When Xiang Fengyu heard this, he hung up the phone in a hurry before he could return to Jiang Zhi.
She skillfully opened her scarf, and before she could switch to another account, she found that the author's account had been blown up.
The private messages in the background were flooded.
Xiang Fengyu didn't open it in a hurry, but opened the hot search.
Sure enough, the hot searches for plagiarism in Xiang Shilan's new book are high.
The system was surprised.
[What kind of excitement is this? 】
The account that initially copied Fengyu and posted the palette has been submerged, and all major marketing accounts have popped up.
Before Xiang Fengyu opened it, he saw a passerby commenting, "Does Ye Lan want to be a top female figure in the Internet literary circle?" It's her every day, I'm getting bored to death'
Since both of them were new books and the words were not very long, Xiang Fengyu finished reading the palette quickly.
"I did copy it, but it was obvious that the other party was impatient and copied my personal settings as a public meme."
It can be said to be a real hammer.
Unless Xiang Shilan says that Ye Ting Feng Yu is actually her trumpet, and that she has been directing and acting in the big and small trumpets for so many years, no matter how she tries to counter-argue, it will be useless.
[Is she crazy? It’s not good to copy anyone, but she copied you]
Xiang Fengyu thought about it for a while.
"The gunman probably did this behind her back."
After all, Xiang Shilan’s entire participation in this book only had one signature.
How much pressure did the shooter have to make such a fatal mistake?
'Ye Lan, go and delete the article clarifying that you didn't find a gun! Quickly blame everything on the gun! '
'What's the fuss about? My sister Lan's style is not defined. Whoever dares to define it should be careful and warn her with a letter from her lawyer! '
'Hahahahahahahahaha I'm laughing so hard. Ye Lan is probably the first person in history who clarified the negative information early. He might as well be looking for a gun! '
'So this girl is looking for guns and plagiarizing, does she still have something real? '
'What the hell are Ye Lan and Ye Ting Feng Yu doing? Can anyone with knowledge of the matter explain it? '
'Give it! Popular Science Guy is here! '
'When Ye Lan became famous with "Deng Ming Ming", Ye Ting Feng Yu also released a new account called "Leng Ming Ming". Readers of the original Deng Ming Ming thought that Ye Ting Feng Yu would take advantage of the traffic and kill a large number of them. It turned out that the other party didn't copy it, but copied it all. Only the name of the protagonist was changed. The other content was exactly the same as the original one. Then it was washed away by Ye Lan's pink color. It was originally a simple matter of deleting the book and apologizing, but... Ye Ting Feng Yu insisted that she did not plagiarize and said that the book was hers. Of course, Ye Lanfen denied it and made her disappear online for several years.
'Ye Lan fans are so scary... reading a novel is like being a fan...'
'Wait a minute, Ye Ting Feng Yu copied Ye Lan back then, and now Ye Ting Feng Yu copied Ye Ting Feng Yu? '
'Is "Muyu" good to watch? The introduction is so explosive'
'Reply to the person above: Beautiful! I don’t know the author’s style, but it looks really good! '
The building suddenly tilted, and Xiang Fengyu's book took advantage of this opportunity to become popular again, and the collection in the backend increased steadily.
"Originally I just wanted to pour dirty water on Xiang Shilan, but now it's better. There's not a single clean spot on her body."
This is a good thing done by a Bodhisattva.
Xiang Fengyu held her cell phone happily, completely forgetting about Mr. Hacker, who was being harassed by her just now and was now waiting for her news.
Mr. Hacker, who was waiting for her news: "..."
Yan Xingyue looked at the window that had not been moved for a long time, and for a moment she wondered if there was something wrong with her mobile phone, causing the message to be delayed.
hacker:?
He slowly typed a question mark, but Xiang Fengyu didn't reply in time. The bubble only stayed at her excited expression that she couldn't sleep because of the new quilt.
Yan Xingyue thought of her fighting against her biological brother alone with the memory of that body, and also thought of the day she first appeared, sitting on the small bench and watching him kill the chicken and cry pitifully...
He put away his phone and stood up.
After coughing quietly, Yan Xingyue casually took the blanket nearby and wrapped it in his cold body.
Xiang Fengyu was discussing with Jiang Zhi when he suddenly heard the knock on the door and almost somersaulted off the bed.
"Who? A thief?"
"The most valuable thing in my room is our Yueyue's three pairs of underwear. It's none of your business, just steal them."
Outside the door: "..."
Xiang Fengyu got up and opened the door.
Then I saw Yan Xingyue with an expressionless face.
"So, you're advertising my panties everywhere."
Unlike before, now Yan Xingyue would not even step into Xiang Fengyu's room unless she died.
Xiang Fengyu felt a little embarrassed.
After all, Yan Xingyue has never come here suddenly without saying a word since he never showed murderous intent.
She really thought it was a thief.
Seeing the deep black eyes of the person in front of him gradually showing a dangerous look, he coughed to Feng Yu. There was no trace of guilt on his face. Instead, he was quite confident and confident, with a hint of...hate that iron cannot become steel.
"Yueyue, how can you demean yourself like this?"
"Is this propaganda? I am clearly warning the thief, letting him understand how precious there are in this house, and if he dares to steal, he must do so with his life."
With a stern expression on her face, she raised her hand and patted the person in front of her on the shoulder.
"You have no idea that every time I look up at those pairs of underwear, the thought of them once being on you..."
Her throat moved, and her eyes gradually became crazy.
"I had to wear beads around my neck, hold a cross in my left hand, and a talisman in my right hand, and ask sixty old monks to meditate and chant sutras next to me before I dare to look at it! When I looked closely, my nose started to bleed, and I slapped myself harder and harder. The harder I try, the tears still flow from the corners of my mouth. I don’t know what to do, I’m going crazy!”
Yan Xingyue: "......"
You have gone crazy.
However, Xiang Fengyu was definitely not the only one going crazy at this moment.
There is also Xiang Shilan.
"Brother! I didn't plagiarize!"
"I came up with the idea for this book two months ago. I don't know why the book written by my sister is so similar to mine..."
"Or is she taking revenge on me?"
"Because of that incident many years ago..."
Xiang Shilan threw herself into Xiang Xia's arms and cried.
She can choose to remain silent with her eldest brother. Anyway, he can find out everything, and even if he knows the truth, he will choose to protect her unconditionally.
But the second brother, because of his career, is quite disgusted with things like plagiarism and cheating.
Xiang Xia touched her sister's head.
"Brother knows."
When he debuted, his original songs were plagiarized by his competitors because of his unclear understanding of people. He almost missed the chance to debut, and was also bullied by the entire Internet.
Xiang Xia knows this feeling too well.
So I feel sorry for my sister even more.
"If the eldest brother is not here, the second brother will protect you."
"Lanlan, don't be afraid."
Why did Xiang Fengyu turn Lanlan's inspiration from three months ago into his own?
Xiang Xia thought that before Xiang Dongchen left, she told herself that Yan Xingyue might have a hacker there.
He completely didn't notice the crying sister buried in his chest. At this time, there were no tears on his face, but instead he was full of pride.
