Non-Human Egg Guide

Yan Xu kept checking Weibo and the website in the car, and the news that he won the award quickly spread. This award is an international award.Although the gold content is not the top, it can be regarded as the second highest award.There were even news reports on the web. Yan Xu's private messages and comments on Weibo seemed to be bombarded indiscriminately, and the topic of Yan Xu's award was also on the hot search.

But among them, there is a piece of news that suddenly appeared like a nail.

It was a private message sent to Yan Xu by a small account. The Weibo name was a string of numbers, and he had never posted a single Weibo. It was no different from other zombie fans, but the private message was extremely vicious.

[I already know the truth, you bastard who will repay you with kindness, the publishing house praised you so much, gave you money and resources, and finally praised you, so you repay the publishing house like this?As if I was blind, I would have a crush on someone like you before, I wish you an explosion in place, dead father and mother, forever orphaned photographer, get out of here SB! 】

Looking at this passage, Yan Xu felt that he didn't even know Chinese characters, so he silently put the phone back in his bag and leaned against the backrest.

But when Yan Xu was taking a break, the internet exploded.

The topic of Yan Xu's ungrateful dog even surpassed Yan Xu's award-winning hot search.

"What's wrong?" Jing Qichen was driving, but he didn't turn his head to look at Yan Xu, his attention was still on driving.Although he didn't get motion sickness anymore, once Jing Qichen got in the car, he became a perfect driver who obeyed the traffic rules.

Yan Xu put his hand on his forehead, he looked at his mobile phone, wanted to check it, but felt that if he did, he would be really stupid.

"Nothing." Yan Xu said in a low voice.

The phone rang suddenly. Yan Xu glanced at the phone screen and found that the note was an editor. He thought about it, and finally pressed the answer button.

"Xiaoyan, have you seen Weibo?" The female voice was anxious, but there was no response from the surroundings. It seemed that she was hiding in the cubicle to call Yan Xu.

Yan Xu asked in a daze, "I didn't read Weibo."

The female voice eagerly said a series of words: "The editorial department has sent out the draft, you'd better respond today. Our boss has always let me I called you, but I haven't sent a message."

"But I have a recording here. I record it every time I call you. I didn't expect the boss to be so cruel and really hang you up."

"What's wrong?" Yan Xu's voice was very steady, but the other hand was clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of the hand were raised due to excessive force.

The editor was stunned, and she explained: "I just posted a long Weibo on Weibo, and bought a big V to forward it, mainly to criticize you for being ungrateful, standing at the highest point of morality..."

Yan Xu laughed, his voice was very low, with a hint of sarcasm, but this laughter made the editor's whole body numb: "Let him talk, why should I respond? The means of despicable people will never be on the table. "

The editor was speechless, and she froze in place, not knowing what to say anymore.

She remembered how she looked when she saw Yan Xu for the first time. At that time, Yan Xu was still young. He had just walked out of college, wearing white short sleeves and jeans. His youthful appearance made her feel like a mother. He seemed very nervous. Standing in front of him confidently, he said that he was here to negotiate the previously agreed contract.

After working as an editor for so many years, although she is not a sharp eye, she knows what kind of photographic works have potential and future.There are so many geniuses in this world, so many that if you catch them in the crowd, you can always catch a few.

But most of the geniuses just came out of the society, and they lost their brilliance after being honed by the world, and turned into smooth sand, drifting with the tide.

At that time Yan Xu was too young, standing in front of him, he was so restrained that he was too shy to speak, only his eyes quietly observed the surrounding environment, and he didn't even walk too fast.The editor still remembers the first words Yan Xu said to himself at that time: "Hi, I'm Yan Xu, and I'm here to discuss the contract."

What a common sentence, but the editor has always remembered it.

I don't know whether she remembered this sentence, or the bright and beautiful eyes of the person who said it.

"However, you thought you still wanted to hang out in this circle. If the final decision is made, no publishing house will dare to publish your photobook in the future..." The editor was persuasive, and she was deeply hurt by what her boss did. Heart, and also ashamed of the timidity and fear of getting into trouble that I chose to keep silent.

Yan Xu looked at the scenery passing by the car window, people were coming and going, shops were everywhere, merchants were selling things, people spent money to buy them, why did the business of money and goods evolve into what it is now?

The editor is still explaining to Yan Xu: "The boss also spent money to hire the navy, and your Weibo comments have been bombed and controlled. Although your fans are still trying to defend themselves, if you don't speak out, The situation will be really one-sided. What will your fans do then? And some onlookers who don’t know the truth have become follow-ups, and your fans are now helpless.”

"I said a few words for you under your comment, and now that comment has been built more than 100 floors, all scolding you and scolding me. And several people in the photography circle also tweeted their support It’s from the publishing house, and they didn’t buy it with the publishing house’s money.”

"If you don't speak up, your fans won't be able to stand up at all. The navy and the brainless black will say that you are guilty. The more you don't speak up, the worse the situation will be. You will be trampled on the ground, and you will not even be able to turn over."

Yan Xu was stunned, he completely forgot that he still had fans, that small group, they had sent him a private message before.Say some words of congratulations, praise your own works, the words are so sincere, as if you have really contributed to them.

"I will post on Weibo." Yan Xu said, he was a little tired, and he didn't understand why he was so unlucky.He has never formed a clique in this circle, and he is not familiar with anyone in the photography circle. He can even say that he knows his name, and he has no contact at all.

Yan Xu suddenly asked Jing Qichen: "If someone you don't know or have contact with suddenly attacks you, what would be the reason?"

Although Jing Qichen felt that Yan Xu's question was somewhat inexplicable, he still said, "Because I don't like the other party? Maybe it's because of jealousy, or maybe it's because I can't understand the other party's behavior?"

Yan Xu nodded, and he said to the editor on the other end of the phone: "I see. I will find a way, thank you."

The editor seemed to be relieved, and her voice was a little decadent: "It's okay, I'm going to resign anyway, and it's not interesting to stay in such a publishing house. Originally, I was planning to see if I might be mentioned to the headquarters in Beijing this year." Go, now it seems that there is no need to wait."

Yan Xu knew that the editor was not a bad person, so he comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay to change jobs, just go out and relax."

"You're the one." The editor laughed, "After this incident is over, you should go out for a walk."

But they all knew in their hearts that Yan Xu might not be able to turn the current situation around, as there was everything on the Internet.Because it's none of your business, you can slander at will.They don't care what happens to the person they hurt.As long as you can vent yourself, nothing else matters.

In the worst case, it will not be published in the future, and it is fine to keep the photos for yourself.

The first thing Yan Xu did after returning home was to turn on his computer. He had just logged on to his Weibo and found that it had been completely bombed. I dare not take a closer look.

In addition to personal attacks, there are also swearing with all kinds of foul language.

Yan Xu clicked on the announcement issued by the publishing house.

It was a long Weibo, estimated to be several thousand characters long.

In the previous paragraphs, I was talking about the kindness of the publishing house to me, saying that I can have what I am today is entirely due to the publishing house. Even this photo is because of the theme that the publishing house helped to find, and it was the publishing house who helped the post-stage color correction. Originally The photos don't look that good at all.

——It even comes with a photo. The so-called uncolored photo Yan Xu can tell at a glance that it is the appearance of his own photo after lowering the exposure and color saturation.But in some people's eyes, these PS photos are the biggest evidence anyway.

The next few paragraphs are when Yan Xu is ungrateful. He has already said before that no matter whether he wins an award or not, it will be published by the publishing house.

But after winning the award, Yan Xu asked for [-]% of the share, and only [-]% for the publisher.

However, publishing houses need to distribute goods, apply for book numbers, and pay for manpower, which is not even half of it.

And Yan Xu also threatened the publishing house, saying that if he didn't give him the price, he would take all the contracted photographers of the publishing house to terminate the contract collectively, and then go to another publishing house.

The last paragraph is that the publishing house condemned Yan Xu's behavior, and said that he would not compromise because of Yan Xu's threat, and the publishing house also has dignity.

Just under this Weibo, there are already more than 3 messages.

All are messages that support the publishing house and despise Yan Xu's ugly behavior.

Yan Xu opened the document and started editing, but with both hands on the keyboard, he didn't know what to type.

After Jing Qichen finished his housework, he walked to Yan Xu's side. He knew that something must have happened to Yan Xu. He didn't seem to be in a good condition now, and he seemed to be out of spirit.

"What's wrong?" Jing Qichen hugged Yan Xu's shoulder from behind, then he looked at the computer screen and saw a blank document, "What do you want to write?"

Yan Xu leaned on the armchair a little decadently, rubbing the bridge of his nose: "I don't know what I want to write either."

Jing Qichen asked: "What do you want to write, let me write it for you?"

Yan Xu looked at Jing Qichen, and suddenly asked, "Can you still write?"

Then Yan Xu told Jing Qichen all the ins and outs of this matter, Jing Qichen was speechless, he knew that human beings always have some inexplicable scheming, but he couldn't think of the benefit of defaming Yan Xu to that publishing house.

The two looked at each other in front of the computer.

"Otherwise... I'll take that publishing house directly? It's too difficult to write." Jing Qichen decided to give up after writing two lines, and he really wasn't suitable to be a writer.

Yan Xu was amused by Jing Qichen, and his depressed mood was suddenly relieved: "You think the publishing house is a gathering place for bad monsters, and you went to take the publishing house away."

Seeing Yan Xu's reaction, Jing Qichen heaved a sigh of relief, he held Yan Xu's hand, and the two hands were tightly clasped together.

"Don't meddle in this matter." Yan Xuyi said to Jing Qichen eloquently, "This is between me and the publishing house."

Jing Qichen nodded, expressing that he would never interfere.

Yan Xu began to type word by word in the document. He wanted his words to be more inspiring, but what he typed out was completely devoid of emotion, just like an announcement.

"Can't you sue him for defamation?" Jing Qichen looked at Yan Xu's writing and finally made such a proposal.

Yan Xu was also very helpless: "I have no evidence in my hand."

Suddenly, Yan Xu thought of the recording in the editor's hand, but the problem was that the recording was a call between the editor and himself, and the owner of the publishing house never called him personally.I should have brought a recording pen with me when I used to negotiate prices.

Otherwise, it would not have fallen into the current passive situation.

The publishing house has the initiative.

"Then I'll pick up the children first, so you write slowly." Jing Qichen put on his windbreaker and went out to the underground garage to drive.

Yan Xu was staring at the computer in a daze, he didn't know what he was going to write.Tell the truth?He has no proof.Bo sympathy?It is estimated that no one will sympathize with him now.It was not easy to start from any aspect, Yan Xu went out to drink water for a while, and went out to eat some biscuits for a while.

But the only good news is that Yan Xu's mood is finally not as bad as before.

"Not finished yet?" Jing Qichen has already returned. The children are watching TV and playing games in the living room. Jing Qichen patted Yan Xu on the shoulder, "If you can't write it, then don't write it. I won't eat it in the future. It's okay, I will take care of you."

Yan Xu shook his head: "It's not a question of whether to eat this kind of food in the future, the publishing house is really insulting this time."

"I'm going out for a while, I'm going to talk to the boss of the publishing house again." Yan Xu said while putting on his coat, and then went to the entrance to put on his sneakers.

Dandan was sitting on the sofa. Seeing that Yan Xu was about to go out, he immediately pounced on him, blinked his big eyes and asked, "Papa, where are you going? Dandan is also very good at school today, Papa you Do you want to see the little red flower of Egg?"

"I'll see if Papa is okay when I come back, Papa is in a hurry now." Yan Xu squatted down and kissed Dandan's forehead, then touched Dandan's little face, and hurried out.

Yan Xu took a taxi to the publishing house. It was off-duty time and the road was very congested.Yan Xu was in a hurry, but he could only try to calm himself down, but obviously, the taxi driver was even more anxious than Yan Xu, and would start cursing every time there was a traffic jam.

"Mind if I smoke a cigarette?" The driver took out a cigarette from the cigarette case.

Yan Xu shook his head: "I don't mind, you can smoke."

The driver brought the cigarette case over: "Do you smoke?"

Yan Xu waved his hand: "I don't smoke."

The driver took out the lighter and opened the car window. He seemed bored, and chatted with Yan Xu: "This road is full of traffic. Since I started sports cars, it has not been smooth, especially at this point. It is even more congested. I guess It will take more than half an hour to reach your destination."

Yan Xu sighed, the driver is an old man, he looked at the young man and smiled, "What? Is there something bothering you? Find a girlfriend now?"

"No, something happened at work, I have to talk to them." Yan Xu sighed.

The driver was obviously full of curiosity. He asked, "What's the matter? Tell me, maybe I can come up with an idea?"

When we met by chance, Yan Xu wasn't worried that the driver had a "spirited person". He said, "I used to discuss business with a publishing house, and it was always [-]-[-]. This time they wanted [-]. I didn't agree. I bought a press release online and said it was my problem."

"Hi." The driver said with an expression that this is not a problem at all, "Isn't it just a mess on the Internet? What's the matter, can you not if he can write a press release? You just ask your friends to make room for you Well!"

The eldest brother obviously treated this matter as a gang fight, Yan Xu didn't speak, and became even more worried.

"Am I wrong? Whether it is online or in reality, whoever has more brothers and people will speak louder." The driver was not angry, "Although the truth is in the hands of a few people, most people They are all idiots. But when there are many people who talk, idiots can become smart."

Yan Xu smiled, but didn't take the driver's words to heart.

"Here we are." The driver parked the car on the side of the road, and Yan Xu paid the money and left.

Yan Xu walked to the door of the publisher's office. At this time, most of the editors were off work, but fortunately the boss was still there, and there were two or three editors and the editors who were not off work. Their jaws were almost shocked when they saw Yan Xu come in. Lost.

"The boss is inside." The editor pointed to the only office here.

Yan Xu knocked on the door. It is estimated that the person the boss did not expect to come was Yan Xu. He quickly said, "Come in."

The door is not locked.

The boss looked up and was stunned, but he quickly realized - he has seen all kinds of turmoil, how could he not be able to deal with a freelance photographer without a backstage?

"What are you doing here? It's too late now." The boss had a smile on his lips, as if everything was under his control. He was the Tathagata Buddha, and Yan Xu, a grandson, couldn't find his Wuzhi Mountain.

Yan Xu sat on the chair: "Don't you feel disgusted by doing this?"

"Haha..." The boss was overjoyed, "Do you think this is a kindergarten? Are you so naive?"

The boss's face changed instantly, he looked at Yan Xu, the expression on his face gradually became ferocious, he leaned in front of Yan Xu, and said in an aggressive tone: "If you beg me, maybe I will I will delete that Weibo."

"What do I ask of you?" Yan Xu sneered, "I didn't do anything wrong."

"You're wrong." The boss folded his arms around his chest, he was puffing out his belly full of turbidity, and he was wearing a suit that was collapsed by himself.He looks like a good man, but obviously, a person's heart is not necessarily proportional to his appearance.

Yan Xu didn't want to be angry, and tried to suppress his anger: "What can you get if you slander me like this?"

"Are you telling me? You brought a recording pen?" The boss said with a smile, "I'm different from you, and I'm not stupid."

"I advise you to go back and think of a way. You can't get anything from me." The boss walked over and opened the door of the office, stretched out a hand, and made a gesture of invitation.

Yan Xu stood up, he walked over, grabbed the boss's collar the moment he went out, the two of them looked at each other, Yan Xu's eyes were full of burning anger: "You will regret it."

The boss smiled and pulled back his collar: "Young man, don't just say harsh words, you make me regret it?"

Yan Xu left without looking back. From this moment on, both sides had no chance to retreat.

To be precise, Yan Xu will not give the publishing house any chance to withdraw from such a war without gunpowder.

Using public opinion as a weapon, the final field has become the Internet.

This time Yan Xu knew who to ask for help, regardless of Zhang Zhuangzhuang's usual idle appearance - he has never gone out to work, but he has never been short of money.Yan Xu knows, but he does know that Zhuang Zhuang is an internet celebrity on the Internet, and his face has helped him attract a lot of fans.In order to attract more fans and whitewash himself by the way, Zhuang Zhuang even went for a plastic surgery appraisal.

And he tosses his face on the video every day.

Later, with the live broadcasting industry, Zhuang Zhuang also started live game broadcasting, not only female fans, but also male fans.

He has his own Taobao store—although Yan Xu never knew where he got the goods from.

By the way, Weibo and videos occasionally advertise, which is also a lot of money.

He should know better how to deal with online scolding.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Lengxuan opened the door - at such a late night, Zhang Lengxuan was still very neatly dressed, a valuable brand-name coat and vest, but he was only wearing a large patterned trousers underneath.

Yan Xu followed Zhang Lengxuan to the room, the room was messy, there were many instant noodle boxes and packaging boxes on the table, trousers and clothes were piled up all over the sofa, and the floor was also full of trousers, Yan Xu managed to get on the sofa I swept out a seat and found a pair of worn underwear from the gap.

"..."

"Don't be polite to me, sit down. Hey, wait a minute, I'll tell my fans to suspend the live broadcast tonight." Zhang Lengxuan waved his hand, "Don't look at me like this, I'm very popular, if I What I'm doing is live broadcasting of games, I guess I can't even open the door for you."

Yan Xu sighed, why did he feel strong and reliable just now?

Zhang Lengxuan didn't think he was unreliable, the two had been friends for many years, Yan Xu raised his ass and he knew what Yan Xu was going to do next: "What's wrong? Something happened? Who bullied you?"

Yan Xu laughed: "It's not bullying, it's just that things are a little troublesome."

"Tell me, the thing I'm most afraid of is trouble." Zhang Lengxuan was extremely curious, "I've known you for so many years, but I've never seen you like this. Aren't you usually a person who doesn't move like a mountain? "

Yan Xu could only tell the story of what happened again.

Zhang Lengxuan touched his awl chin: "It's simple and easy to solve."

The author has something to say: Zhuang Zhuang: As an Internet celebrity, I am not afraid.

Yan Xu: Awesome, like it.