Traffic manipulator
As a professional operator, Jiang Ying could certainly sense the heat brought by this incident, and she was worried that Song Shuyang could not bear it.
Most people are averse to having their private lives judged, let alone a scandal of such a large scale and such a disgusting nature.
What made her even more disheartened was that the music mogul who forwarded the rumors and led fans to engage in cyberbullying was her idol when she was young. He had even toasted her and Jin Zhou at a seminar. At that time, he had said with certainty that he was very optimistic about the new generation of musicians, but then he turned around and stabbed her in the back.
Song Shuyang was calm and composed, "It's okay. It's impossible to be so mentally resilient when using new media. Being criticized is a good thing, but being ignored is terrible."
"So what are you going to do? Just let the situation escalate?"
"Have you called Jin Zhou? How is he?"
Jiang Ying said that Jin Zhou himself was fine, but he was worried that Song Shuyang would feel uncomfortable after reading those things, and he was even more afraid that he would be criticized by his colleagues.
As expected, they were most worried about each other.
Song Shuyang thought to himself that it was a good thing that he left quickly, otherwise he might not be able to bear being pointed at in person by his colleagues.
"I'm back. I didn't answer the phone just now because I was on the plane and just landed. Jin Zhou and I will handle this matter. Just relax and have a good New Year. Don't worry, sister."
Jiang Ying said with relief, "Not bad. You've become more mature after this internship."
Song Shuyang wrinkled his nose. "You and Jin Zhou keep saying this. Three crops a year. Am I rice?"
Jiang Ying laughed out loud and finally felt relieved.
Song Shuyang hung up the phone and called Jin Zhou immediately. He didn't expect that he and Jiang Ying would share the news so quickly. Before he could even open his mouth, she said, "Baby, I'm glad you're okay."
"Well, I told you I went out to learn something, and now I'm back with what I learned."
Song Shuyang felt uncomfortable because Jin Zhou rarely called him "baby". Whenever he did, it meant two things: first, Jin Zhou was being coquettish; second, Jin Zhou felt very insecure.
"Are you at the airport? I'll pick you up."
"Your car isn't back yet, so picking me up means I'll just have to take a taxi back," Song Shuyang said, hailing a taxi. "I'm already in the car. Let's talk about it when we get back. No. 69 Qingmei Lane, driver."
He stuffed the suitcase into the trunk and got in the car only to find that Jin Zhou was still there.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a softer voice.
"Zizi, I miss you so much."
Song Shuyang quickly covered the loudspeaker, but the driver heard everything clearly and gave him a look that said "I understand".
He quickly said "I miss you too" and hung up the phone, but the master was obviously not going to let him go.
"Young Master?"
It is to speculate the identity of the person on the other end of the phone.
He spoke in the Jiang City dialect. Song Shuyang didn't quite understand him, but he could guess what he meant from his tone. He forced himself to smile, "...No, just brother."
The chef unscrewed the thermos and slowly drank a sip of tea. Then, for some reason, he switched to accented Mandarin, emphasizing each word: "It's quite romantic."
When people in Jiangshi speak their dialect, they particularly like to mix in a few Mandarin sentences to emphasize the meaning.
Song Shuyang dared not speak out his anger, and vented his anger on Jin Zhou: [I hate you people from Jiang City!]
Ice Silk Ultra-Thin: [Sorry, wife! ]
Anyway, just apologize first.
It was fine chatting on the phone, but when I really met Song Shuyang in person after half a month, I felt a little nervous and hesitated at the entrance of the alley, not daring to go in.
"Ah, did you have a fight with your brother?"
Song Shuyang looked back and saw that the master had not left yet!
Moreover, half of his body was sticking out of the car window, leaning there smoking, as if he was unwilling to leave until he saw the legendary "little master".
The road was not owned by his family, and Song Shuyang didn't say anything when the other person stopped there to smoke a cigarette. He was thinking of picking up his suitcase and leaving, but at this moment, Jin Zhou showed his courtesy and came out to pick him up.
He saw from a distance that the driver hadn't left, and he slandered Song Shuyang without knowing right or wrong: "Why didn't you pay for the taxi?"
Song Shuyang slapped him on the back of the head, "Are you sick?"
The master looked at the two of them meaningfully, and then smiled as if to say, "As I expected."
Jin Zhou understood and walked over to pass a cigarette, "Master, thank you for sending my brother off."
The master replied in dialect, and Jin Zhou smiled even more brightly.
The car finally drove away. Song Shuyang stuffed the trunk handle into his hand and said unhappily, "There seems to be something wrong with this driver."
Of course, I don’t mean to say that Jin Zhou is not sick.
"Where's the thing? Bring it here." He said fiercely.
Jin Zhou looked honest, "What?"
"Cigarettes!" Song Shuyang searched his pockets and confiscated all the cigarettes. "Where did you get the money to buy these? Did you hide some private money?"
Ever since Jin Zhou transferred all the money to him in one go and handed over his bank card, he really didn't have a penny left. He even had to apply for a permit to eat out.
Jin Zhou pointed to the sky, the earth, and his heart, "Absolutely not. I'm very obedient. This is what I bought before and didn't finish it."
Song Shuyang crossed his arms, looking like he was about to ask for an explanation. "So you put it in your pocket so you can suck on it anytime, right?"
Jin Zhou was as obedient as a young wife and didn't dare to say a word.
The more Song Shuyang thought about it, the angrier he became. He snapped, "You know your lungs are not good, but you still smoke. I really admire you. You've lived together for so long without anyone in the family finding out. You're really capable."
"I won't dare to do that again." Jin Zhou saw that he didn't seem to be really angry, so he started to blame him, "Isn't it because you've been away for so many days? I missed you so much that I could only smoke to relieve my sorrow."
What I mean is, if you want me to quit smoking completely, then you have to stay by my side and not go anywhere.
Song Shuyang gave him a weak kick and said, "You're threatening me!"
In fact, Song Shuyang was not really angry with him. He knew that Jin Zhou deliberately took out the cigarette and waved it in order to shift the focus of their quarrel to the issue of cigarettes. As for the real core reason, he didn't even dare to mention it, otherwise this jealous guy would have made a fuss about Peng Fan or Wei Yan.
He was being very careful to please himself.
Song Shuyang clearly loves Jin Zhou, so he is willing to make concessions on this issue.
"I'll try not to be away from you for too long in the future."
His boyfriend appears strong and calm on the surface, but in his heart he is more fragile and sensitive than anyone else. Whether he is a gentle brother or an extremely insecure madman, it is the real Jin Zhou. He loves him, so he accepts him all.
"But I hope you love yourself, Jin Zhou," he held the big hand, "love yourself more."
Jin Zhou held it back and tightened his grip.
"Thank you, Zai Zai."
As I walked into the courtyard, I saw that all the roses in the flowerbed were left with only bare branches. Perhaps due to the lack of people, a lot of weeds had grown. The swing stood there alone, and it looked quite desolate when the cold wind blew.
When he and Jin Zhou were in love in another city, Song Nian was alone guarding this deserted little western-style building. With the children not around, she was too lazy to even take care of the flowers and plants.
Song Shuyang suddenly had an idea, "Should I introduce a boyfriend to my mother?"
"Hmm? Weren't you quite disgusted by it before?"
"I was already in a relationship but I didn't allow my mom to have one. Now I think I was so selfish."
Jin Zhou smiled with relief, "Let her find it herself. If she likes something, she will definitely bring it home to show you."
Song Shuyang thought so too. How could he force his own mother to go on a blind date?
He went to Jin Zhou's room and sat down to deal with the hot search. In just a short while, the hot search actually moved up two places and directly topped the local hot search list in Han City.
In fact, this matter mainly involves the century-old prestigious university, Han University. In addition, the music tycoon deliberately guided the direction of public opinion in the direction of "the new generation of musicians have messy private lives". The two explosive points were ignited at once, and the heat increased exponentially.
"This isn't the first time Liang Tian has done something like this," Song Shuyang said as he scrolled through Jin Zhou's profile. "He already publicly apologized for reposting rumors about a female singer's infidelity. How could Sister Ying consider someone like him her idol?"
"She lost her fans that time. Actually, this person is quite talented. I guess she has lost her popularity in recent years and is using this method to attract attention."
Traffic is a double-edged sword. Some people can control it well and use it to create benefits for themselves, but some people will become its slaves and do whatever they want to gain traffic.
Jin Zhou propped up his head and stared at his rosy lips. "Do you want to clarify now?"
"No need," Song Shuyang typed away, not knowing what he was writing. "It's hard to explain this. Even if I take a photo of my household registration booklet and show it to them, it won't prove anything. Do I really need a DNA test for something like this? Even if I did, it certainly wouldn't shut them up."
As he was speaking, he suddenly remembered a very impressive phrase he had learned from Peng Fan: "Whoever makes the claim must provide the evidence."
While talking about business, Jin Zhou suddenly asked inexplicably: "Don't you want to be on the same household registration book with me, Zai Zai?"
Song Shuyang laughed, "You're losing your mind, right? Given the current situation, we probably won't live long enough to get married legally."
Jin Zhou lowered his eyelashes, "That's a pity."
Song Shuyang couldn't bear to see him sad, so he coaxed him, "Xiaobai is working at a law firm now. I'll ask her about the overseas registration process later."
"Zizi is so nice."
A mouth-to-mouth kiss.
Song Shuyang turned around and continued typing on the keyboard. He suddenly mentioned Xiaobai because he was asking Xiaobai to help him draft a lawyer's letter, two copies, one for Liang Tian and one for the Boyue Hotel where he was interning.
Hanging out with Brother Fan, he's learned some real stuff. Peng Fan once said that when the chef of the restaurant he worked at was rumored to have an affair with a waitress, he handled it by directly finding the source of the rumor. Without further ado, he sent a lawyer's letter demanding a public apology.
At that time, Song Shuyang asked him: "Will no one continue to doubt it?"
Peng Fan said that people cannot stop what they want to think about, so instead of worrying about their innocence, it is better to get some real benefits. The innocent waitress took advantage of the popularity brought by this incident to open an account, and now she is a food blogger with millions of fans.
There will definitely be people who continue to spread rumors, but as long as you don't listen to those voices, they will not have any impact on you. The fear of making a living in the Internet industry is not being scolded, but not having anyone to scold you.
Moreover, Liang Tian, who was meddling in the matter, was exactly what Song Shuyang wanted. He had been worrying about forming a band next year and could hardly sleep. The moment he learned of Liang Tian's identity, he was so happy that he almost couldn't close his mouth.
If he doesn’t eat the fat meat that is delivered to his door, he is a dog!
When Song Shuyang was feeling proud of himself, he received an unexpected call from his counselor, asking what was going on with the hot search.
Manager Song, a big shot in traffic manipulation, had calculated everything. Even if he overlooked the negative impact this incident had on the school, he explained awkwardly that the love affair was real and not that destructive to one's worldview. It was just a matter of having some fun in one's own backyard.
The counselor was in a state of panic. "It's your freedom to date. The dean is saying that the impact is too bad. We hope you come forward to clarify as soon as possible, otherwise the school may have to punish you for the sake of its reputation."
After hanging up the phone, Song Shuyang said bitterly: "I want to wait a little longer."
Such a large amount of traffic is indeed not something that a sophomore like him can easily control.
Jin Zhou hadn't intervened in the matter from beginning to end, letting him handle it on his own. He was eager to see how far he could go if he was given free rein. He smiled and said, "Send the lawyer's letter. Don't suppress it. The heat of this matter should have reached its peak."
The Internet has a new hot topic every day. If you continue to be greedy, you will not only lose control of the popularity but may also end up in trouble.
That afternoon, Boyue Hotel issued a statement: The rumor was made by an intern, who has been fired. To express its apology, the hotel made financial compensation to the victim, Mr. Song Shuyang, and provided free accommodation in all its hotels throughout the year.
The result came out so quickly because Song Shuyang had discussed it with Peng Fan in advance. He really wanted to take revenge on that homophobic old-fashioned man, but he didn't want to ruin his mentor's job. The two sides pretended to hold a video conference and decided on this result. Originally, there was only free accommodation, but Peng Fan felt that Wei Yan was recruited by him after all, and he was also responsible for all the problems he caused, so he tried his best to obtain financial compensation.
Liang Tian, on the other hand, was very stubborn. He read the lawyer's letter but did not reply, and was prepared to play dead to the end.
Song Shuyang was not in a hurry at all. The hotel had already clarified the matter for him. The official Weibo of Wuhan University also forwarded the statement, saying that anyone who spread rumors about the students of the school would not be tolerated. The public opinion immediately changed after the combined force was launched, and those who secretly wanted to support the couple started to support them unscrupulously.
These days, two decent-looking guys can get fans just by doing nothing. Besides, Song Shuyang and Jin Zhou's faces are both top-notch in the entertainment industry. Their accounts gained over 300,000 followers in just two days, and many of them were top-tier combat fans, who went to Liang Tian in droves to attack him. It was almost forming a new round of online violence.
Jin Zhou recorded a video according to Song Shuyang's instructions, and appealed to fans in a sarcastic tone: Don't harass Producer Liang, we are fine, it's just that my son cries at home every day, it's really okay.
Song Shuyang sat on his lap and posted the video, scolding him, "You're exaggerating a bit, I'm not crying."
Jin Zhou looked at him calmly: "Didn't you cry hard enough last night?"
Song Shuyang was furious, "How dare you mention last night!"
After a quarrel and then making up, Jin Zhou became even worse. He was dressed neatly and held Song Shuyang in his arms as if he was playing the guitar. The key was that if you wanted to play, you should play according to the score, but he would not. He would stop every time he reached the key part, making the song sound weird and making Song Shuyang cry.
Although it was so satisfying that I cried.
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