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"Teacher Chen Mo, you are a well-known lyricist and director in this century. People who like your works range from Guancheng to Onika, but there are also many disparaging remarks about you on Xinbo. May I ask, what do you think of this?" An entertainment reporter raised the microphone to Chen Mo's mouth. "Everyone likes radish and green vegetables. Some people like sour ones and some like spicy ones. Does spicy food taste better than sour ones? Everyone has their own taste." Chen Mo smiled and didn't care. "However, you have repeatedly used the insulting word dog on Xinbo..." Chen Mo stretched out his hand to interrupt him and looked directly into his eyes: "Dogs are human beings' good friends. Now that you are defining dogs as an insulting term, do you dare to be responsible for the subsequent negative effects!" The reporter's eyes flickered and he lowered his head to avoid Chen Mo's gaze. "Haha, I just made a joke with this journalist friend." Chen Mo turned to face the camera and said seriously: "That netizen has slandered me many times. At this time, the remarks he posted on Xinbo. Com (How could a 200-pound fat man write such a song, it is just a hype method of Xinghui Entertainment). Not only that, he opened my box by illegal means. I could have kept the evidence and prosecuted according to law to protect my own rights. I let him go because it was his first offense, and I also praised him as a good friend of mankind." "And!" Chen Mo put away his cell phone and leaned in front of the camera: "I was lucky enough to write it. My song of a few hundred words sells for hundreds of thousands and is worth thousands of gold. Even if you write it in a flashy way, it's still a piece of shit." Chen Mo didn't care what kind of turmoil this report would cause. He was already in ruins, so how could he talk about it?