Chapter 30 Song Wen is scared!
Chapter 30 Song Wen is scared!
Song Wen's phone was already on speakerphone, and in the empty stadium, Ling Feng's comforting voice was particularly clear.
"Song Wen, the coverage of you in China is not very good right now. Although I have blocked this article, the other party will definitely publish it on other platforms. Your focus is not in China now, so there is no need to care so much about this kind of thing. If it really doesn't work, I can also issue a clarification statement."
There is naturally a reason why Ling Feng takes such good care of Song Wen.
As a senior football media worker, Ling Feng also loves football very much.
But the performance of the Chinese national football team has obviously rubbed salt into the fans' wounds time and time again.
Unlike those fans who only pay attention to the game, the nature of Ling Feng's job naturally exposes him to more things outside the court.
Why is the Chinese national football team failing?
This has always been a question that bothers all fans?
Is it really true that among 1.3 billion people, we can’t find 11 people who can play football?
Some fans even began to comfort themselves, thinking that it was entirely due to racial issues.
But why has football in Japan and South Korea been developing rapidly in recent years, while the Chinese national team has been standing still or even regressing?
Could it be that Japanese and Korean players have been taking hormones since childhood?
In fact, Ling Feng has seen many young but talented stars over the years.
But once these players get older, they always become mediocre.
And Song Wen is the most outstanding young player he has seen in these years.
And from his conversation with the other party, it seems that the other party has no intention of returning to China to make money. At least for the next few years, he wants to stay in Europe to develop.
This makes Ling Feng full of expectations for Song Wen's future.
Maybe one day, he will really be able to sit in front of the TV, listen to the European commentary, and shout out a Chinese name loudly!
So Ling Feng paid special attention to Song Wen.
Ling Feng wanted to say a few words of comfort. After all, in his eyes, the person in front of him was just a seventeen-year-old kid.
The cyber violence that Song Wen has suffered these days is jaw-dropping and is totally beyond the endurance of ordinary people.
"Song Wen, you have to believe me, an old media person. This kind of thing, as long as you deal with it calmly, it won't take long..."
"Hahaha!!"
The sudden laughter interrupted Ling Feng's words. Before he could react, he heard Song Wen's excited voice.
"I didn't expect there would be such a good thing in the world?"
Ling Feng suspected that Song Wen was driven crazy.
"Song Wen, calm down."
"Teacher Ling Feng, how can you ask me to calm down?"
"You won't solve the problem this way."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Listening to the unbridled laughter coming from the other side, Ling Feng fell into silence.
What a great player, ruined like this!!
"Teacher Ling Feng, I think you may have misunderstood."
Song Wen noticed the other party's emotions and explained with a smile.
"I am really happy now. Mr. Ling Feng, please don't block this manuscript. It's best to publish it on the largest page! If possible, it would be best to add a few words at the end: welcome to reprint."
After hearing Song Wen's words, Ling Feng felt a little confused. He had no idea what Song Wen was talking about.
In fact, Song Wen was now laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
He was worried that the fever would soon subside after he returned to England.
After all, if a fish's memory only lasts three seconds, then these netizens' memory may only last three days.
He just didn't expect that he was still struggling with this problem in the last second, and in the next second, a master secretly helped him. If he was lucky enough to meet that master, Song Wen would definitely thank him in person.
"Song Wen, don't be angry."
Seeing some worry in Ling Feng's tone, Song Wen decided to change his words.
After all, it is not easy for Song Wen to explain to others that he makes a living by being a black fan.
Without his black fans, he would starve to death.
"Teacher Ling Feng, you also said that even if you don't publish it, he will definitely find another platform to publish it. The result will still be the same."
Seeing that the other party was still silent, Song Wen continued, "You think, if you help him publish this report today, he may submit his manuscripts to you in the future. In this way, if there is any situation in the future, I can make plans in advance."
After hearing Song Wen's explanation, Ling Feng thought about it and it seemed that there was some truth in it.
The two chatted for a while and finally finalized the matter.
Song Wen was too lazy to go back to the apartment, so he took a shower in the stadium's locker room and fell asleep.
Anyway, all the players have to gather at the stadium for tomorrow's game, and he really can't walk anymore.
Lying casually on the sofa in the locker room, Song Wen took out his cell phone.
Ling Feng's work efficiency is very high. Song Wen had only been interacting with netizens on Weibo for less than half an hour, and the report that smeared him had already become a hot topic.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Song Wen put down his phone and fell asleep.
Let the bullet fly for a while.
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Big Year.
Although the Spring Festival has passed, Chinese football fans only truly celebrated the New Year today.
As a report about Song Wen appeared on the Internet in a vivid manner, fans of the Chinese national football team shouted that Song Zema's reputation had collapsed. They were happy to hear it, very happy, and everyone was celebrating and telling others about it!
It’s even more lively than the Chinese New Year.
They seemed to have forgotten that Song Wen's character had no room to collapse. It was already an underground railway track.
God knows how Chinese football fans spent this Spring Festival.
The national football team said "The national football team wishes you a happy New Year" and kowtowed to the fans seven times, which touched the fans' hearts. The smell of shit in their mouths could not be dissipated even after the New Year.
Netizens also made jokes.
The Chinese national football team’s New Year’s Eve dinner features seven dishes.
When I opened it, I saw my own mother kicking inside.
The Chinese football fans were teased and blushed, but they were powerless to refute and could only vent all their anger on Song Wen's Weibo.
Song Wen's outrageous move made the blood pressure of Chinese football fans soar.
Not only did this guy not apologize to the national football team and the fans, he even had a high-intensity confrontation with the fans in the comment section.
It's the other way around!
There are tens of thousands of football fans in our country. Can’t they be scolded by a 17-year-old kid like you?
The fans rolled up their sleeves and prepared to have a great time, but they didn't expect that Song Wen's skills were more than that.
Whenever there are too many comments and he is unable to respond in time, Song Wen will temporarily close the comments.
After greeting each other, reopen the comments and welcome a new wave of baptism.
This has led to Chinese football fans surfing the Weibo intensively over the past two days, holding their phones and refreshing Song Wen's Weibo every day. Once they see that comments are allowed, they will start @ing him in various fan groups.
@Everyone! The Song Ze comment area is now open for comments! When the fans go to battle, no grass grows. Today we are going to praise Song Zema!
In two days, Song Wen’s Weibo post soared in popularity and directly became the number one on the entire Internet!
And today, as the negative news came out, everyone was surprised to find that Song Wen actually stopped replying to netizens!
For a moment, the fans saw the hope of victory!
Song Wen is scared!
(End of this chapter)