Before Ling Yi could think further, Fatty Dong Fei called.
Hey, Fatty!
"Not dead?"
"You fat bastard, are you cursing me?"
"It's good that you're not dead. Do you know how awesome you are? You single-handedly cut off a bunch of people's livelihood, you know? I'm worried they'll do something desperate. Go online and see, they've all gone crazy. Anyway, be careful."
"Okay, I got it," Ling Yi said nonchalantly.
"You know nothing. Those people in the cultural circle have been ruined by your fifty poems. Now they're being condemned across the internet. Cao Guxin and his gang were summoned for questioning this morning. They're finished."
"Your ten songs from yesterday topped the charts, you made a fortune, you know that? But you also completely offended people in the music industry because you broke the rules."
"Heh, rules!" Ling Yi Taunt mockingly.
"This month, Du Pengfeng's song is on the charts, and according to their rules, everyone has to make way."
Do you know how much power Du Pengfeng wields? With just one word from him, someone like you could be completely blacklisted!
The fat man spoke extremely fast and loudly, his voice was distorted.
"With just one word from him, all those songs on your Cool Cat platform will probably be taken down."
"Fatty, let me tell you something: I own 65% of Cool Cat's shares," Ling Yi said with a smile.
There was no response from the fat man's side. After a long while, he laughed and said, "Then what's the point of him blocking me?"
The fat man didn't doubt Ling Yi's words; at this point, Ling Yi wouldn't joke about something like this.
"Be careful, the filth in this industry is beyond your imagination."
After hanging up with the fat man, Ling Qiqi called immediately.
" Ling Yi, you..."
"I'm fine, don't worry!"
"Who's worried about you? Humph, I'm hanging up. By the way, answer my call first next time. I hate it, I can't get through no matter how long I try."
"Okay, I'll get a personal number later, and I'll let you know first!"
"Beep beep..."
Ling Yi chuckled. "You brat, so arrogant and stubborn."
Sitting down at the Computer, Ling Yi first logged into the author backend of Big Persimmon Chinese Web.
Ling Yi was startled to see that the total amount of donations had reached six million.
However, after seeing the comments, Ling Yi calmed down again.
For some reason, seeing the comments section filled with apologies and praise, Ling Yi felt no joy whatsoever.
These are the same people who, when they were cursing him yesterday, kept bringing up his household registration book.
These are the same people who are praising him to the skies again today.
Ling Yi looked at the more than six million yuan in donations and felt inexplicably Taunt.
Yesterday's fifty poems, along with screenshots of the assassination of Cao Guxin and others, turned the tide in one fell swoop.
But what if he doesn't have a cheat code?
Ling Yi remembered a media person who once said in his previous life: There is no truth online.
Is this statement an exaggeration? Perhaps a little, but if you think about it carefully, it will only make you feel disheartened.
Ling Yi opened Xinbo. The posts about him being a disgraced celebrity had been deleted. The new trending topic was Du Pengfeng's evaluation of those ten songs by Ling Yi.
This old man really put his heart into it, reviewing each song one by one, finding "flaws" in every single one, and then belittling it to the point of being worthless.
Finally, a conclusion was drawn: Ling Yi's ten songs are completely different in style and were not written by one person at all.
Although it wasn't explicitly stated, it was clearly telling everyone that Ling Yi Ling Yi a team behind him, but the copyright was being used to Ling Yi this newcomer.
Although they weren't plagiarized, these works weren't Ling Yi's either.
It must be said that this viewpoint immediately garnered a lot of support.
However, what they said is indeed correct. After all, Ling Yi didn't copy the same person's song, so the style naturally couldn't be the same.
Unfortunately, jumping out at this point is clearly just making someone else a scapegoat.
"Since you're willing to be the gun, then let's start with you."
Ling Yi activated the second system, the Infinite Passive Scandal System.
I silently opened the editor, locked onto the target, and then edited three lines of content.
1. Du Pengfeng received Wu Bai from Zheng Yang of Jin Hai Entertainment to smear Ling Yi...
2. Du Pengfeng was seen at a nightclub with Old in Years, Young at Heart; he complained that 1000 yuan was too expensive...
3. The story of Du Pengfeng and Bai Mei, the top agent at Jin Hai Entertainment...
After editing, Ling Yi clicked "Confirm".
The next moment, a 24-hour countdown appeared on the system interface!
These accusations are false, but the system will make them appear true in a reasonable way and expose them online in a "reasonable" manner.
Is this really the right way to treat a person who is almost seventy years old?
cut!
Ling Yi is a scoundrel. Scoundrels only care about results, not methods. Ling Yi has never claimed to be a good person. He originally just wanted to be an ordinary person and experience being a star.
But he was told to "follow the rules," and Ling Yi also loved "following the rules."
Du Pengfeng was just the first step in establishing his own rules.
As a hoodlum, Ling Yi knew very well that if he wanted to establish his own rules in the underworld, he had to be ruthless.
Do you really think Madman Ling is just a nickname for nothing?
Ling Yi posted a message directly on his Xinbo account.
The message consisted of only one sentence, six characters: Du Pengfeng, the first one!
After tomorrow, some people will naturally understand the meaning of these six words.
He was telling everyone, " Du Pengfeng is someone I, Ling Yi, dealt with."
Ling Yi then ignored him and went to the fat man's recording studio.
Countless people were watching Ling Yi's Xinbo account. After this post was published, many sensed Aura different.
"Does this mean they're going to fight to the bitter end?" Jiang Qinglan frowned as she looked at her phone inside the office building of Big Persimmon Chinese Web.
"To be honest, Du Pengfeng and his ilk are just like Cao Guxin, a bunch of old fogies who have ruined countless talented people. If Ling Yi really has that ability, I hope he can turn things around," Bai Lei said with a smile.
"However, this kid is too young. Too much rigidity leads to breakage. This kind of unforgiving nature is not very appealing. Even if he gets through this, it will be difficult for him to survive in the entertainment industry in the future."
Although Jiang Qinglan is only twenty-four years old, she has a very clear understanding of things and is an extremely Wisdom woman.
Bai Lei suddenly laughed and said, "I actually hope that Ling Yi will suffer a loss this time, or even be blacklisted by the entertainment industry, so that he can honestly focus on writing books."
"By the way, his novel ' Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils ' was too short, not satisfying at all. Have you asked him about his new book?"
"Let's wait a couple of days before asking. He probably can't afford to worry about it now. He's cut off too many people's livelihoods; he's likely to face a tough challenge."
Bai Lei sighed and said, "Unfortunately, the entertainment industry is too complicated for us to navigate. We can only rely on him. By the way, sending him the donations for his novel might help him a little."
"While we can't offer help in times of need, we can still show our sincerity. It would be truly..."
A flash of anger crossed Bai Lei's eyes, but more so, a sense of helplessness.
Is it that those in power don't care? No, it's just that a catalyst is lacking.
Who are the people who "follow the rules"? They are the people who control capital.
In recent years, in order to promote the country's rapid development, the control over capital has been relaxed, which has made those who hold capital somewhat arrogant.
When capital infiltrates from the economy into culture and national sentiment, it has already crossed the bottom line.
Perfect timing! The higher-ups need someone who dares to overturn the table, and who has the ability to do so.
Why is Ling Yi featured in the Zhonggu Newspaper and Zhongguo News?
Some astute individuals had already sensed something amiss.
Du Pengfeng was in a good mood today. Not only did he easily manipulate a junior, but he also earned two million yuan.
Over the years, Du Pengfeng, posing as a master lyricist and composer, has been freeloading off others, always surrounded by a group of people, and can decide someone's future with just a word.
This made him so high up that he even cut the kite string himself.
Last night, when I was having dinner with Zheng Yang, Bai Mei happened to be with us. That old man was probably a bit drunk, because he actually started having feelings for Bai Mei, who is now Old Xu.
She even made it clear at the dinner table that she wanted Bai Mei to spend the night with her.
Bai Mei was a well-known pimp in the entertainment industry. She used to pimp others, but now that someone has taken a liking to her, she can't accept being a pimp herself.
Du Pengfeng has a lot of resources at his disposal. If he can act as a go-between, the artists under Bai Mei's management might gain even more fame and make more money.
Zheng Yang also needed to leverage Du Pengfeng's reputation to act as a scapegoat, and to be thrown out as a scapegoat when necessary, so he naturally went along with it.
Perhaps it was because playing poker with Bai Mei last night gave me a youthful feeling, and I've gotten a taste for it.
After all, he's getting on in years. How many more times can he enjoy this wonderful life of playing cards? Who knows when he might just quit altogether.
What was the meaning of Ling Yi's poem? "Enjoy life to the fullest when you're successful, for don't let your golden goblet stand empty before the moon!"
Although Ling Yi doesn't know the rules, he's truly talented.
What a pity, what a pity!
Du Pengfei couldn't help but recall the days when he was young and often went to nightclubs to experience life in order to find inspiration.
A thought suddenly occurred to me: why not relive it tonight?
Then this old man was cornered by police officers who happened to be out there trying to meet their performance targets.
Coincidentally, this process was filmed by a streamer who was also at the nightclub looking for "inspiration".
Shuiwei City, No. 158, Perfume Alley.
Fatty Dong Fei's recording studio is right here.
This guy is so big and tall, over 1.9 meters tall, and he still manages to eat his way up to the size of a ball. That's something else.
Because of his weight, this guy has a host of health problems: asthma, heart disease, high blood pressure, diabetes...
His lips were purple, his face was pale, and he was breathing like a bellows, hissing and panting.
Ling Yi was worried that he might suddenly die at any moment.
Even so, he still smokes constantly, drinks heavily, consumes sugary drinks, eats junk food, orders takeout for every meal, and loves fried and greasy food.
Ling Yi tried to persuade him, but it was no use!
According to the fat man, he's almost fifty, life is too tiring, he's lived long enough, and if he lives any longer, he won't be able to create any value for the world.
This is a rather pessimistic person.
"Let's record one song today!"
Seeing Ling Yi carrying another guitar towards the recording studio, the fat man said, "How about we find you a band? Just one guitar is such a waste of your songs."
"Too much trouble, and for me, a guitar is enough!"
When other people record songs, they have a whole band, a sound engineer, and a bunch of backing vocalists working together. But Ling Yi is different. He just goes in with a guitar, sings, does some minor audio processing, and then uploads it.
Yet, these songs, produced in such a "crude and shoddy" manner, are all classics.
What song are we singing today?
" The You of the Past!"