Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Xingyao Chinese Website Headquarters.

Nanfeng slumped into the boss's chair.

He stared intently at the real-time data rankings on the author's backend.

His original number one spot on the overall charts, "Warm Sunflower," has been mercilessly crushed by "A Small Shop by the Clouds."

All the data showed a precipitous drop.

His fingers were trembling.

He couldn't accept this fact.

The debut performance, which he had spent millions to achieve, was completely ruined by a poor writer whose name he had never even heard of.

Nanfeng suddenly stood up and swept the purple clay tea set off the desk to the ground.

The sound of the teacup shattering was particularly jarring in the office.

He grabbed his phone and dialed the number of Lao Liu, the public relations director of Xingyao.

"Old Liu!"

"Contact the marketing account immediately!"

"Release a press release to suppress the hype!"

Old Liu on the other end of the phone was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Dear Nanfeng, the other party is none other than Mingyue Qingfeng."

"That's the most sought-after musical genius in the Chinese music scene right now."

"Most of the entertainment industry is looking for him, how can we possibly suppress it?"

Nanfeng started cursing loudly.

"He's no god what he is!"

"Do you even have a brain?"

"A dead account that hasn't posted anything for years suddenly came back to life and started promoting a flopped online novel."

"How is this possible!"

"This account has definitely been hacked!"

"That penniless bastard called Emotions is willing to do anything illegal and criminal just to become famous."

Old Liu's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this.

"yes!"

"How could I not have thought of that!"

"I'll get on it right away!"

Less than half an hour.

A highly inflammatory article suddenly appeared and instantly swept across major social media platforms.

The title is extremely eye-catching.

A struggling writer, in an attempt to climb the ladder, hired a hacker to steal the account of a music mogul!

The article seriously analyzed the activity level of Mingyue Qingfeng's account.

It is pointed out that such high-value but neglected accounts are most likely to be targeted by hackers.

Furthermore, it was asserted that a top-tier producer like Mingyue Qingfeng would never pay attention to an unknown online novel.

All of this is a malicious marketing ploy orchestrated by the author's "emotions."

Xingyao's public relations team spent a lot of money.

Major marketing accounts sprang into action and frantically reposted the news.

Unaware of the facts, netizens were immediately misled.

"I knew it! How could Boss Mingyue possibly read such rubbish?"

"Nowadays, online novel authors will use any despicable means to become famous."

"This is disgusting! We must call the police and arrest this hacker called 'Emotion'!"

"Go to the Endless Literature website and curse him to quit!"

The book review section of "There's a Small Shop on the Edge of the Clouds" has been hit with a second, even more intense wave of online harassment.

The entire page was filled with all sorts of vulgar language.

Countless people are clamoring for the author to come out and apologize to Mingyue Qingfeng.

In a single apartment in Jiangcheng.

Luo Qianyu had just finished washing up and was about to apply a face mask.

Seeing the sudden shift in online opinion, she was so angry that she threw the face mask directly into the trash can.

She grabbed her phone and opened WeChat.

Little Fish: "Did you see the trending topics?"

Little Fish: "They actually spread rumors that you hacked my account!"

Little Fish: "I'm so angry! Do these people have brainstem deficiency?"

In the basement of the old city of Jiangcheng.

Xu Qing was drinking cold boiled water from a chipped enamel mug.

He looked at the messages on the screen.

Reply by typing with one hand.

: "Let them call me whatever they want."

"The facts won't change just because a dog barks."

Little Fish: "Aren't you afraid they'll call the police and have you arrested?"

Little Fish: "Spreading rumors can lead to legal consequences!"

"Then let them report it."

"This saved me the taxi fare."

Luo Qianyu stared at the screen, utterly speechless.

What is this thing made of?

He's been branded a hacker by the entire internet, yet he still has the nerve to joke around here.

What she didn't know was that someone was a million times more anxious than Xu Qing at that moment.

Shenzhen.

Penguin Music headquarters building.

The top-floor conference room was brightly lit.

President Ma Dongteng, dressed in silk pajamas, sat in the main seat.

He had just been woken up from his bed by a barrage of urgent phone calls from his subordinates.

The top executives of Tencent Music stood nervously around the conference table.

Ma Dongteng slammed a stack of printed screenshots onto the table.

"Can someone explain to me what's going on?"

"How did Tencent Music, which we treat like a god of wealth, suddenly become a hacker?"

The copyright director wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

"Mr. Ma, it's from Xingyao Chinese Website."

"In order to maintain the popularity of the new book, they deliberately spread rumors that Teacher Mingyue's Weibo account was hacked."

"Right now, the entire internet is calling Teacher Mingyue a thief."

Ma Dongteng slammed his hand on the solid wood conference table.

It made a muffled sound.

"What's so great about Star Glory?!"

"They dare call him a thief if we offered him a hundred million and he wouldn't sign?

"What if we anger Teacher Mingyue and he refuses to cooperate with us anymore?!"

Ma Dongteng pointed to the head of the technology department.

"Investigate immediately!"

"Find the IP address where Teacher Mingyue sent you the song!"

"Go check the IP address he used to post on Weibo!"

The head of the technical department dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Three minutes later.

Two detailed data reports were placed in front of Ma Dongteng.

Ma Dongteng glanced at it.

Pointing to the numbers in the report.

"Isn't this exactly the same!"

"They're all in the old town of Jiangcheng!"

"Stealing accounts my ass!"

Ma Dongteng took out his phone.

He logged directly into that verified account with tens of millions of followers.

"I'm going to slap those Xingyao bastards' faces raw today!"

It's 11:30 p.m.

Penguin Music President Ma Dongteng posted a long Weibo post.

No unnecessary words.

I directly posted two screenshots comparing IPs that have been verified by the backend.

One of them is the IP address when Mingyue Qingfeng sent the audio file "Our Love" to Penguin Music.

The other image shows the IP address of the Weibo post by Mingyue Qingfeng recommending the novel.

The two addresses are completely identical, not a single word different.

Ma Dongteng directly fired back in the caption.

"To my colleagues at Xingyao Chinese Website."

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

"Mr. Mingyue Qingfeng is our most valued partner at Tencent Music."

"He used his own account to recommend a good book, how did that constitute account theft?"

"Your millions spent on online trolls was really well worth it."

"Do you really think the entire internet is your backyard?"

"If you dare to spread even half a word of slander against Teacher Mingyue again, we'll see you in court!"

This Weibo post was published.

The entire internet is in an uproar.

What level of person is Ma Dongteng?

That's a core executive in Tencent's pan-entertainment sector.

He personally stepped forward to support the event and presented this irrefutable, hard-hitting evidence.

This is absolutely impossible to fake.

Netizens instantly came to their senses.

"Holy crap, it's confirmed!"

"There was absolutely no account theft!"

"Mingyue himself is really recommending 'A Small Shop by the Clouds'!"

"Xingyao is shameless, actually crying 'stop thief' while being the thief himself!"

This is not over yet.

With Ma Dongteng's downfall, the entire Chinese music scene was shaken.

Top producers who were looking for an opportunity to curry favor with Mingyue Qingfeng stepped forward one after another.

Gold medal producer Lao Li posted on Weibo.

"Literature and music are interconnected."

"Teacher Mingyue can compose such touching music; the books he chooses must be masterpieces."

"Some clowns who write online novels, stop using your fan culture to disgust people."

Pop diva Wang Feifei reposted in support.

"Support Teacher Mingyue."

"Good books don't need online trolls; the eyes of the masses are discerning."

Even the usually aloof folk singer posted an update.

"I just went to look at the book 'The Edge of the Clouds'."

"It's written very sincerely, much better than those wishful thinking stories about driving sports cars to help the poor every day."

Half of the top figures in the entertainment industry have collectively taken sides.

They completely dominated Xingyao Chinese website's PR team.

Wang Jianguo, president of Xinghuang Entertainment, also stepped forward at the opportune moment.

He sent three voice messages in a row to the company's senior management group.

"Public Relations Department!"

"Buy me a trending topic right now!"

"We must protect Mingyue Qingfeng's reputation at all costs!"

"Anyone who dares to speak ill of him is going against our Star Emperor!"

The online sentiment has completely reversed.

The book review section for "There's a Small Shop by the Clouds" was instantly cleaned up.

Countless casual fans and music lovers flocked to the End Literature Network.

This novel, which was initially met with scathing criticism, began to experience explosive growth in its data.

The number of collections has exceeded one million.

The recommendation votes directly dominated the top spot on the overall site rankings.

And the headquarters of Xingyao Chinese Network.

The phone in the chairman's office has been ringing off the hook.

It was all about holding major shareholders and investors accountable.

Chairman Xingyao looked at the shifting public opinion online with a grim expression.

He smashed his phone against the wall.

The screen shattered.

"Director Liu!"

"Look what you've done!"

The public relations director, Lao Liu, was so frightened that he trembled all over.

"Chairman, this is all Nanfeng's idea."

He insisted that it was definitely a hacked account.

The chairman grabbed an ashtray from the table and smashed it.

Old Liu dodged to the side, and the ashtray shattered into pieces against the door frame.

"He's a piece of shit!"

"Penguin Music's CEO, Jack Ma, personally contradicted him!"

"Do you even know how many bigwigs in the music industry we've offended?!"

"Remove 'Warm Sunflower' from shelves immediately!"

"Issuing a statement announcing the termination of the contract!"

"Putting all the blame on Nanfeng alone!"

Old Liu scrambled out of the office.

One o'clock in the morning.

Xingyao Chinese website's official Weibo account swiftly released an official document.

"Given that the author, Nanfeng, maliciously hired online trolls to attack his peers during the serialization of his work."

"And fabricated facts to slander well-known musicians."

"This behavior is a serious violation of the website's contractual agreement and code of ethics."

"We have decided to terminate all contracts with Nanfeng."

"His author account will be permanently banned, and all of his works will be removed from the entire internet."

"Xingyao Chinese Website reserves the right to pursue its legal responsibilities."

The moment the statement was issued.

Nanfeng is currently live-streaming in her fan group.

He also shamelessly brainwashed his fans.

"Don't panic, everyone."

"The screenshot from Penguin Music is definitely fake."

"They're just trying to ride my coattails."

"My new book is about to sell its film and television rights for tens of millions of yuan."

"That guy called Emotions is about to go to jail."

The chat in the live stream suddenly stopped for three seconds.

Immediately afterwards, a barrage of taunts rained down on them.

Have you checked Xingyao's official Weibo account?

Your account is gone!

Your book has been banned!

"You clown, get out of here!"

Nanfeng was stunned for a moment.

He quickly switched to the live streaming software and opened Xingyao's author backend.

The screen displays only a single line of cold, red text.

Your account has been permanently banned.

He then clicked on the link to his new book.

"Sorry, the page you requested does not exist."

Nanfeng stared blankly at the computer screen.

He had painstakingly prepared for three years.

He spent millions to buy the popularity.

At that moment, everything vanished.

He had no idea what kind of terrifying being he had provoked.

Nanfeng's vision went black, and he slumped into the chair.

They have become a laughing stock across the internet.

In the basement of the old city of Jiangcheng.

Xu Qing continued typing methodically on the keyboard.

I clicked upload.

He closed the webpage and glanced at his phone lying next to him.

Dozens of unread messages are displayed on the WeChat icon.

They were all sent by Luo Qianyu.

Little Fish: "You're amazing!"

Little Fish: "Penguin Music's CEO, Mr. Ma, actually stepped in to speak up for you!"

Little Fish: "Half of the entertainment industry is supporting you!"

Little Fish: "Nanfeng has been banned across the entire internet!"

Little Fish: "Hahaha, serves you right!"

Xu Qing looked at the screen full of exclamation marks.

He picked up his phone.

Reply with one hand.

"Making a fuss over nothing."

"Go to bed early."

"I still have to go to various events tomorrow."

Luo Qianyu replied instantly.

Little Fish: "I can't sleep!"

Little Fish: "I'm so excited!"

Little Fish: "Do you know that Sister Hong just went crazy in the group chat, saying she's going to search for you all over the internet?"

Little Fish: "She also said that as long as we find you, we'll make you the music director of Star Emperor."

Xu Qing looked at the words on the screen.

"Director Xinghuang?"

"I wouldn't even be a dog."