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Chapter 234

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Roasting was also very particular. It wasn't just randomly picking faults and blah blah blah blah blah. That wasn't roasting, but simply venting one's dissatisfaction. It was no different from asking a random passerby to talk about the pros and cons.

As a professional uploader, he naturally had to show his professionalism. Xu Qing was very professional. He knew that roasting was about speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

Speed meant speaking quickly. He couldn't pick fault with every word slowly like a commentator. He had to speak quickly and clearly, giving people a feeling of contentment.

Accuracy meant spitting accurately. He couldn't pick bones from eggs or randomly spit at places that he couldn't stand. Instead, he had to be reasonable and well-grounded.

Ruthlessness was the key to roasting. If he wasn't ruthless, he wouldn't be able to reflect the shoddy production and wouldn't be able to express his feelings.

As a film and television uploader, it was his duty to help the audience pick out good dramas and remove the shitty products from the assembly line.

It was also one of his duties to help the many friends who had been disgusted but lacked the vocabulary to express their inner dissatisfaction.

If they couldn't be fed sh * t by others, the audience could only accept it. This was unfair to those who worked hard and diligently, and it would gradually create a trend of bad money driving out good money. Xu Qing didn't want to see that happen. That was what he liked. This market could sink, but it couldn't become more and more excessive.

If criticism wasn't free, then praise would be meaningless.

Then he jumped up with a bang.

Someone had to stand up.

"'I'm growing up' … To quote a certain saying, if a car had an accident and fell into a ditch, it wouldn't be the fault of the windshield wiper. This is a blatant insult to people's intelligence by the director and scriptwriter. Let's see what kind of god they are —"

"To be honest, this is the second time I have the habit of watching the scriptwriter remove the mines before watching a drama. It ruined my youth … What the hell are they changing?"

"…"

Jiang He supported his chin with his hand, his thumb pressing on the ballpoint pen. From time to time, his eyes glanced in Xu Qing's direction. This appearance of Xu Qing didn't have any of his usual sloppy and serious look.

When it came to his field of expertise, it was just like when she was practicing martial arts.

Xu Qing was indeed furious. This was the second time he had such a huge grudge against a drama series. The last time, it was still the good sir. The first part was fine, but at the end, he didn't know what was going on, but for some reason, it was all over the place. For example, at his ex-girlfriend's wedding, the main character insisted on giving her a pair of shoes. His bootlicker nature was displayed to the extreme, and the groom couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried to guard against it. As a result, the bride had to wear the shoes given by the main character for her wedding …

After a few days of disgust, Xu Qing blacklisted the scriptwriters. He looked at the name list before watching the drama.

This time, he didn't need to do much editing. He just needed to pull the progress bar and close his eyes to edit a paragraph, and he would be able to complain. Xu Qing skillfully finished the editing, but he had trouble choosing the background music.

He really didn't want to ruin the music.

"Are you done?"

Jiang He saw him unplug his headphones and asked leisurely.

"Not so fast."

"Aren't you afraid of others scolding you for saying such harsh words?"

"I'm just stating the truth. Just like 1 + 1 = 2, if someone insists on arguing that 1 + 1 = 3, I will only feel sorry for him."

Xu Qing shook his head. Although everyone had their own preferences when it came to art … there were some things that didn't fit into the category of art. It was just a pile of crap.

"Some people watch dramas because they like them. I don't care if they scold me. They have the right to praise it, and I also have the right to not praise it. These are all personal preferences, and we can just look at each other. I respect them, and there's no need for everyone to have the same opinion.

"There are also some people who like a certain person. No matter what the drama is like, as long as that person is there, they will praise him to their heart's content, turning black into white. This is no longer a question of whether it's good or bad … Being led around by others, I feel that it's really pitiful."

As he clicked on the mouse, he turned back to look at Jiang He and said, "There's no perfect work to begin with. There will always be people who are dissatisfied with everything, but there are some people who want to make the things they like perfect, and they can't tolerate any other voices … Every drama has someone they like. If this goes on, won't any drama get a perfect score?

That's why I want you to study more, lest I despise you when you become like that one day. "

"Uh …"

"When a normal person watches a drama, they think that the person's acting is not bad. The next time they see the person's acting, they will watch it again. If the person's acting is not good, they will give up or watch it while pinching their nose. If they really like it, they will wait for the person's next drama to be good.

Some people … Ahem, anyway, I'm keeping an eye on you. If you show any signs of that, I will put on my armor and press you to the bed to teach you a lesson. "

"You can't hold me down even with your armor on." Jiang He raised his fist and shook it at him.

How dare he think that he can hold me down while wearing his chainmail?

Hmph …

"One punch from you and I might die," Xu Qing said.

"It's good that you know."

"So, will you beat me to death?"

"…"

A question mark slowly appeared on Jiang He's head.

Xu Qing suddenly became interested. "Should I try wearing the armor later? I don't believe that you will beat me to death. "

"But I will resist fiercely."

"I'm looking forward to it …"

As Xu Qing spoke, he stood up. It seemed that he wanted to go to the storeroom to do something exciting with the armor that he made with his hands.

Jiang He was shocked. He really didn't know what to do if he wanted to court death. If he was wearing the armor, it would not hurt if he was hit lightly, but if he was hit hard … it might hurt him.

"Xu Qing!"

She shouted loudly.

"Hmm?"

"You dare?!"

"I …" Xu Qing rubbed his nose. Seeing the panic in her eyes, he couldn't help but laugh.

What was this girl looking at? What was she thinking …

Jiang He saw his smile and became even more vigilant. He knew that there must be a conspiracy. Since he couldn't learn martial arts, he wanted to borrow external force?

"Foot, foot … I'll let you use it." She lowered her head and took out the foot from under her knees.

"You said 'use' …"

Xu Qing's expression became very complicated. He really didn't think of anything. He just wanted to try to see if he could hold Jiang He down.

After all, Jiang He was a little calf with great strength.

Jiang He secretly looked up at him. Just now, Baidu said that it would be bad for a man's health if he kept on estrus.

How could she not have an affair before marriage and not let Xu Qing think about it every day? She thought for a long time and finally came up with such a perfect idea. Jiang He felt that she was really too smart.

Feeling Xu Qing sitting over and holding her foot in his hand, Jiang He looked out of the window and bit her lips to force herself to calm down.

"Why are you blushing!"

Xu Qing saw Jiang He's blushing ears and took the exercise book angrily. "Look at the question!"

Jiang He turned back in shock.

Why did he feel that he seemed to be even more perverted?



It had almost become a habit for Xu Wenbin to peek at Xu Qing's work. He would follow every update and was definitely a true fan. However, he refused to admit it and insisted that he was "watching what this kid is doing".

He clicked on the new video.

"Playing with maggots in the toilet when I'm bored …"

??

He looked at the grapefruit in his hand. Each plump grapefruit …

He suddenly lost his appetite.

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