Fu Zhiran was sleepy. She didn't pay attention to Wang Qiong's expression. She narrowed her eyes and said lazily, "the editor mentioned it to me, but didn't say it was definitely for sale."

Then she opened her mouth, yawned and turned over to sleep.

Wang Qiong's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed her clothes from behind. She said indignantly, "you're a guy who doesn't listen to things outside the window and only writes little Huang Wen. Look what you've been blacked out of. You still want to sleep."

Her angry voice trembled. Fu Zhiran was patient and frowned and asked: "what's the matter?"

What did she see, so angry.

Fu Zhiran's eyes moved to Wang Qiong's mobile phone, because Wang qionggang had just been staring at the mobile phone. He must have seen something on the mobile phone.

"See for yourself."

Wang Qiong angrily throws the mobile phone to Fu Zhiran.

Fu Zhiran took it and glanced at it. It was the microblog page of an online gossip blogger.

She continued to look down, "the silver medal writer with four pseudonyms at the beginning of the surname r of Shenxiang academy, a military marriage theme, has hidden the rules of the heads of several film and television companies. In a short period of time, all the books and all kinds of copyrights have been sold. It is said that the author has also had sex with the investors of the two companies at the same time."

R surname, her pen name is dianzhilanyan, four word pen name, silver writer, and military marriage theme, it is obvious that she is talking about.

Fu Zhiran suddenly sobered up, she frowned and read the following detailed content again, it was ugly.

She doesn't care about these all the time. After seeing them, she can't control herself and wants to reply to the criticism.

Looking at Fu Zhiran's green face, Wang Qiong was angry again, "these guys who can't see others."

Fu Zhiran worked hard to press down the fire in her heart. She locked the screen of her mobile phone and gave it back to Wang Qiong.

With a sneer, he said, "they don't say I'm ugly and dare not send photos. How can people play the hidden rules with me when they invest?"

"The main purpose is black you, black you, black you, you know." Wang Qiong frowns, hate iron not into steel looking at still very calm Fu Zhiran.

Her lungs are going to explode.

This woman was a ninja turtle in her previous life. When she saw that she had been blacked like that, she was not in any mood.

Fu Zhiran nodded, "of course I know."

But if someone wanted to be black and didn't name her clearly, what could she do.

You can't take the initiative to tear it.

"How hateful these people are." Wang Qiong clenched her teeth, pressed down on the impulse to tear, and could not think of a better way to vent.

"Forget it." Fu Zhiran had no sleepiness at all. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saying: "they just can't go out because of their copyright. They are just jealous of me."

Then she went into the bathroom to wash.

In fact, in her heart, there are still some snacks. After all, she has so many readers and some loyal fans.

No matter what she wrote, they followed her all the time and supported her completely.

So she thought about it and decided to take a dip in the audience.

Fu Zhiran thought, drink the coffee left in the cup at one go, then turn around and enter the room, turn on the computer, the computer is in standby mode, chat software is still on.

As soon as the screen was unlocked, several messages came out, from a lot of people, and she scanned them roughly.