After Being Bent by Reader

Reporting needs to submit materials, which is to list the similarities and similarities of the two articles, make a color palette, upload the information to the website for review, and then it will be processed after the review is passed.

Xu Chuanchuan was completely out of the mood of the code word on such a major event. She asked for hypotheses in the group and under the article respectively. Readers heard that she had to prepare information to report plagiarism, and they all expressed their understanding.

——Thank you, do it, this author copied you.

——Yes, that's right, such an author with corrupt character can't be let go.

——I support you greatly. I took all the moonstones in my account and gave the author a negative, and killed her.

...

Encourage readers to be negative. Before changing, Xu Chuanchuan absolutely couldn't do such a thing, but this time she was irritated by the author's show operation. She also thanked the sisters in the group and closed the group without stopping. Proceed to prepare the report materials.

She has never made a color palette, and she doesn't know how to get it. An Ji has experience in this aspect. She asked about some details of An Ji, found related posts on the forum, and studied with Murong Shi for a long time, and spent a whole night to sort it out, upload the files according to the procedure, and it was already done. late at night.

As for how to judge, we can only wait.

Before going to bed, Xu Chuanchuan asked An Ji to complain: "It's a hell, it's not the year of my birth, why I have been particularly troubled this year, first I was hung up a few times, and now it's plagiarism."

An Ji comforted her: "From another angle, this is not all bad. Being copied proves that you are on fire."

Is it on fire?

Xu Chuanchuan switched to the author column.

Before writing this book "After Being Bent by Readers", her collection of works was only more than two thousand. This novel was popularly recommended on the homepage, and the orange used a small trumpet to black her out, which gave her a wave of enthusiasm, and her work rose from more than 2,000 to more than 5,000. The novels she wrote before were always tepid, and each collection hovered around 10,000, and this "After Being Bent by Readers" seemed to be collected for more than 50,000.

Just looking at the data, this novel really burst into flames, and more and more people are paying attention, and some pink eyes will step on her. Such as oranges.

Whether it was plagiarized because of the fire, Xu Chuanchuan didn't know, she switched to the article that plagiarized her and looked at it, dumbfounded.

The comment area was almost dominated by negative points. She saw a lot of familiar reader IDs, and they were all fighting for her.

-Plagiarism dog, I yuck!

——The protagonist changed his name and identity, and his personality, plot, and story trend remained unchanged. Are you embarrassed to say that you didn't copy?

——I didn’t admit it after I copied it, the key copy was not good, the writing was so bad, there were a lot of typos, and the punctuation was misused. Has the author graduated from elementary school?

——Are the newcomers so rampant now? The article of my family is still hanging on the gold list. Do you dare to copy it? Regards, you are a man, and you have a negative score, no thanks!

...

Xu Chuanchuan's current work is still less than one-tenth of an offering. She doesn't have the appealing power to call a hundred responses, but seeing so many readers and passers-by speaking for her makes her heart touched.

That night, Xu Chuanchuan woke up once in the middle of the night, and secretly logged into the Jinjiang website to check the report result, which showed that it was not handled.

The bright light was dazzling, and Murong Shi was awakened by her. Knowing that she was worried about being plagiarized, she took her mobile phone forcibly and said, "It's useless for you to stare at it all the time and sleep. "

In the afternoon of the next day, the result of the report came out, but Xu Chuanchuan never expected that he submitted such detailed evidence, but the result of the website's judgment was "plagiarism is not established."

When the readers in the group knew about this, they screamed for her.

——Is the administrator blind for such obvious plagiarism?

——Why do websites protect plagiarism dogs?

——Yes, it's plagiarism at first glance, why not judge?

——The author is so shameless, he changed another chapter last night, and he copied a big plot, ah, ah, I'm so angry! I have run out of moonstones, so whoever of you has to go quickly!

...

Xu Chuanchuan felt cold after seeing this result, so she went to An Ji to talk to An Ji about the situation.

An Ji: "The result was as expected."

Xu Chuanchuan: "But the person's story outline and plot are all applied to me. Anyone who has the ability to discern will know that she copied it. I really don't understand. Why is the website not judged so obviously?"

As a great god, there are countless excellent works. An Ji is often copied by others, but the people who copy her are from other websites, and she has no channels to report. She tried to post copyists on Weibo, and many authors in the circle supported her, but in the end it was nothing.

An Ji also thought about going to court, but later consulted a lawyer, who told her that the odds of winning were zero, and she had to give up.

Those who copied her were clever, and they merged and reorganized the plots in many of her essays. It takes more than a certain amount of text and plot overlap to be judged as plagiarism, so it can't be judged at all.

An Ji: "It is difficult to protect the rights of literary works, and the definition of plagiarism is also difficult to define. This person who copied you is a bit clever. She only copied your general plot, not the text, and added a lot of her own content. , The website dare not judge casually. Dare to test on the edge of plagiarism, I feel that this person does not feel like writing for the first time."

Xu Chuanchuan was really scared by the black. After listening to her analysis like this, a name popped up in her mind: "Is it Orange again this time? Her trumpet?"

An Ji: "I checked the author's IP, which is completely inconsistent with the previous IP of Orange. Orange's trumpet should have been opened very early, and it is impossible to make the new list. It's hard to say."

But it doesn’t matter whether the orange is or not. The key is that now the plagiarism is not judged, what will she do?

Xu Chuanchuan then found the editor, and the editor's reply to her was similar to what An Ji said. The overlapping part is not up to standard, and there is no way to judge plagiarism.

Xu Chuanchuan was suddenly at a loss.

An Ji guided her with her own experience of plagiarism and asked her to post on Weibo.

So in the evening Xu Chuanchuan took some time to make a long Weibo to post the plagiarism and the article that plagiarized her.

An Ji helped her forward it as soon as possible.

Some time ago, the web drama "The End of the World" based on An Ji's novel of the same name was launched, and An Ji's fans grew to 500,000. After she forwarded it, that Weibo became a hot search, and for a while, many netizens came forward to support Xu Chuanchuan.

The author doesn’t have Weibo, and her article has naturally become a hard-hit area. The following is full of curses and negative scores. However, the author is very calm and updates regularly every day. The copy that should be copied and the collection will not only not fall but also increase. A bit.

In the end, there was really no way, Xu Chuanchuan stopped changing.

She only wrote half of this novel. After the incident, the person was shamelessly copying it all the time. She wanted to see it, and she stopped writing what to do if the person didn't have to copy it.

I used to think it was a pleasure not to write an article, but now I am forced to stop the watch because of being plagiarized, Xu Chuanchuan is very heartbroken.

She was very angry, but she was miserable. In the past few days, there have been countless people supporting her, whether it’s readers, articles, forums, or Weibo, but the plagiarism is too cunning, and the website has been slow to judge.

Although the website did not give her a proper handling result, through the spread of Anji, the incident caused a lot of trouble, and the novel "After Being Bent by Readers" became popular again.

An Ji: "Now that the heat is so high, you can take the opportunity to catch it."

Xu Chuanchuan: "No, I just won't change."

An Ji: "Are you stupid if you have money?"

It is silly to have money and not make money. Xu Chuanchuan suddenly thought of a joke that Murong Shi had made before.

Xu Chuanchuan became a habit of frugality, and was addicted to money. Once she picked up a dollar on the way back, she happily put it away and said: "If you can pick up a dollar every day, it will be a year later. There are more than three hundred, enough for one month's utility bills."

Murong Shi looked at her like a money fan and joked: "You can just change your name to Qian Chuan'er."

Thinking of Murong Poetry, Xu Chuanchuan's heart softened and strengthened his own thoughts.

This article is about her and Murong Shi's story, and the original intention is to record what happened to them. Money is important, but she doesn't want her fond memories that she has worked so hard to weave with words to be ruined by that copyist.

She immediately made an announcement to stop the change.

As for when to resume the update, it depends on when the plagiarism ends up.

As soon as the announcement came out, readers wailed.

——I really like this article, why do you want to do this, oh oh oh, it hurts a lot, and I love myself.

——In any case, I still support a lot, and go for it!

——Hate that copyist, if it weren't for her size, she wouldn't stop changing it.

——Hey, it's going to be a waste of literature again, I will wait for you, in the days without you and the baby of poetry, I will try to brush the burden on the plagiarism.

...

Since the verdict of plagiarism was not established, Xu Chuanchuan thought that even if the website does not deal with it, she hopes that the plagiarism can stop because of so many curses and negative points, but the plagiarism does not repent, as if deliberately against her. of.

Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help but suspect that the man was Orange, but could not produce sufficient evidence.

After a few days of leisure, Xu Chuanchuan's fingers were itchy, and he felt aggrieved and irritable.

Upon seeing this, Murong Shi pulled her out to go shopping.

It's a good way to use shopping to relieve stress.

Murong Shi drove the car to the most prosperous commercial center in the city and took her into a shopping mall. Knowing that she was in a bad mood, she handed her a silver bank card and said, "Buy whatever you want, whatever you want. brush."

Xu Chuanchuan thought for a while and said, "I actually have nothing to buy."

Murong Shi gave her an idea: "Jewelry, perfume, cosmetics, skin care products, clothes, shoes, bags..."

"These are all you like, but I don't like them."

"If so what do you like?"

"I like you."

Murong Shi couldn't help being handsome, pinching her chin, gently rubbing her lips with her thumb, and said, "The little mouth is quite sweet."

After finishing speaking, even ignoring the pedestrians coming and going in this mall, leaned over and kissed her.

After a brief contact, Murong Shi let go of her contentedly.

Xu Chuanchuan was frightened, his brown eyes rolled quickly, lowered his voice, and said anxiously, "So many people!"

"It's not a celebrity, and there is no paparazzi to follow, what are you afraid of?" Murong Shi hooked her neck, stuffed the bank card into her palm, and led her into it.

Xu Chuanchuan returned the card to her and said, "You don't have to use you, I have money."

Murong Shi turned his head to look at her: "Didn't you spend all your money on buying a massage chair last time? Where did you get the money?"

Xu Chuanchuan took out the salary card from his wallet, raised his eyebrows, and said triumphantly: "There are 30,000 yuan in it. I took out the manuscript fee a few days ago."

"After Being Bent by Readers" during the serialization period, the subscription and rewards earned a total of more than 60,000, and only half of it is not finished.

Murong Shi was slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "It's better to use mine, my card has more money than yours."

Xu Chuanchuan shook his head.

Murong Shi paused and said, "I don't want to spend my money so much? I just want you to be happy."

"I know, so I am very happy now." Xu Chuanchuan grinned.

Murong Shi thought she was smiling a little silly, and she scorned her, and whispered: "Silly wife, don't count it so clearly with me, my money is yours."

Xu Chuanchuan grinned and said, "In that case, it is only natural for you to spend my money."

"Ok?"

Xu Chuanchuan put his card into her hand, patted her chest and said, "Take it and spend it! I will raise you in the future."

Murong Shi was taken aback for a moment. Seeing her serious appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little moved. After holding the card for a few seconds, Murong Shi laughed and said, "It's expensive to raise me."

Xu Chuan vowed to say: "Don't be afraid! There is a monthly fee of 30,000 yuan, all for you!"

Murong Shi loved her forcibly and serious and cute appearance, so she couldn't help but kissed again and said, "My wife, you are awesome!"

Thirty thousand yuan is only a small amount of money for Murong Shi, and it is not enough to buy her a bag. She took the card, took Xu Chuanchuan to the supermarket, and bought a car of delicious food.

It only spent a few hundred yuan at the checkout. Xu Chuanchuan looked embarrassed, and when there was no one, she looked at Murong Shijiao's good face and said, "Marry me wronged you."

"What nonsense."

"Let you spend money, you bought a bunch of things I like to eat." Xu Chuanchuan blinked, "How do you feel that you are raising a daughter?"

Murong Poetry laughed "chicks" and said, "What daughter, is a sister."

"……"Again.

The two of them were holding one ear of the shopping bag in each hand, and Murong Shi suddenly approached, accompanied by the sound of the bag sizzling, and said ambiguously in her ear: "Now my sister wants to eat my sister, let's go back soon."

Xu Chuanchuan's ears were red, and he looked at those white clouds in the sky: "Now???"

Do bad things in broad daylight...

"It's now." Murong Shi's eyes were deep, "You left me in the cold for a few days, I can't wait."

Xu Chuanchuan lowered his head embarrassedly.

It's not all because of plagiarism. In the past few days, she can't eat, eat, or sleep well. How can she feel affectionate?

"sorry."

"go back."

Murong Shi drove the car so fast, Xu Chuanchuan thought that she was so anxious to go back and do something with her, his cheeks were hot, and said, "You drive slowly."

Men are not the same as women. Women's desires can be subdued by pressure, but Murong Shi's body is hot now.

Although it was just a joke, when Xu Chuanchuan said "I raise you", Murong Shi couldn't wait to kiss her hard and wanted to drag her to the bed.

There was a red light ahead and the car stopped. Murong Shi wanted to kiss her, but it was a pity that the cars on both sides were too close to be too presumptuous, just staring at her intently.

Today's Xu Chuanchuan is no different from the past, but Murong Shi feels more pleasing to his heart as he looks at it.

In response to her scorching gaze, Xu Chuanchuan had the illusion that she had been stripped of light by her eyes, and her heart fluttered when she saw her. His eyes flashed and said, "The green light!"

Only then did Murong Shi slowly start the car again.

Because of fear of motion sickness, Xu Chuanchuan did not dare to play with her mobile phone, chatting with her one after another, watching the road ahead.

Two familiar figures quickly passed in front of him, and Xu Chuanchuan exclaimed excitedly: "I seem to see An Ji and Fang Qin!"

It's a pity that the car was so fast that the two people were left behind in a blink of an eye. When Xu Chuanchuan turned his head to look, his vision was blocked.

Murong Shi twitched his mouth and said, "It's not surprising that these two people have been ambiguous for a day or two."

"I don't know if they are dating." Xu Chuanchuan happily took out his mobile phone from his bag, "I'll call Anji."

The call was quickly connected, and Xu Chuanchuan carefully tested: "Are you up?"

An Ji: "I woke up a long time ago."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Are you still in the hotel? Do you want me to bring you food in the past?"

An Ji: "Uh, I'm outside."

outside?

Xu Chuanchuan was happy when he listened and said, "I seemed to see you just now. Are you with Fang Qin?"

The person at the other end was silent for a moment before saying, "Yeah."

"Understood, then I won't disturb you dating. Bye bye!"

"..." An Ji didn't even have a chance to explain, Xu Chuanchuan hung up the phone, and she put away the phone in a weird manner.

Fang Qin looked at her tangled and asked, "Are you busy?"

"I……"

Fang Qin also didn't want to make others difficult, and said with a little regret: "If something really happens, let it be another day."

It's not wrong to say it's a date.

Knowing that An Ji had returned to the city from the county seat, Fang Qin began to contact her on the initiative. Several times he wanted to ask her out, but An Ji refused for various reasons.

Fang Qin was not discouraged, came to the hotel to find her, and said straightforwardly: "Great writer, is it really that busy?"

An Ji knew that there was something she couldn't hide, so she had to let her in.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and the two of them are much stranger. An Jisheng was afraid that she would mention the confession that day, as an excuse to take a bath.

Fang Qin waited outside, waiting for half an hour, not a trace of impatience, seeing An Ji coming out, greeted him with a smile.

"Have you eaten? Do you want to go out to eat?"

I don't know if the water temperature was too high just now, Anji nodded with a hot head.

After dinner, Fang Qin asked her to go to the movies again: "Do you usually watch movies?"

An Ji is usually the code word ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sleeping, playing games, and watching movies...

She sees a lot of the 18-banned lily films in the island country. If Fang Qin knew that she would use these as a pastime, she would definitely despise her, right?

Maybe you will be scared away.

An Ji constricted his face, and said uninterestingly: "Very little."

"Want to see it?" Fang Qin is like a frog boiled in warm water, not impatient, "the movie theater is opposite, and it will be there after a few minutes walk."

Anji did not refuse.

Wouldn't it be too hypocritical if you refuse now?

An Ji settled down and said, "It was Xiao Tang'er just now, there is nothing wrong...Let's see."

The screen shows an American science fiction blockbuster. Whether it is fighting scenes or music, it is very burning, but An Ji is absent-minded.

They didn't buy any snacks, and the two of them were empty-handed. With the faint light from the screen, she noticed that her right hand placed on her leg was very close to Fang Qin's thigh, and she wanted to move away without a trace, but her hand was caught.

An Ji's heart burst.

Fang Qin stared at the big screen intently, but tightened her hands a little bit, covering her hands completely.

Anji's breathing was stagnant, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

Fang Qin turned his head to look at her, smiled softly, and whispered: "It's a bit cold, I'll keep you warm."

"..." An Ji gave up the struggle.

After watching the ninety-minute movie, An Ji couldn't remember what he played. They walked out of the cinema with the flow of people.

There is no heating outside, and the cold wind is oncoming, but An Ji can't feel the cold at all, because at this moment, she is holding one hand tightly by Fang Qin. The place where the two people are shaking seems to be a fire burning, passing from the palm to the limbs, and reaching the heart.

From the beginning of the movie to the present, there is no sweat at all, which is also amazing.

Fang Qin's palms are thin and dry, but they are also very hot. An Ji wanted to say "Can you let it go", but she swallowed the words again.

It's too warm, I can't bear it.

The two walked silently, hand in hand. Fang Qin stopped and said, "I live near here. Would you like to see it?"

"..." An Ji's expression was a little subtle, "You brought me here on purpose, didn't you?"

First eat, then watch the movie, and now watch the house and live together.

Fang Qin pursed his lips and smiled, and said frankly: "Yes."

An Ji: "..." Pretending not to hear, his eyes dodge and look away.

"It's raining!" I don't know who shouted.

A drop of cold water fell on the tip of his nose. An Ji hadn't realized what was going on, his arm tightened, and Fang Qin said, "Run!"

The raindrops became denser and denser, and the heavy rain poured down in an instant. The two were drenched in soup, panting and ran into the car.

An Ji wiped off the drops of water on his face, looked at Fang Qin who was also embarrassed, and said annoyedly: "Why does it rain every time I touch you?"

Fang Qin said with a smile, "Tang Xin, this is God's will."

"..."

In the rain, Fang Qin could only drove the car back to the rental house nearby.

"I'll put hot water for you."

Anji grabbed her and said unnaturally, "Who said I want to take a bath?"

Fang Qin looked at her wet hair and clothes, and said softly, "It's easy to catch a cold if you don't take a bath."

"Then I won't wash it with you either."

Fang Qin smiled but didn't smile: "What are you afraid of?"

"..."

"Afraid of me peeking?"

An Ji staggered his eyes, cleared his throat, and said, "Just lend me a hair dryer, I will blow my hair first..."

"Tang Xin."

"Ok?"

"Don't worry, I know you like me too."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Qin did not give her a chance to refute, and pushed her against the wall, and kissed her with cold lips in the rain.