I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

After the live stream ended, the soft, normal lighting in the study was turned back on.

Yu Wen carefully put the paper letter back into the drawer.

The personal terminal on the table then started flashing.

Chang Liren's holographic communication request was displayed in the most conspicuous position.

Yu Wen connected to the communication.

Chang Liren's figure quickly gathered in the center of the study.

His expression was very serious. Without even exchanging pleasantries, he directly pulled up a dark red screen displaying public opinion.

"Teacher Yu, something's not right about tonight."

"Someone is deliberately targeting you."

As he moved, a large number of posts, video clips, and articles from self-media appeared in front of Yu Wen.

[Exploiting the Deceased]

[Leaking the privacy of underage girls]

Using real tragedies to drive traffic to free content

[A meticulously designed marketing scam by the Weiguang platform]

Some of the content comes from so-called cultural scholars, some from influential figures with millions of followers, and many accounts masquerade as ordinary readers.

On the surface, they each say their own thing.

The timing of publication, the keywords used, and even the initial angle of questioning are all clearly related.

It was clearly not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Someone is pushing them from behind.

Yu Wen leaned back in his wheelchair, glanced at the items briefly, and gradually frowned.

Originally, he really couldn't be bothered to argue with these people.

In this era where traffic is paramount and algorithms determine everything, he has little interest in so-called industry status.

His initial idea was very simple.

Write books and make money.

As for rankings, platform battles, and all the intricacies within the literary world, let whoever wants to fight it out do so.

As long as the money arrives, he doesn't care about getting involved.

His work became a hit, and some people were envious, while others tried to sabotage him, which didn't surprise him.

What truly disgusted him was that these people, in their attempt to trample on him, even dragged in the child who had already left.

Yu Wen stared at it for a moment, then suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"They're even willing to exploit human suffering for a bit of traffic."

Chang Liren wasn't too surprised by this; he reached out and pulled up a platform data chart.

"The StarNet traffic pool is only this big."

"If you take more, others will naturally take less."

"Before, you were just a newcomer who suddenly appeared, and they could take it as a coincidence."

"But after 'To Live' and 'The Old Man and the Sea' were published one after the other, the situation was completely different."

Chang Liren looked at Yu Wen with a very serious tone.

"You can easily attract a large number of new users by publishing any work now."

"By setting up a temporary live stream, millions of people can flood into the live stream room at the same time."

"This is enough to make some people anxious."

Listening to Chang Liren's words, the displeasure that Yu Wen had been suppressing gradually surfaced.

The novel "To Live" had just been finished when a barrage of accusations of plagiarism began.

When he was preparing to write "The Old Man and the Sea," before he even started the main text, those unscrupulous authors and studios were already scrambling to register keywords and frantically releasing all sorts of copycat works.

Now, he's simply explaining the origin of that letter during a live broadcast, saying a few words on behalf of the child who has already passed away to his mother.

Those hiding behind the scenes can even portray this as exploiting the deceased and using the deaths of minors to drive traffic to their platforms.

again and again.

Whether it's done openly or covertly.

Those underhanded tactics never truly stopped.

These people really wish he would disappear as soon as possible.

As the saying goes, things shouldn't happen more than three times.

Chang Liren raised his hand and turned off the public opinion light screen, saying:

"Teacher Yu, Weiguang has experienced many things like this over the years."

"In the past, we were small and could only survive in the cracks between large platforms such as Yuntu Literature, Fanshu Free Novels, and Huanshi Media."

"They eat meat, and we're lucky if we get a little soup."

"So back then, nobody really paid attention to the glimmer of light."

Chang Liren paused and continued:

"But things are different now."

"Because of your work, Weiguang's popularity and new users in the Eastern region are rising rapidly."

"After 'The Old Man and the Sea' spread overseas, it opened up the market in the West Coast region for us."

"People who used to pay no attention to the glimmer of light are now starting to actively engage with the platform."

"From the perspective of those big platforms, these people should have been their users originally."

Yu Wen understood.

The previous glimmer of light was too small.

Even the giants wouldn't bother to seriously step on it, finding it a waste of effort.

But now, Weiguang has begun to truly take readers and traffic away from them.

Naturally, he became the target of public criticism.

Chang Liren walked to the window.

The Midtown area behind him was still brightly lit, with countless neon-lit tracks crisscrossing in the night.

"From the very beginning of my founding of Glimmer, I foresaw this day would come."

"A platform that wants to truly grow big cannot forever hide behind others and pick up what's left."

"When a pawn suddenly overturns the chessboard, the players will inevitably unite to attack it, and trouble will naturally come knocking."

He chuckled as he said this.

"I just never imagined that this day would come so quickly and so suddenly because of you."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wen smiled and said:

"So, hearing you say that, it's actually a good thing?"

"It's both a good thing and a bad thing."

Chang Liren turned around.

"The fact that they've started targeting Weiguang shows that we've qualified to be seen as a threat by them."

"From this perspective, it's certainly a good thing."

"But such methods will only increase in the future."

"This is also a hurdle that Microlight must overcome if it wants to continue to develop."

Chang Liren's expression turned serious again.

"Leave the platform-related matters to me."

"We will investigate the accounts that need to be investigated, and we will not hesitate to take legal action as required."

"You don't need to pay attention to those things, and don't let them lead you by the nose."

"They question copyright today, so you come out and explain copyright."

"If your experience is questioned tomorrow, you'll have to prove whether you understand literature or not."

"If we accuse you of exploiting the deceased again the day after tomorrow, will you have to do another live stream?"

Chang Liren shook his head.

"If you just follow their lead, you won't need to write anything at all."

"Every day I have to accompany them to prove themselves..."

Yu Wen certainly understood this principle.

Even though I understood, the anger in my chest didn't dissipate.

He doesn't like to argue.

I don't want to waste time on this pointless war of words.

Just because he doesn't want to argue doesn't mean he has no temper.

So many attacks, both overt and covert, have come one after another.

Does he really think he's all he can do is take a beating?

"You don't need to worry about this."

Chang Liren thought he was still angry, so he tried to comfort him:

"You should rest well and prepare for the upcoming surgery and creative work."

"I'll handle the rest."

Yu Wen suddenly raised his head and said:

"President Chang, public relations wrangling is taking too long."

"Moreover, readers will get bored and annoyed after reading for a while."

He opened the author backend of Weiguang and created a new single-article publishing page next to the serialization directory of "We Three".

"Since they are so eager to explore the 'boundary between reality and creation,' and so fond of defining me with unfounded accusations, then I'll give them another dish tonight."

"What are you planning to do?" Chang Liren's heart skipped a beat, and he had a premonition that Yu Wen was going to make a big splash.

"It's nothing."

Yu Wen wiggled his fingers.

"I just suddenly felt like writing a story."

"Give it to them."

Since those people like to fabricate charges, like to use high-sounding reasons to cover up the interests behind them, and like to first convict someone and then force them to prove their innocence, then no story is more suitable for the present.

Since in this world, so-called competition is nothing more than baseless smear campaigns and politically correct framing, then no work is more suitable for the current situation than the masterpiece of that master of humor and satire.

On the newly created blank page, he typed out the highly ironic title, word by word—

Running for governor.

He wants to use Mark Twain's most biting and absurd black humor scalpel to strip away the hypocritical, morally upright, but actually thieving capitalist clowns of the entire StarNet, exposing them piece by piece to everyone.