Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 266 Dismantle Your Sewing Machine (11)

After finishing this sentence, Wen Zilian suddenly realized one thing——

Her strange disease was cured!
I won't speak the truth anymore!
Very good!
Although she didn't know why it was all right suddenly, it didn't stop her from feeling ecstatic.

God knows that these few days when she can only tell the truth, it is a torment that is worse than death for her!
If it weren't for the fact that she was still on the phone with the editor, Wen Zilian would almost not be able to control herself from laughing out loud.

"What? Didn't you post it?"

The editor's tail rises, full of surprise.

Although this Weibo was posted by her, it is a fact that her Weibo was tampered with, so facing the editor's doubts, Wen Zilian spoke with confidence: "That's right, if you don't believe me, I can I will send you the account number and password, and you will find out after you log in and try it yourself, and the Weibo sent out cannot be deleted at all!"

"Oh... That's right, then you can send me the account password later. If there is really a problem with the account, I will find someone to help you solve it."

After pondering for a moment, the editor remembered the important point: "Then you should have no problem with tomorrow's live broadcast, right?"

She felt that Wen Zilian was in a strange state these days, her mood seemed unstable, and she said some strange words from time to time, and even tentatively asked her if she could not participate in the live broadcast or postpone the live broadcast...

At this moment, this kind of thing happened unexpectedly the day before the live broadcast, which caused the editor a lot of headaches.

Wen Zilian said without hesitation: "No problem! I will definitely cooperate with the host and perform well!"

"Okay, okay, that's good, go back and re-read the manuscript I sent you a few times, don't say the wrong thing then, I'm a bit busy now, let's not talk about it, you put your Weibo account number and password send to me……"

The short call ends.

After Wen Zilian sent her Weibo account number and password to the editor, she felt unprecedentedly relaxed. Sitting on the sofa at home, she took out her mobile phone and opened Weibo habitually, only to find that the account was still logged on her mobile phone. It seems that the editor Haven't had time to log in yet.

She refreshed it casually, and found that [Deer Road] actually reposted her apologetic Weibo, and accompanied it with the text: I don't forgive, I'm not a teacher, plagiarism can't be punished.

In fact, Wen Zilian's Weibo post was very interesting. Although it seemed to admit plagiarism, the whole article did not directly admit the words of plagiarism. I apologized, called the other party a teacher, and put my posture very modestly, so I only need to say a few sentences, "This is not plagiarism, and most of them have apologized. How can you be unforgiving?" "Such remarks can easily lead readers away by the nose.

Under the comment section of Shu Liang's reposted Weibo, such a voice appeared as expected.

Seeing that many people spoke for her, Wen Zilian breathed a sigh of relief, felt flattered, smiled triumphantly, and continued to comment on Weibo, hoping to see more voices cursing [Deer Road] for speaking for her.

Scold, scold, the more fierce the better, it's best to scold her until she's depressed, until she doesn't dare to go online anymore.

How dare she come to threaten her so arrogantly!
So what if Weibo cannot be deleted?

Oh, I'm sorry, if you have more readers, you are great, if you have many readers, you have the right to speak, and if you have many readers, you are right.

The more Wen Zilian watched, the more relieved she became.

(End of this chapter)