ’

'Bring me her ancestors for eighteen generations to scold, let her sue, all the consequences, have me!!' ’