midnight.
There were no lights on in the dark little room, and the surrounding furniture was hidden in the shadows peacefully as if sleeping. Only the computer screen on the desk in the corner of the wall emitted a faint blue light.
In front of the desk, the dim light outlined Jiang Que's handsome and cold eyebrows. He leaned back slightly in the chair, with his fingers crossed and hanging in front of his abdomen, his elbows resting on the armrests on both sides, and his calm eyes quietly staring at the Weibo page that kept refreshing on the screen.
In just three hours, the Weibo server crashed twice. The news of Song's love affair skyrocketed to the top of the hot searches, and the bright red word "explosion" at the end seemed to be roaring and pulling everyone into a vortex of gossip and carnival.
However, this shocking news is only ranked second in the trending search. Above it is a strange entry that almost makes the newcomers feel confused:
【Jono Chronicle God's Prophecy】【Explosion】
The word "Chengye" in the title seems to be related to Song Yecheng, and coupled with its proud position at the top of the list, countless netizens who just heard the news flocked to Weibo and dug into its details with curiosity and no hesitation.
The details are actually very simple - Song Yecheng's fans who are everywhere on the Internet accidentally dug out a book "Chengye Chronicles" whose entire plot was copied from Song Yecheng's popular online novel, but unexpectedly discovered in the gaps between complaints that the chapters in the book were published earlier than the time when the corresponding events occurred, which means that the content of this book is not "copied" but "prophecy."
This seemingly bizarre but actually strange conclusion is hard to believe.
Countless netizens shrewdly squinted their eyes, pushed up their non-existent glasses, and transformed themselves into Conan while chanting "真実はいつも一つ" to the background music that didn't sound, determined to strangle this bizarre and supernatural trick with the scythe of science and materialism:
[Eat melons, don't spit out the watermelon rind: No wonder they say fandoms are brainless. How can anyone believe this kind of nonsense? When first launching, just write something to occupy your time, and then modify the chapter content according to the trending searches after the incident, right?]
[Yangguang Qianceng: If you haven't read the article on Yundian, please don't argue. If there are any revisions after the Yundian chapter is released, will the revision time be listed below the release time? [Image]]
The picture shows a screenshot of a chapter from another book by Yundian. The “latest modification time” is clearly marked below the “first release time”.
[Noodles with some green onions: So what? Maybe the author is really good at it and can just hack into the backend and make some changes?]
Passerby A, B, and C: Yu Yuzi, can you please have some common sense? Do you think Yundian is some lousy little website you can smear? Before you argue, I suggest you search Baidu for a list of the top tech executives. Yundian's dad would be pissed off to death if he met a fool like you.
Controversies surrounding the release time were endless. The official Yundian Weibo account was almost blown up by @, and even the customer service phone number was almost overwhelmed by calls.
As the dispute intensified, the official Yundian Reading blog released a brief statement:
[Yundian Reading V: After verification, all chapters of "City and Field Chronicles", a work published on this site by the unsigned author 810, have not been revised twice, and the first release time is the last release time.
In addition, this site is committed to upgrading and maintaining the website security system for a long time, resolutely protecting the legitimate rights and interests of all authors and readers, and there are no forms of network security risks. Please be aware of this.
After this statement was released, many netizens who questioned the release time finally calmed down. However, the Sherlock Holmes were not so easily defeated. It didn't take long for new ideas to surface:
Even if the release date is correct, it doesn't necessarily mean it's a prediction, right? The author might be a paparazzi or an insider, leaking the news ahead of time, knowing the inside story?
[Heading Green Grassland: Does the host have an IQ of 80? It's fine if the industry knew about the relationship in advance, but how do you explain the Best Actor incident? How do you explain the sudden incidents like the microphone malfunction during the press conference and the fall into the water during filming?]
[Bai Bu Qu Ren Bai: I'm not trying to argue, but it's not completely impossible that the awards were leaked in advance. As for those accidents, how do you know they were accidents and not man-made? [doge]]
[Dying and sick, unable to sit still: Dieing! Even if the award was leaked in advance, not everyone can win it, right? If you say that, this author is incredibly awesome—he can win international awards, secretly film romances, write trending books, and even go undercover to cause accidents. Why wouldn't he be so awesome?]
[Silent Dafu: Good poems, good poems, I suggest publishing a book.]
[Pandora's Box: This isn't a conspiracy theory, but does anyone suspect that Song Yecheng's team directed and acted in this? They wrote the script in advance and released it, and then acted according to it. Stop hyping it up.]
[The early bird catches the worm: What the hell? Now that you put it that way, I suddenly think about it and it's terrifying...]
[Tianqing in the Wild City: Heizi, can you please just get out of here? When my city debuted, you guys were still playing in the mud. Does he need hype? If you don't want your brain, just donate it, thank you.]
Seeing that public opinion gradually shifted in a direction unfavorable to Song Yecheng, and even a large number of conspiracy theories pointing to "the team directing and acting" emerged, Song Yecheng's fans were furious. On the one hand, they were worried about the "relationship exposure", and on the other hand, they had to tear apart the haters. They were busy in the middle of the night.
Amidst this chaos, someone soon unearthed a Weibo post from someone suspected to be the author of "City and Field Chronicles":
Qiao Li: @810 Is this the author? Can you please come out and say something?
Although it is said to be "suspected", almost all netizens who clicked on the nickname @810 immediately confirmed that this was most likely the author himself, because this person's homepage has only one Weibo post published at the end of last year, which was the link to the article shared by "City Notes" on the day the article was published.
As a result, fans and bystanders quickly found the new anchor point and flocked to the single Weibo post, commenting and calling on the author to come forward to explain. Tens of millions of private messages flowed like a torrent along the Internet at the speed of light to the same destination.
In front of the computer screen at the end.
Jiang Que continued to watch this chaotic battle without any disturbance. The login username "810" displayed in the upper right corner of the webpage clearly showed his identity as an insider, but he was like an outsider, turning a deaf ear to the 999+ message prompts that had already appeared.
After a while, the time in the lower right corner of the computer jumped from 23:59 to 00:00.
Jiang Que glanced around and finally moved from his sitting position which had not changed for a long time. He stood up and took something out from the shadow on the right side of the computer.
——It was this year's calendar, and all the dates from New Year's Day to February 19th were marked with big red crosses.
Jiang Que reached for the pen on the table, took off the cap, and crossed out February 20th, which had just passed. Then he gently closed the pen cap with a "click" and lowered his eyes to look at the end of the calendar.
November 14th.
The date circled in bright red handwriting was conspicuous and glaring, like a giant beast from the abyss whose face was difficult to discern but was approaching day by day, grinning at him and baring its sharp fangs.
Time is running out.
Jiang Que stared quietly for a long time, finally retracted his gaze, put the calendar and pen back to their original places, moved the mouse and clicked on the private message list in the upper right corner of the webpage.
The speed at which the private messages were increasing was so fast that it was hard to keep up, but Jiang Que didn't seem to care and casually moved the mouse to one of them.
Right-click and delete.
Then the next one, the same operation.
Right-click and delete.
Such mechanical and boring clicks were somewhat boring, but Jiang Que repeated them over and over again in an orderly manner, like a precision instrument with a pre-set program.
The private messages disappeared one by one, but the total number did not decrease, because every time he deleted one, a new message would arrive, as if he had been doing something stupid, ridiculous and useless from beginning to end.
Time passed by little by little, and the fingers clicking the mouse gradually became numb, but his patience seemed to be endless, and there was no trace of boredom on his face.
Click, click.
Click, click.
There was no other sound in the room except the soft click of the mouse.
Suddenly, amidst the rhythmic clicking sound, a new private message suddenly caught his eye.
It was an extremely familiar avatar, followed by a nickname without any special symbols.
Jiang Que's heartbeat suddenly paused. His finger hovered over the left mouse button for a moment before he finally clicked it before it was squeezed out of his sight by the updated message:
[Song Yecheng V: Hey buddy, can we meet?]
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