At this time, Moran, who had not received a reply from Fu Qin for a long time, simply came to the dormitory management office.
As soon as he reached the door, he saw Fu Qin messaging someone.
Moran knocked on the door frame. "You have time to chat with people, but not to reply to my messages?"
Fu Qin looked at him and said speechlessly, "You sent a bunch of hahahahaha, what do you want me to reply?"
"Ah? Isn't it funny? I thought you would laugh with me." Moran walked into the office and sat down next to Fu Qin.
Fu Qin was puzzled: "Why should I laugh?"
Upon hearing this, Moran looked through their chat history and discovered that a video had not been sent successfully.
"Ah... I didn't post the video. Sorry, sorry. That's it. I never thought Song Tingyun would end up like this. It's so funny. I must treasure this interview video forever."
As he spoke, Mo Lan took out the interview video of Song Tingyun and showed it to Fu Qin.
Fu Qin only took a glance and said, "I've seen it."
"Oh, so you watched it." Moran turned off the video.
He regained his composure and said, "But honestly, even though this whole thing seems funny, it's a big step towards restoring your identity."
"Are you comforting me?" Fu Qin asked.
"No," Moran explained. "We've been laying the groundwork for your survival for a long time. We just need an opportunity to convince the public. But now isn't the time for you to reappear in public. A StarNet exposure like this is just the right time."
Fu Qin was a little confused. "Why do you say now is not the time for me to reappear? Is there a specific time requirement?"
"It's not a matter of time, but we need to justify not only your survival but also your appointment to the academy. So now isn't the best time for you to show up."
At present, a small number of questioning voices have appeared on the Star Network, questioning why Song Tingyun had clearly contacted Fu Qin but did not announce it to the public, and even pretended to dispatch personnel to search for Fu Qin's whereabouts near the B-614 planet.
They believe the military is fooling the people.
If there is no reasonable explanation, Fuqin will also be questioned when he really returns.
Therefore, in order to rationalize the whole thing, they need to set a prerequisite, that is, there must be a hardship that the public can accept.
For example, due to health reasons, Fu Qin needed to rest and recuperate, temporarily avoiding public appearances. Therefore, the military concealed the incident after finding her, allowing her sufficient space to recover. However, someone unexpectedly discovered Bai Hao's safe cabin on Planet B-614, leading to the incident being exposed. The military, not wanting her recovery to be disturbed, had to feign personnel to investigate, reassure the public, and delay the situation.
In short, the motivation for the whole thing should be rationalized.
Therefore, with this prerequisite, Fu Qin naturally cannot appear in public for now.
After listening to this, Fu Qin asked again, "So what should we do now?"
"□□, keep dragging it out until the questioning voices drown out all other voices."
Seeing Fu Qin's confusion, Moran continued to explain, "Because in this scenario, you still have health problems at this time. Under this premise, in order to ensure your safety and allow you to recover properly, what do you think we should do?"
Without waiting for Fu Qin to answer, Mo Lan continued, "We will continue to delay, block out external interference, and let you rest well."
"When the doubts become so strong that they might affect you, we will 'helplessly' announce your situation. We will issue a notice asking the public not to try to find your whereabouts, asking them to be patient, and stating that you will officially return after you recover."
"By then, we can resolve the public opinion crisis while also taking the opportunity to play a victim."
"Do you understand this?" Moran asked.
Fu Qin nodded thoughtfully and said with emotion: "You have made things so complicated."
There are so many twists and turns behind a seemingly simple thing.
"Indeed, but it's worth it."
Moran finished speaking and looked at the time. "It's almost time to end the get out of class. I'm leaving first."
Fu Qin glanced at the flashing message bar on Molan's light brain and pointed at it, reminding him, "There's a message popping up in your light brain."
Hearing this, Moran opened the message and took a look. "It's not important information, don't worry about it. I'm leaving."
"Well, bye."
After Moran left, Fu Qin realized that the ID name she had just seen on Moran's laptop looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
Where is it?
I couldn't remember Fu Qin for a moment.
After a while, when Fu Qin was already doing other things, she suddenly remembered the origin of the ID.
To confirm, Fu Qin opened the Star Network Forum, found a voting post to guess her identity, and clicked on it to take a look at the main post.
The poster's ID is exactly the same as the one he used to message Moran just now.
Click to view only the original poster's comments, scroll down from top to bottom, the latest one is still showing off:
38121L (OP): Ahhh, come on and praise me! I put General Fuqin in the voting options early on, so I won!
After the original poster made his speech, everyone in the comments praised him for his greatness and said that he had a unique vision.
Some people even jokingly asked the poster which star stock he bought, hoping to get some good luck.
But no matter how diverse the subsequent replies were, after they all scrolled down, no one questioned it.
Before talking to Mo Lan, Fu Qin might not have seen any problem with the post owner's comments. But now, after knowing Song Tingyun and the others' plan, looking back at the post owner's past comments, he found something a little more subtle.
For example, not long after Bai Hao's safe cabin was discovered, the other party added Fu Qin to the voting options for guessing people, which is very suspicious.
Just like what the people in the post have questioned, the abilities displayed by "your father" at that time did not make them feel to be SSS-level powerful, and most people would not associate "your father" with Fu Qin.
In order to make the voting options look more reasonable, the poster even included Catherine's name.
The names of the two stand out among the many double SSs.
In addition, many of the comments made by the OP seem to be joking, but they are actually leading people everywhere.
It can be said that the author of this post also played an indispensable role in making the public accept so quickly that "your father" is Fu Qin.
Fu Qin read all his replies and sent a message to Moran:
[Your father: Is this one of yours too?]
She then sent a screenshot of the voting post.
Moran probably returned to the office and immediately replied:
[Molan, the number one mecha maker in the interstellar world: Yes.]
[Molan, the number one mecha builder in the interstellar world: Uncle Fu, you've gotten smarter! You figured this out!]
[Your father: ...I saw the ID when you were reading the message just now.]
[Molan, the number one mecha builder in the interstellar world: Oh, then I take back what I said about you becoming smarter. Forget it.]
If Moran was standing in front of Fu Qin right now, he would probably have been beaten by now.
[Your father: So this is the foreshadowing you mentioned earlier?]
[Molan, the interstellar mecha builder: He's just one of them. There are many like him. On the Starnet, as long as there are enough people and proper guidance, the direction of public opinion can actually be controlled.]
Simply put, it means finding a water army, not the kind of 50-cent machine water army, but a high-level water army with brains and consciousness. Faced with the ever-changing star network, they can make timely judgments and provide guidance to make public opinion on the event develop in the direction they want, thereby achieving their goals.
Sounds impressive.
But Fu Qin had a question.
Your father: You've hired so many people to create public opinion. Aren't you afraid someone will leak the information?
[Mo Lan, the interstellar world's top mecha builder: No, these people are from the Chengying Corps and are directly managed by Song Tingyun. The Corps has strict internal discipline and they won't leak a single word to the outside world.]
If it is the Chengying Corps that is guiding public opinion behind the scenes, then it is indeed safe.
Fu Qin was relieved, but also a little surprised.
[Your father: Are the requirements for soldiers in the Legion already this high? They even need to be able to do this kind of work?]
[Molan, the interstellar world's top mecha builder: No, no, no, the Chengying Corps already has a public opinion department. We just let professionals do their professional work.]
Your father: I see.
[Your father: You know quite a lot?]
After waking up, Fu Qin browsed through the experiences of several friends over the past twenty years. She remembered that Moran came to the Federal Military Academy as the principal after the establishment of the Federation. How come he still knew everything about the military?
[Molan, the interstellar world's number one mecha builder: Yes, because the Chengying Legion's public opinion monitoring and intelligence departments are under my control.]
Fu Qin was a little surprised when he heard this.
But after careful recollection, she discovered that Moran had always been very busy since she arrived at the Federal Military Academy, with endless documents waiting for him to process every day.
Fu Qin originally thought that all principals were so busy, but was it because he worked two jobs?
Fu Qin couldn't help but admire such a level of professionalism.
Your father: Working two jobs? So hard?
[The First Interstellar Mecha Builder: ...Do you think I want to?]
The tone of voice could not be revealed from the text, but Fu Qin inexplicably sensed a hint of resentment from these words.
In particular, this passage is highly consistent with something Ye Mingluo said just now, and it seems that neither of them is working voluntarily.
Fu Qin had not taken Ye Mingluo's words to heart before, but now even Mo Lan said so, Fu Qin could not help but asked:
[Your father: Is it because of Song Tingyun? ]
[Mo Lan, the interstellar world's top mecha builder: Not entirely. Mainly because I don't have a suitable successor right now. If I leave it all to Song Tingyun, I'm afraid he'll be overwhelmed.]
[Molan, the number one mecha builder in the interstellar world: Maybe I was born to be a hard worker. I can't bear to see my friends working themselves to death.]
After seeing Moran's answer, Fu Qin was sure that Ye Mingluo was talking nonsense.
How could an honest man like Song Tingyun, who would never refuse anyone, force someone to stay in the military headquarters and not let him go?
Ye Mingluo is really good at telling lies with his eyes open.
Fu Qin thought.
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