(Ratings just came out, they will rise) [Dual-line Godhood + Net-Copied Works + Campus + No System + Parallel World + Feel-Good + Relaxed + Single Female Lead]
Someone said that demons and an...
Zhao Zichen slammed his phone down on his laptop, making a dull thud.
"Lin Que, you used to praise him. Look at what a human being does."
Jian Shen's "The Ferryman" is a classic that explores human nature and the redemption of the soul.
This dream architect is something else; he just took it, changed two words, and used it.
This is like someone changing "Dream of the Red Chamber" into "Dream of the Brothel".
This is a desecration of literature!
Zhao Zichen became increasingly excited as he spoke, clearly having become a deeply devoted fan of Jian Shen:
This is blatant commercial speculation!
He exploits readers' fondness for the word "ferryman" to lure them into watching his gory and terrifying content.
This behavior is utterly despicable!
Lin Que looked at his flushed face and was secretly delighted.
It seems your fighting spirit has improved after just a few days.
He unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then slowly began to speak:
"Old Zhao, don't get so angry."
Is it possible that this ferry crossing is not the same as the one in Jian Shen?
"What could be different?"
Zhao Zichen snorted coldly.
"Aren't they all about sending away ghosts?"
"That's not necessarily true."
Lin Que shook the water bottle, his eyes filled with amusement.
"The ferry crossing to the depths is like falling in love in the wilderness and taking a walk along the way."
That's Western romance. But the Dream Weaver... just the name itself has a local, underworld feel to it.
"We'll see."
Lin Que shrugged.
"In literary creation, it's normal to encounter similar words."
Just because Jian Shen wrote about the ferryman, does that mean all the other ferrymen in the world have to lose their jobs?
Who can the Yangtze River ferry driver complain to?
"You! That's sophistry!"
Zhao Zichen was furious, but he couldn't find a point to refute it, so he could only turn his head away angrily.
"Anyway, I don't believe he can write anything worthwhile."
Just wait, those hardcore book fans online will tear him apart.
Shen Qingqiu sighed, looking at Lin Que's nonchalant attitude, and shook her head helplessly:
"You always manage to find a foothold for fallacies."
However, this time, public opinion was indeed one-sided.
That dream weaver, if he doesn't produce something substantial, will probably ruin his already limited reputation with just this headline.
Lin Que smiled and turned back to scrolling through his phone.
"Maybe this was all part of a good show?"
The light from the phone screen flickered in his eyes.
Riding the wave of popularity?
That's right, they're just piggybacking on each other's fame!
Not only should you take advantage of others, but you should do it with a clear conscience and make a huge impact.
The most exciting drama in the world,
Nothing could be more tragic than Li Gui eventually becoming Li Kui.
Viewers discovered that the two were actually twins born from the same mother.
The storm on the internet is still brewing.
On Weibo's trending topics list,
The hashtag #Dream Weaver's Pranks Are Profound# shot into the top ten at lightning speed.
On various forums, Jian Shen's fans were like cats whose tails had been stepped on.
They relentlessly attacked every single one of the dream weaver's fans.
While the fans of "The Dream Weaver" wanted to retaliate, they hesitated because of the strikingly similar book titles.
Feeling unsure of himself, he could only force a response by saying, "Wait for the main text."
Many onlookers even started placing bets.
Will the author be pressured to change their name by betting on Hongguo.com?
However, the "dream weaver in hell," who was at the center of the storm, remained completely silent.
There was no statement on Weibo, and no explanation whatsoever.
Even on Hongguo.com, there was only that new book announcement.
It's like a bottomless well.
Despite the raging storm outside, the well water remained calm and undisturbed.
Go ahead and curse!
The harsher the insults, the more firmly they stand.
All the spittle we spit now will become fuel for future combustion.
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