Chapter 26
Yu Miaomiao's voice was calm and firm, "Don't use your own account to post this. I will resolve this matter as soon as possible."
Even if she didn't understand online disputes, she knew that if she took sides at this moment, Li Zhi would definitely be dragged into the criticism.
In the afternoon, a series of phone calls made Yu Miaomiao realize that even without using Weibo, she couldn't escape the public opinion surrounding this matter.
Wang Shuo called and breathed a sigh of relief after learning the whole story. He asked Yu Miaomiao if she needed the Public Opinion Department to intervene, but she refused.
Then the counselor called, sternly inquiring about the source of the code. After receiving an affirmative answer, she gently reassured her that the school would handle the matter.
Next up is Xu Lan.
Yu Miaomiao's controversy in CAE also affected the promotional video. Xu Lan wanted to take advantage of this incident to generate some buzz for Maomaole.
Even the employees from BOM who were in contact with her started gossiping before urging her to meet deadlines.
Simon: YM, have you seen the trending topic about CAE on Weibo? Everyone in our department is talking about it, it's causing quite a stir.
YM: Currently engrossed in coding and not interested in trivial matters.
Simon: As expected of YM, I was initially going to ask you if you participated, but then I realized you probably wouldn't bother participating in this kind of competition, hahaha. After all, while $30,000 in prize money is a lot, it's not much to you.
YM: Speak quickly if you need anything.
Simon: I mainly wanted to ask about the project progress; my boss keeps urging me to hurry up.
YM: I'll give it to you within three days.
Simon: Alright, I won't bother you while you're coding anymore, bye-bye.
Yu Miaomiao shut down the BOM software, feeling helpless about wasting her time on these things.
As a large company, BOM has a corporate culture that forbids the revelation of real names. Yu Miaomiao gave herself the nickname YM using the initials of her name. As a part-time employee, she has always worked remotely, and no one has ever seen her real face. In addition, she has a high level of coding skills and a serious tone. She doesn't understand some of the jokes in Simon's words, which leads Simon to think that she is some kind of retired old lady who doesn't care about worldly affairs and is focused on studying code. Simon speaks to her with great respect.
Yu Miaomiao had no intention of exposing Simon's guess, because she really didn't like participating in meaningless conversations, and it was good that he thought that way, so she could have some peace and quiet.
Back home, she browsed her computer and, thanks to her meticulous naming conventions, quickly found the earliest code commit history and all the game asset creation records. The records showed that the earliest commit time for this game was 2024.07.06 02:58:24.
I hadn't opened it for over a year since it was made, until recently.
Yu Miaomiao stared at the lines of code she had written herself, her index finger unconsciously tapping the table.
How exactly was it leaked?
She wrote the game's code on BOM's Git repository when she was bored. As a world-leading company, BOM has extremely tight firewalls, making it almost impossible for the code to be leaked.
If the information was leaked from other sources, her computer is never connected to a public network, nor does she ever log into a system using a public computer.
Having no clue what to do, she simply stopped thinking about it and submitted all the materials to the CAE organizing committee.
After finishing all that, she started working on the BOM company's project, focusing intently for two hours. When she checked the time, it was already 8:50.
There are still ten minutes before Jiang Cheng returns.
Yu Miaomiao's attention was suddenly diverted, and at the same time, she felt a sense of emptiness in her stomach.
Jiang Chengyi always goes home at nine o'clock every day, and she always comes to his house for dinner as soon as the lights come on.
After several days, at this time every year, she would feel a surge of anticipation, listening intently for the sound of the door opening and the lights coming on, vividly demonstrating Pavlov's theory.
She refocused on the computer, wrote 80 lines of code in the last ten minutes, then shut down the computer, reverted to her original form, and went downstairs.
Jiang Chengyi is acting strangely today.
Of course, that doesn't mean I didn't cook a delicious cat meal for the kitten.
Instead, he didn't take the opportunity to pet the kitten, didn't talk to a cat that "couldn't understand human language," and didn't scoop the kitten into his arms after it finished eating so it could keep him company while he worked.
Yu Miaomiao leisurely ate her dinner, waiting for Jiang Cheng to wash the cat bowl clean, then sneakily pick it up and place it on his lap—like someone with cold legs who can't concentrate on work without Yu Miaomiao as a "hot water bottle."
However, today, after cooking for the kitten, Jiang Chengyi stayed in front of the computer. It wasn't until Yu Miaomiao meowed a few times in dissatisfaction that he came back to his senses, washed the cat's bowl, and returned to his desk.
The kitten lay in its cat bed, watching the focused figure, and suddenly felt angry.
It thought that perhaps Jiang Chengyi's seriousness gave it a sense of crisis.
So it nimbly jumped onto the desk, gracefully strolled between Jiang Chengyi and the computer, stepped on the keyboard, and blocked the other's view.
It tilted its head and looked at Jiang Cheng, its lake-green eyes blinking, appearing exceptionally innocent.
Meow~
There's no special meaning to it; I'm just pretending to be a real kitten.
"Alright, Meow Meow, your location is here."
Jiang Chengyi's phoenix eyes curved slightly, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness. He hugged the kitten, placed it on his lap, and turned his gaze back to the computer.
The kitten placed its hind legs on Jiang Cheng's leg, struggled to stand up, and put its front paws on the table, finally seeing the content on the other person's computer.
It's a webpage related to game programming. Other webpage tags, such as CAE and programming competitions, are all basically related.
Yu Miaomiao was taken aback. Jiang Cheng looked at this and wondered why he wanted to participate in the competition. After all, programming competitions do offer high prize money, but wasn't he a veterinary medicine major? He didn't know how to program at all, and even if he tried hard to learn, it would take him several years.
However, if he's willing to ask me for help, I could offer some guidance. In exchange, I could use "Meow Meow's" dinners for the next year, so I could legitimately freeload. Although, it doesn't seem to make much difference now…
While pondering, Jiang Cheng opened another Weibo page.
During the plagiarism check of the finalist entries, we discovered that Yu Miaomiao and Zhang Mingxuan...
It's CAE's latest Weibo post.
He read the blog post carefully, as if every word of the few dozen words was worth pondering.
Yu Miaomiao's thoughts suddenly snapped out of her reverie, and she noticed a problem: Is it necessary to know these things to participate in the competition?
Jiang Cheng opened the comment section. Some comments were sarcastic and indifferent, but most were insults. He skillfully reported the comments that insulted Yu Miaomiao's family, and then went to the person's profile to report them as well. The series of actions were smooth and efficient.
The kitten's lake-green eyes widened in surprise.
Could it be that Jiang Chengyi wasn't preparing for the competition, but rather paying attention to her affairs?
By the way, since Xu Lan had consulted her about the situation and wanted to do some marketing, why wouldn't he have informed the other lead actor?
Ultimately, this incident didn't affect him much, since he had already received his payment and wasn't the one bearing the negative comments.
While pondering, Jiang Chengyi reported dozens more comments.
"Meow meow meow meow?"
Why did you do that?
Yu Miaomiao couldn't help but ask a question, only to realize after speaking that the other party couldn't understand what she was saying.
So it simply became unscrupulous.
"Meow, meow meow meow meow."
You don't need to waste your time on these things. I don't care what others say about me.
"Meow meow meow, meow meow meow?"
Aren't you supposed to be smart? Don't you know that reporting is completely useless?
The kitten's meows grew more urgent.
"Meow, meow meow meow meow, meow?"
Do you know why I joined the club? Do you know I'm going to compete with you for the FA scholarship?
Why are you teaching me acting?
Why did you come back to save me?
Why are you saying so many strange things to me?
"Meow...meow meow meow."
Why... are you so good to me?
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"Xuanxuan, what exactly happened? Why are people online saying you plagiarized?"
A cold female voice came through the receiver, filled with urgent questioning.
Zhang Mingxuan's Adam's apple bobbed, he swallowed hard, his face was pale, and his hand holding the phone was trembling, but his voice was extremely relaxed.
"I guess someone got my code through some means. Don't worry, Mom, you know my skill level, don't you?"
"Yes, my Xuanxuan is so amazing, how could he possibly copy someone else's work?"
The woman breathed a sigh of relief, then raised her hand again, with a hint of urging.
"Xuanxuan, I saw on Weibo that you need to submit evidence. Have you submitted it?"
Zhang Mingxuan was silent for a moment, then said in a helpless tone, "No, I wrote this game casually several years ago and never paid any attention to it. I don't know where I put the earliest submission record. Let me look for it again."
This confidence and nonchalance infected the woman, and her cold voice suddenly became very loving: "Xuanxuan, you've worked hard. I'll give you some pocket money later. I heard that you need a good computer to write code, so you should get a more expensive one."
"By the way, don't come home this month. Your dad is on a business trip in Singapore, and I'm in the United States. I've booked two tables at LS next month and invited your Uncle Zhang and Uncle Wang's family. Once we receive the award, we'll have a meal together. Everyone envies your dad and me for having such a wonderful son."
"I'm tired of eating out. I only won a small prize, it's not worth it."
"I know Xuanxuan doesn't like socializing, so let's just say it's for..."
...
Zhang Mingxuan didn't know how he ended the call; he only knew that after hanging up, sweat had slid down his forehead to his chin.
He nervously turned on his phone. The latest notification was a record of 100,000 yuan arriving in his account, but he ignored it, swiped it away, and opened Xianyu (a Chinese online marketplace). The chat window named S was filled with messages he had sent, from 2 PM to ten minutes ago.
What happened?
Have you seen the trending topics on Weibo?
[I didn't say it was original code, so why is someone else using the same code as me?]
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