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Tennessee, inside a two-story villa.

Leonard’s sister had already gone to sleep, leaving the remaining three family members sitting seriously on the sofa, staring at the television.

Of course, the next program wasn’t any major international news, it was just the final episode of HBO’s "Prison Break Special Forces" that was about to update.

"Mom, don’t you just watch Miller’s scenes?" Leonard looked to his mother and asked, "Why are you waiting here so early today?"

"I’ve made plans with my sisters on Twitter to support Wang in this way today," the mother replied casually, sipping her coffee.

"Our power is limited, we can only try to use our own methods."

She looked at her husband and son with a serious expression and said, "Who would have thought that such things could still happen in today’s United States!"

Leonard and his father exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

The special coverage in the newspapers these past days inevitably reminded them of the time when Hemingway had just passed away.

Even though American writers frequently won important literary awards such as the Nobel afterward, European authors would still say it was all due to political influences.

And they even called the United States a "cultural desert."

Now, an American writer had finally gained recognition from the British.

And what about the United States government?

They were actually going to interfere with Wang’s creativity?

They sat together and started the popular entertainment activity of "cursing the president."

"Alright, it’s starting."

The father picked up the remote control and pressed the play button.

Watching protagonist Miller and a group of familiar wrestlers battle it out shirtless, both father and son felt their blood pumping.

This feeling was similar to watching "First Blood" or "Terminator."

But because of the strict hierarchy of the villains and the extensive oppression depicted of the protagonist, it made one feel even more anticipation.

At this moment, Leonard felt a surge of intense pride.

"I really want the British to see this!"

"Compared to this, whatever Robin Hood is just something for women to watch!"

"Don’t talk!" The father interrupted Leonard’s muttering, "Is that person The Undertaker?"

"If The Undertaker isn’t the big villain, then who is it?"

The tense pace of the TV series soon gave them the answer.

"Is that... Wang Jian?" The mother gasped softly as she saw Wang Jian dressed in a uniform playing the big villain.

With... gunfights?

Leonard was impressed by this creative way of fighting; it looked so cool!

But the mother’s attention was clearly not on the action scenes.

"Who would’ve thought Wang would play the big villain in the drama, but in reality, he is the one who’s oppressed!"

"He can construct his own world and become the master of a fantasy world," the father sighed.

"But against dirty politicians, he’s powerless!"

Watching Wang Jian on the TV screen and then thinking about the contrast with reality, the mother got up angrily.

At that moment, driven by maternal instinct, she couldn’t wait to do something.

"Where are you going?" The father turned back to ask his wife.

"I’m going to the only place where we can express our views, to support Wang Jian on Twitter!" The mother responded indignantly.

...

At the same time, in a villa on Long Island, New York.

Legendary Journalist Woodward was also watching the HBO television drama.

"It’s the last episode, and I am ending my career."

"Heh, it’s quite fitting..."

But just half an hour later, his brow furrowed.

These villains were a little tougher than the usual ones, and the protagonist had a power-up...

"It’s just like a video game!"

And can you believe, during the muscular hero’s flashback scene, he’s tearing apart three Siberian tigers with his bare hands?

Sliding on the ground and delivering a punch that kills this apex predator of the food chain...

Come on, demonstrate it for me!!!

"This absurd, illogical stuff actually gets popular with readers?"

Wood felt his IQ had taken a serious hit.

"Right, I heard that website has a book review section!"

After pondering a moment, he decided to go mock these mentally challenged readers.

With years of writing experience, Wood was confident he could insult them into awakening!

But when he opened his computer, he was surprised to find hardly anyone in the book review section.

Most reader interactions were taking place on that social tool called Twitter.

"Hiss..." Wood looked at Twitter, sensing he had opened the doors to a whole new world.

Although he knew this online company had gone public.

What he didn’t realize was that this thing had somewhat become a media tool.

"Non-compete clause..." Wood’s fingers tapped the keyboard unconsciously as joy gradually filled him.

"It seems there’s no rule against working in internet media, is there?!"

He thought for a moment, then decided to try his hand at this novel venture.

As for the content, it was naturally the critique of Wang Jian he’d been stewing over for a long time.

Today’s media were actually portraying that best-selling author as the oppressed side, utterly powerless to fight back?

"Fuck!" Wood muttered to himself, "If he’s really so kind and pure, focusing only on literary creation..."

"Then he should be the one sitting at home idly, not me!"

With that thought, he began typing on the keyboard.

In his writing, Wood depicted Wang Jian as a profit-driven businessman, based on his imagination.

And he also published the story of his failed contemplations while idle at home.

"So, Wang’s pursuit of profit far exceeds his commitment to literary creation!"

"If everything goes as expected, in the global spotlight of Princess Diana’s autobiography, Prince Charles and Lady Camilla will surely overturn public perception."

"Perhaps in Wang Jian’s portrayal, they won’t be seen as the adulterous husband and the mistress living with a married man, but instead as two people truly in love."

"I suggest everyone take a look at ’The Bridges of Madison County,’ Just imagine Prince Charles as the image of the female protagonist!"

After hitting the send button, Wood felt a huge weight lift from his heart.

The frustration that had accumulated over time was miraculously swept away.

He stood up, poured himself a cup of coffee, and prepared for the upcoming debate.

After all, this was a community of book fans whose natural inclination was to favor the best-selling author.

"Heh, I was writing pieces when some of you probably weren’t even born," Wood said leisurely as he sipped his coffee in front of the computer.

But contrary to his expectations of engaging in a tirade with countless fans,

he received only one message.

"Respected customer, due to your inappropriate comments, which are likely to cause discomfort to other users,

your account has been blocked for three days.

If you have any questions, please contact online customer service."

This...

With coffee in his mouth, Wood’s facial expression was priceless.

After a moment, he burst into laughter, "Indeed, that Wang doesn’t believe in freedom of speech!"

"But... the methods are too crude!"

He shook his head and sighed while contemplating the non-compete agreement.

"Perhaps it’s time to find a way to meet this best-selling author..."

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