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Chapter 14 Anger

An Changqiu did not notice that his book review area was not as quiet as before at this moment. It seemed extremely quiet at this moment. After a long time, someone secretly posted a book review.

"This, you are all gone? Why didn't anyone come out to talk about it? How did the Magpie Bridge Fairy write?"

A reader couldn't hold it anymore and directly posted a book review. At this moment, his face felt all kinds of hot and painful. He felt that if he could describe his mood at this moment, he would probably blush much more than the passers-by in the book.

"What else can I say? I feel that my face hurts now. Do you know? This author doesn't know if he is a monster. When the Magpie Bridge Fairy had not come out, my thoughts were exactly the same as those of the passers-by inside. I was waiting for the protagonist to be embarrassed. What ideas can I have at this moment? I'll know what the passers-by thinks in the book are?"

When a reader saw this comment, he sighed faintly, then touched his cheeks, feeling that he was extremely blushing, and then he typed this passage, his eyes were quite resentful.

For the first time in my life, I actually turned into a passerby villain and was slapped in the face by the protagonist. This is enough. At this moment, countless readers have flashed such thoughts.

After a moment after the comments came out, the other readers also began to write down their comments at this time.

"I just didn't give up and checked it, and found that the whole network had not found this poem. I felt my cheeks redder again. Now when I searched for this poem, the novel appeared directly. I have to say that this search engine is still very powerful."

Another reader also commented at this time and then posted it. When the rest of the people saw this, they almost burst into laughter.

"Thank you, the good guy upstairs, for avoiding me from being slapped in the face. I just wanted to check if this poem is original. In fact, if you think about it, you can think of it. Apart from originality, what other possibilities can this poem be?"

"It's true. I graduated from college. Which of these poems is not mastered? There is no poem that I don't know, but I have never seen this poem. Although my ability to appreciate poetry is not very good, I feel extraordinary when I see it."

"When I read this poem, I feel very interesting, and the more I read it, the more I feel it tastes. I feel that compared to Wen Yu's Chinese Valentine's poems, there is indeed a little difference. If I really want to talk about it, it seems that the author really won this? This is too evil, and he can actually write such a rich and ancient poem!"

As the comments began, countless readers, at this time, were extremely enthusiastic in the comment section and discussed it wildly, and at this moment, a message directly flashed the screen on their phones.

"Congratulations, Mo Shouchengshang rewarded Confucianism, Taoism, and Saints with 1 million books!"

Before everyone could react, a blood-red message instantly dominated the screen. Looking at the bright red font, everyone was silent for a moment, and then suddenly realized it.

I was so fascinated by this book that I have always seen it now, and I have never given me a reward once. After seeing such a large tycoon, everyone followed the trend and started to pay the reward directly.

But just after everyone gave the rewards, several bright red announcements began to flash. Mo Shoucheng Shang actually started giving rewards several times in a row, and every time they were millions!

For a moment, let alone here, even in front of everyone, the news was dominating the screen, and some people who saw it were extremely shocked.

"I had known that Mo Shouchengshang was a great tyrant, but I didn't expect that the tyrant was so rich that he was inhumane."

The other readers looked at the book coins they had just rewarded, and when they looked at the book coins they rewarded, they felt a little ashamed. This guy was so rich.

Some of the novels that were hanging in the first few are all his figures, and now his figure appears so soon in this book.

But no matter what, being able to receive so many rewards means that this book has been recognized, and readers are still very happy about this.

And this screen-sink naturally brought many new readers. As soon as they came in, they saw the screen full of rewards, and they were immediately stunned.

If it weren't for the million-dollar rewards before, they would probably think that the author was trying to give rewards or something. After all, I had never seen this situation before, and it was just a new book.

After seeing the previous comments, it even more confused the new readers. They opened the novel one by one and clicked in, wanting to see what kind of situation it was that they could actually make such a comment, saying that they were slapped in the face.

Bai Jitong was also one of the countless readers who came in. He originally clicked on the book with great anticipation, but the comments he saw later made him frown.

"The poems written by the author are even more powerful than those written by Wen Yu? Isn't this kidding me?"

As soon as he saw this comment, his face instantly became like a shady person. He was just a guy who wrote a novel, but he dared to say that the poems he wrote were comparable to that Wen Yu.

When he thought of this, he just lazy to open the book, then dug out the poem. After glanced at the poem slightly, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. But that's all, he dared to say that his poems surpassed Wen Yu's poems?

When he thought of this, he wrote a bunch of words on the book review.

"After looking at the poems you mentioned, the poem is simply unreasonable. You are so respectful. How trash are you, you think that this poem has surpassed the first Chinese Valentine's poem? I'll ask you, have you graduated from elementary school? Do you have any ability to appreciate poetry?"
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