This man knows how to hype

Chapter 460 A Blow to the Head (Update 15)

There is an idiom called "a blow to the head".

The word originally meant "a blow to the head, metaphorically receiving a severe warning or sudden blow."

But in the new era, this word has been given new meaning.

For example, Xu Xiyu was right about Ke Xinying... ahem... no... for example, on YouTube, there are many videos related to China, and you can always see comments from Koreans below them.

There is no need to introduce in detail the content of his comments, other than to say they were extremely sour.

Therefore, many bloggers who repost YouTube comment videos always put the Korean comments first, which is called "a blow to the head".

Now, it is September 9th, two days before the opening of the National Style Culture Festival. Various promotional materials have been released, attracting a lot of continued attention and discussion.

That is when everyone is discussing heatedly.

The emergence of a piece of news completely ignited the already hot topic.

This news is called [Guests on a Korean variety show accused some costumes in the promotional video of "National Culture Festival·Golden Autumn Moon" of plagiarizing Korean costumes, and claimed that the "Mid-Autumn Festival" originated from the Korean "Chuseok Festival"]

Speaking of which, Xu Xiyu also had doubts at the beginning, whether such news was really made by South Korea or was deliberately fabricated by domestic media to attract attention.

After carefully tracing the source, I found out that it was really done by people from Korea.

Just like the "Chuseok Festival", they originally planned to apply for the "Mid-Autumn Festival", but it failed, so they changed the name.

It’s just like failing to apply for the “Dragon Boat Festival” to be listed as a world heritage, so instead, you apply for the “Dragon Boat Festival” to be listed as a world heritage.

It is organized and planned plagiarism.

This is true on Earth and on Blue Planet as well.

Therefore, if you want to let the Koreans come in to stir up trouble, it doesn't take any effort at all, and you don't even have to spend any money, because they are happy to do so and have been doing these things all along.

Now, with the National Style Culture Festival about to open, this piece of news suddenly popped up, and public opinion really exploded.

[Damn, can we get all the Koreans to migrate to Mars? I don’t really want to live on the same planet with them]

[@徐希羽@柯欣莹, what do you say when someone says you plagiarize? (dog head)]

[How dare they speak out? In recent years, there have been few cases of domestic entertainment plagiarizing Korean variety shows? 】

【? ? ? 】

[Stealing NM's concept, as long as the Koreans plagiarize, you jump out to talk about the variety show, don't wash it, how can this be the same thing? ]

[My friend is a history professor. Apart from anything else, the Mid-Autumn Festival did originate from Korea's Chuseok Festival. Only by recognizing other people's culture can we make better progress.

Don’t try to use the “everything originated from China” trick. Arrogance will not make you truly powerful. I encourage you all (bow fist, bow fist, bow fist)]

【? ? ? ? ? 】

[He is still encouraging you all! He is still clasping his fists! He still thinks he is quite sober! ]

[Ouch, I can’t take it anymore, my blood pressure is going up]

Ke Xinying: [My blood pressure has also risen]

[Damn it, I caught Ms. Ke, don’t let her get away]

[Catch +1]

[Catch +2]

It was posted dozens or hundreds of times, and the entry #柯欣莹血压力上来了# became a hot search.

On the other side, Mao Gaojun almost choked to death on the wine in his mouth after seeing this trending search.

He coughed and said, "No, is the Korean so filial that he comes to give Ke Xinying some warmth at this time?"

"It's a traditional program. They always accuse us of plagiarism. This time, Ke Xinying made such a big fuss, it would be strange if they didn't say something sarcastic." Wang Yuruo's voice rang out.

After recording the show, she stayed with Mao Gaojun. After all, this was her biggest opportunity and she had to seize it.

As for Qi Xiangyang, he is the boss of Donghai after all, and it is impossible for him to be with Mao Gaojun all the time.

"Fortunately, they didn't say that flower-making originated in Korea, otherwise Gulixia would have added another wave of popularity by mentioning that bitch." Wang Yuruo added.

"Why, are you jealous of Gulixiati's recent popularity?" Mao Gaojun reached out and pulled her over.

"I have you behind the scenes, why should I be jealous of her?" Wang Yuruo said with a sigh in her voice.

"But Xu Xiyu is behind her." Mao Gaojun said, holding Wang Yuruo's conscience with both hands. "How can Xu Xiyu compare with you?" Wang Yuruo flattered, but only she knew whether this was true or not.

However, Mao Gaojun still enjoyed this kind of flattery.

Moreover, in certain situations, men's IQ and defensiveness are infinitely close to zero, and their urge to brag is close to 100%.

He smiled and boasted, "That's true. Xu Xiyu just had some luck. Fortunately, this luck won't last long. Maybe in a few months, Xu Xiyu will become a traitor."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuruo couldn't help but straighten up.

The straight hair Gaojun felt fuller, heavier and more elastic in his hands.

"Mr. Mao, what does this mean? Could it be that Xu Xiyu has such black material?" A gossipy and excited look flashed in Wang Yuruo's eyes.

If Xu Xiyu has this kind of black material, it would be really fun.

But Mao Gaojun shook his head when he heard this and said, "Others may have it, but Xu Xiyu definitely doesn't. This bastard is essentially a populist."

Hearing this, Wang Yuruo's straight body softened instantly: "I thought there was some exciting melon to eat?"

"You wanted to eat the melon but didn't get to eat it. Are you disappointed?" Mao Gaojun laughed.

"Indeed." Wang Yuruo nodded.

"It's okay. If you can't eat Xu Xiyu's melon, I have a delicious melon for you to eat." Mao Gaojun said as he placed his hand on top of Wang Yuruo's head.

Wang Yuruo felt guilty and gave him a deliberate roll of the eyes.

Then he shrank back and sat on the carpet.

The melon that Mao Gaojun eats is cucumber.

An hour later, after squeezing the last bit of juice out of the cucumber, Wang Yuruo lit a cigarette and looked at his cell phone.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t take it.

Her eyes almost popped out when she took it: "Fuck, what's going on?!"

"What's wrong?" Mao Gaojun asked with half-opened eyes and a tired tone.

"There's a hot topic on Weibo, called #徐熙羽是漢奸#. Search for Xu Xiyu in the search box, and this is the first related entry." Wang Yuruo said as she handed the phone to Mao Gaojun, with some excitement in her eyes.

While Mao Gaojun was looking at the screen, she continued, "I told you that you wouldn't mention something that didn't happen. Sure enough, Mr. Mao, was this something you did? Were you planning on shocking me?"

"What a shock!" Mao Gaojun said as he pushed Wang Yuruo's phone away with one hand, found his own phone and called Qi Xiangyang.

As soon as the call was connected, he said directly: "Lao Qi, have you seen the hot list of Douyin?"

"No, what's the matter?"

"Now some people say Xu Xiyu is a traitor!"

"Ah?" Qi Xiangyang was confused.

"I highly suspect that he directed and acted this out himself. This guy is used to playing this kind of trick. He first made some news about South Korea, and then made this kind of traitor news, just to confuse public opinion so that he can get away with it."

Mao Gaojun was a smart man after all, and he immediately noticed something was wrong.

When Qi Xiangyang heard this, he was a little incredulous and said, "He directed and acted in this scene himself. Could it be that he predicted our prediction?"

"Probably!" Mao Gaojun's face gradually became ugly as he spoke. It's not that he had any losses. After all, he hasn't really implemented the plan yet and hasn't really invested anything.

What really made him uncomfortable was that he was so complacent that he thought he had discovered a killer move, but Xu Xiyu had already predicted it.

This is really hard to accept!

Qi Xiangyang on the other side found it harder to accept than him. He gritted his teeth and muttered, "It's like this again. Damn it, why is it like this again!!!"

"Why is this happening again?" Mao Gaojun was puzzled.

"When we were fighting him in the East China Sea, this guy could always predict every time we discussed something. It felt like he was sitting next to me during a meeting! Now, that feeling comes again!"

“……”Mao Gaojun.

"Mr. Mao, do you think it's possible that we'll end up making things worse? He's hyping it up, so we should find a way to verify what he's hyping up." Seeing that Mao Gaojun didn't say anything, Qi Xiangyang asked.

As soon as these words were spoken, Mao Gaojun's eyes narrowed and he began to think carefully.

　Thanks to Forest Firefly, Chuyi for starting to read, book friends 20230227101129053, and ZZZZc for their rewards

　　
　
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