Chapter 227: This is the backwater of despair
Generally speaking, media is the most critical force in disseminating information.
Even if the information spread by the media is wrong, because of the channels and platforms they own, the news spread by the media will affect readers as soon as possible. It is difficult for individuals or small groups to fight against the media and to respond to the real situation to the public.
This is the industry rule.
However, for some people, such rules have faced extremely serious challenges.
That night, a large army of 300,000 disciples of Baiyu Temple rushed over and entered almost all media platforms in China, big and small.
"Please respect your literary and artistic reports and apologize to Mr. Qiushui."
"The Guanghui Daily is shameless, why don't you investigate and post the news again?"
"Down with literary hooligans."
Wen Jubao and Guanghui Daily's official website were instantly slaughtered by Bai Yutang's disciples.
"I will announce the latest facts to everyone. It is clearly those poets who write modern poetry who provoke Mr. Qiushui first and Mr. Qiushui counterattack later. Why did Mr. Qiushui withdraw from the competition? Can you still be more shameless?"
"You said that Mr. Qiu Shui wrote a poet who made a limerick poem. Do you still have the face to tell the media that he was forced to withdraw from the competition by Mr. Qiu Shui? You retreated by yourself, you can't compare with Mr. Qiu Shui. It's just that his parents gave you a good face, and I blushed for you."
"The modern poetry world is simply a joke. Mr. Qiu Shui's poem was not written incorrectly, and the whole circle was terrible."
"There are pictures and truths, money is real. Don't think that if we delete Weibo, we can't find evidence. The web page snapshot function in the search engine also saves the evidence of your attack on Mr. Qiu Shui. Come on, everyone will take a look."
"All brothers, everyone has seen it clearly. The truth of everything is not what Literary and Art Newspapers and Guanghui Daily promote it at all. Everyone should open their eyes and not be deceived by others."
"What is shameless poet is even more shameless is the literary newspaper and the Guanghui Daily. What are the newspapers under the Writers Association, and what are the top ten newspapers in China? I will never read your newspaper again."
"I think Mr. Qiu Shui is a poet. I think you guys are the real poets."
The 300,000 Baiyutang disciples are so huge. Even if one posts a post, there are 300,000 posts on major websites and bbs forums. Not to mention, each of these troops with battles can post more than one post. Almost all of them posted at least 100 posts. In an instant, tens of millions of posts completely entered the public's eyes.
No matter where it is, you can see posts about "Mr. Qiu Shui was hacked".
"Damn, brothers, someone is here to help us."
Qiushui's iron rod who was constantly posting to Mr. Qiushui, suddenly saw another group of people doing the same thing as them. He said happily.
"Wow, it's so good. Who is it?"
"have no idea."
"Communicate with them quickly."
"no problem."
At present, some of the hardcore Qiu Shui had accumulated before and quickly contacted the disciples of Bai Yutang.
"6666, I dare to ask the hero's surname."
"We are all disciples of Bai Yucheng."
"ah?"
"We are all fans of Dabai. We are ordered by Dabai to protect your Mr. Qiushui."
"I can't thank you all, but I can't thank you all. However, the influence of Literary and Art Newspaper and Guanghui Daily is too great, so I'm afraid I can't stand it."
"Don't worry, with our 300,000 disciples of Baiyu Temple, there is nothing that cannot be done."
"Ah, what, 300,000?"
Everyone looked at each other, but heart jumped violently.
This is a group of tigers and wolves.
The 300,000 army rolled up a strong wind and rushed towards the enemy camp. Tens of miles away, the heroic spirit of the Baiyutang army could still be seen.
Thousands of horses and thousands of troops are as powerful as rainbows. Wherever they pass, no grass will grow. People kill people, Buddha kills Buddha.
Overnight, the entire Chinese media was forcibly captured by 300,000 disciples of Bai Yucheng.
Moreover, because the 300,000 army was too fierce, not only did they explain on major media platforms that Mr. Qiu Shui was hacked, but they also pulled the Literary and Art Daily and Guanghui Daily into the water, saying that they colluded and maliciously slandered Mr. Qiu Shui.
Affected by this, the news trend immediately turned the next day.
Youth Daily seized the opportunity and specially approved the literary and artistic newspapers and Guanghui Daily to create false news, which is a shame for the Chinese media platform.
As soon as this news came out, it was immediately amplified by other similar media and they all rushed to report it. By accident, the Literary and Art Newspaper and Guanghui Daily failed to accuse him, but instead he threw himself into a public opinion crisis.
Many media reporters and relevant experts and scholars questioned the fairness of Literature and Art Newspaper and Guanghui Daily. They believed that media newspapers and magazine platforms should report news fairly and objectively, and should not have their own subjective ideas. However, this time, Literature and Art Newspaper and Guanghui Daily jointly attacked the well-known writer Mr. Qiu Shui, which has seriously violated the objective and fairness of the media.
Some radical scholars expressed that they hope that the relevant departments would strictly investigate the two newspapers, the media, and all the people in China would like to make peace.
In just one round, 300,000 disciples of Baiyu Temple completed the task successfully.
The nickname of poetry under Qiushui's pen name is also self-defeating.
However, affected by this, Literary and Art Newspaper and Guanghui Daily were extremely crazy.
That world's number one white is sick. We have a grudge against you, why are you helping Qiushui?
My grass, more than 300,000 readers, is terrifying to think about it.
However, this is secondary.
What made them most depressed was that the relevant departments were really preparing to thoroughly investigate the two newspapers and give the public an explanation.
At this time, Huang Yifan was interviewed by Southern News.
The interview is of course a text interview.
"Hello, Mr. Qiu Shui, what do you think after the truth is revealed?"
"I don't have any thoughts. This group of people is like this, and I never thought about what good things they can do."
"Mr. Qiu Shui, are you trying to talk about the current problems in the Chinese poetry world?"
"I think there are indeed big problems in the Chinese poetry world. No, it is no longer a big problem. I think the entire Chinese poetry world has reached the point where it is about to perish. It is not only in their poetry creation, but also in their entire poetry circle."
"So what Mr. Qiu Shui said before was not a poem that attacked some poets by killing all the millions of soldiers in the poetry world?"
"Of course not. If you want to attack, I can only say that I am helpless against the current Chinese poetry world."
"So, are you still participating in the second issue of poetry?"
"I originally didn't plan to participate, but I want to give you a response in the end."
“Response?”
"Respond to why I want to participate in the poetry competition, why I wrote and killed millions of soldiers in the poetry world, and also responded to the so-called poetry tyrant."
"I look forward to it, I think this will be another masterpiece of Kuangshi."
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China Writers Association.
"Oh, after watching Mr. Qiu Shui's interview, I feel that he will participate in the poetry competition for the last time."
Chen Qian, director of the Writers Association, sighed.
"This incident did hurt Mr. Qiu Shui's heart, but Lin Hongyuan also did it too much."
"So he was investigated by the superiors and really thought that if the president was not there, he could do whatever he wanted."
"Oh, Lin Hongyuan's problem is not just this. I'm afraid it's impossible to work with us in the future. However, we failed to do this poetry competition. We did not complete any of the tasks assigned to us by the superiors."
"Yes, modern poetry seems to be over. It's not about Mr. Qiu Shui's business. Even if Qiu Shui does not attack the modern poetry world, I think it's difficult for them to find the direction of the modern poetry world."
"It's just a pity. This time I'm afraid it will be the last time I saw Mr. Qiu Shui's poems in the Chinese Poetry Competition."
"The grass on the Lili Land withered and flourished every year. The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again. I really hope that such verses can appear more often in our poetry competition."
"Forget it, don't think about it. The time is almost over. Mr. Qiu Shui's poem should be posted."
When the few people saw the time, they stopped discussing it and entered the backstage of the Writers Association Poetry Competition.
The other authors put their poems aside and went straight to Qiu Shui's poems.
“Sent out.”
Seeing Qiu Shui's name, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Click Qiushui, a latest poem appears before everyone.
"Still water"
Chapter completed!