"I've inquired. Yuan Meng just invested a large sum of money. She's the biggest investor in the program team. Why did you offend her? It's all over now! Totally over! Come back quickly! I'll think of a way first to see if we can get through this!"
Hearing this, Shang Xingcheng's eyes widened instantly. He turned his head and saw the surveillance camera. The rage in his heart became uncontrollable. He directly picked up a chair and smashed it at the surveillance camera.
At this moment, Shang Xingcheng's eyes were bloodshot, filled with red veins. His enraged appearance was terrifying, completely different from his usual self. People who didn't know him might think he had a split personality.
Yuan Meng! This bitch again!
At this time, Shang Xingcheng had completely lost his ability to think. He blamed today's incident entirely on Yuan Meng, and his anger was hard to subside.
"I will never let you off easily, bitch!" As he said this, Shang Xingcheng smashed the chair in his hand again. The already broken chair was now completely in pieces, and the surveillance camera had long since become fragments, mixed in the mess and unrecognizable.
Just then, on the bullet - screen that had been full of scolding, the tone suddenly changed. A large number of strange accounts appeared, all pointing the finger at Yuan Meng.
[It's said that Shang Xingcheng hired a ghostwriter! I don't believe Yuan Meng is innocent. I strongly demand to see Yuan Meng's writing skills!]
[I support the above! Yuan Meng's previous performances were as outstanding as Shang Xingcheng's. Why are they only targeting our brother!]
[The program crew is so biased that it's off the charts! I protest!]
...
Yuan Meng looked down at these rapidly scrolling bullet - screens, her face calm. Obviously, she didn't take the words of these paid posters seriously.
Shang Xingcheng had just gotten into trouble not long ago, and now so many people were targeting her. Anybody with half a brain could tell that there was something fishy going on.
Moreover, Shang Xingcheng had always been at odds with her. It was not surprising that he would quickly send people to deal with her.
Seeing more and more paid posters attacking her, Yuan Meng knew she couldn't escape this time.
Since that was the case, they wanted her to write?
She'd write! Who was she afraid of?
She, Yuan Meng, was not a scumbag like Shang Xingcheng who relied on a ghostwriter. Her strength was her greatest confidence!
Just wait to get slapped in the face!
"I see that many viewers on the bullet - screen said they want to set a topic for me to write. That's okay. I'm ready anytime. Set the topic."
Yuan Meng said this casually, with a bit of domineering and confidence.
She was not afraid. How could she run away? Moreover, this was also an opportunity to prove her strength.
If she could get through this, no one would talk about her behind her back or use this to suppress her anymore. It was a win - win situation.
Just ten minutes later, there were already no less than a hundred topics on the bullet - screen. In fact, they were all quite similar, mostly just some creative main - theme topics.
Then a topic that interested Yuan Meng appeared on the bullet - screen -
A content that was like an autopsy report!
When Yuan Meng saw it, she already had a lot of ideas in her mind. Almost instantly, she came up with the central theme.
Sure enough, the public's taste was not much different from Yuan Meng's. Many people were also attracted by this somewhat terrifying topic. In just five minutes, this topic was topped by a million people and became the number one.
[Write this, write this, Goddess Meng! It seems very interesting and suitable for Goddess Meng!]
[Yes, yes! The slightly horror - themed work Goddess Meng wrote last time was excellent! This one will be great too!]
[I'm already looking forward to Goddess Meng's writing!]
Many of Yuan Meng's fans and passers - by fans also started to flood the screen in unison.
After all, this was a bonus outside the program. It was neither a PK nor organized by the program. It was just a simple test and display of Yuan Meng.
Seeing this, Yuan Meng already had some ideas in mind. In addition, she had innovated in the slightly horror - themed field in the previous competition, and this time was no exception.
Soon, Yuan Meng's slender hands began to tap on the keyboard. A short story that was slightly terrifying but full of suspense was soon outlined.
Ten minutes later, a complete short story was presented in front of everyone and projected on the big screen for everyone to read carefully.
Almost instantly, the bullet - screen scrolled faster. More and more people were commenting. Even many passers - by who were indifferent to Yuan Meng were quickly attracted by this slightly horror - themed suspense short story and became her fans.
[Wow! Goddess Meng is really over - performing this time! It's so well - written! I'm completely immersed in it! I love Goddess Meng so much!]
[You fake fan above! Get out! Goddess Meng is just performing normally! Her usual level is already super high!]
[I support! Goddess Meng has always written really well!]
...
The other authors on the scene also began to read this short story.
Everyone's eyes changed from being initially calm to gradually becoming amazed, and finally turning into starry eyes. Their eyes were firmly fixed on Yuan Meng, as if they had seen the light.
Instantly, the sparse applause in the venue gradually turned into thunderous roars. Almost everyone was shocked by Yuan Meng's plot - designing ability and smooth and natural writing style!
"My goodness, I didn't expect such a topic to be written so wonderfully! It makes people feel addicted! After reading it, I can't wait to read the next episode!"
"Yes, this is simply a visual feast! The smooth and detailed description can make all kinds of pictures appear in my mind! It's truly unique!"
Everyone in the venue began to chatter and comment. Almost all the comments were positive, and everyone's eyes were filled with wonder.
Gu Mingchi, standing in the front row, was smiling from ear to ear. Looking at this short story, he felt as if his heart had stopped beating.
The plot of the novel was full of twists and turns. It could make people feel a chill down their spines when it was terrifying, but it could also make people's eyes light up and feel addicted when the case was being solved.
[My goodness! I'm crazy about Yuan Meng! Sister Yuan Meng is my goddess!]
The fans on the bullet - screen gradually relaxed. They were not as excited as before, but it was clearly visible that all the comments were positive, with only a few scolding the black fans mixed in.
[Hehe, where are those paid posters sent by Shang Xingcheng before? Now they've been slapped in the face by our Goddess Meng!]
[Wow, it's so amazing. I can even hear the sound of slapping through the screen! It's so loud. That guy's face is completely lost!]
[Let me see if Shang the Ghostwriter's fans still dare to jump out! How dare they question Mengmeng!]
Many people who had been passers - by had now become fans of Yuan Meng. Those who had disliked Shang Xingcheng before all jumped out. They were extremely sarcastic and quickly started to ridicule Shang Xingcheng's unpleasant behavior.
After four or five minutes of ridicule, the fans obviously realized that besides in the program, they would never be able to see Yuan Meng writing. So they directly started to urge her to write a book on the bullet - screen!
[The short story is not enough! We want to see a long - length novel!]
[Ah, please write a long novel! The short story is not satisfying!]
[Give me a dozen more such wonderful stories! It's not too much to have a collection!]
...
For a moment, more and more such voices appeared on the bullet - screen. Many fans started to go crazy with the urge for more.
Seeing this, Yuan Meng thought to herself that things were bad. It seemed that she had gone too far this time and excited the fans.
But she was not going to write!