Go to the wrong mic, abduct the right person [Internet translation]

Refreshing Weibo comments and Aite again, Mu Ye felt his temples throbbing violently.

The situation was so bad that Mu Ye couldn't read it anymore after scrolling for more than two pages. He decisively closed Weibo, dug out the paper contract he had signed before, and called Party A.

The speed of answering the phone over there was very fast, with a very gentle female voice. Mu Ye wanted to lose his temper at first, but when he heard this voice, he didn't feel like losing his temper. Holding back his anger, he asked why they used him as a hype marketing.

After talking for a while, I didn't expect that the girl was completely confused, kept apologizing, and said that she would ask him about the situation later.

Listening to the tone of voice over there, Mu Ye felt that he really didn't understand the matter. After thinking about it, he comforted the girl and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he was silent for a while, then called Cheng Sang again, wanting to ask Cheng Sang what opinion he had.

After answering the phone, Cheng Sang sounded calm, and asked him what he wanted to do.

Mu Ye was stunned when he heard Cheng Sang's question. He just wanted to question the game company, but he hadn't thought about what to do.

Seeing that Mu Ye was silent, Cheng Sang seemed to have expected this for a long time, sighed slightly, and said, "They are a typical case of taking advantage of loopholes. If they really want to investigate, they won't get any compensation. If they apologize, I'm afraid It is also unlikely, after all, it is a big company.”

"...Then what should I do?"

"What about the contract you signed with them? Send me the electronic file."

"Wait a minute, are you in front of the computer?"

"I'm here, send it."

Holding the phone in one hand, Mu Ye began to operate the computer with the other, and sent the electronic contract to Cheng Sang.

Cheng Sang quickly accepted the document, and while Cheng Sang was reading the document, Mu Ye thought of a solution, but he was not sure, hesitated for a while, and asked, "What if I delete Weibo and issue a statement?"

"What statement? To prove that you are not that Mu Ye?"

"……Um."

As soon as Mu Ye confirmed it, Cheng Sang immediately denied it, "Forget it, your voice is clearly there, and the fans are not stupid."

"What should I do?"

Cheng Sang listened to his words, pondered for a moment, and said, "Do you care about public opinion, or the circle you used to care about."

Cheng Sang's question was accurate, Mu Ye was silent for a while, and said, "I don't care about public opinion, I just don't want to involve the former fans, I have already let them down once."

When Cheng Sang heard what Mu Ye said, he smiled softly, "Every time I see your soft heart, I want to wake you up."

"What's wrong with me?" Mu Ye was also helpless.

Cheng Sang ignored him, turned the subject around, and said, "I've read the contract, and there's really nothing to pursue, and then—do you want to continue defending your rights, or forget it?"

"Didn't you say that there is nothing to pursue? How to defend your rights?" Mu Ye expressed doubts about the inconsistency of Cheng Sang's words.

"Public opinion, you post a Weibo, and point out the game company's exaggerated words to fans. There will definitely be retweets to help you. But this will go against your original intention. Once you post this Weibo, don't you Did you acquiesce in your own identity?"

After hearing this, Mu Ye was silent for a long time, and said two words, "Forget it."

Seeing what he said, Cheng Sang knew that he was in a bad mood, and wanted to hug him a little bit, but the distance was too far, so he could only smile and say, "If you want to open up, just treat him as a disguised propaganda for you, and you are not happy. Just ignore him."

"I'll try my best." Mu Ye whispered. After a while, he still couldn't help it, and said what he had been holding back for a long time, "I said I was going to retire, but it turned out like this. If you don't go back, others will definitely I feel like I have no credibility at all.”

Cheng Sang really didn't expect Mu Ye to say that. After pondering for a moment, he said, "You didn't resign because you did something outrageous, so you don't need to consider other people's opinions on how to leave in the future."

In fact, Cheng Sang's words were somewhat selfish. After all, as a singer with tens of thousands of fans, he already possessed a certain amount of influence, so he couldn't say he had no responsibility at all.

However, Mu Ye himself didn't have much idea about the number of fans, especially on the premise that Yi Le would buy him fans, so Cheng Sang's words made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The two chatted for a while, and Mu Ye felt much better, and planned to put this matter aside for the time being.

In fact, if there was no fan relationship, Mu Ye would definitely defend his rights to the end, but he didn't want the situation to escalate further, and he didn't want all parties to fight because of him, so...forget it.

He really wanted to forget it, but someone didn't want him to just forget it.

At around 07:30 in the evening, Mu Ye received a call from a stranger. Seeing that the number was from Beijing, he answered it without much hesitation.

A very familiar voice came from the phone, but Mu Ye couldn't remember who it was at first, he hesitated for a while, and asked, "Excuse me, who is it, my memory is not very good."

They didn't seem to expect that Mu Ye would forget about him, so after a moment of silence, he said, "I'm Yile."

Hearing these four words, Mu Ye's expression changed, and after a long while, he said, "I haven't contacted you for a long time."

When Yi Le heard his words, she smiled and said, "Yeah, it's been a year."

In fact, Mu Ye's impression of Yi Le is not that bad, and it has been a year, and Yi Le was miserable enough in that incident, so Mu Ye didn't avoid her like a tiger or wolf, on the contrary, he felt a little guilty , he directly blocked Yile from that incident.

Thinking of this, Mu Ye shook his head silently, and said with a smile, "How have you been recently?"

"I just graduated and looking for a job, so I want to go back and continue planning and having fun." Yile's tone of speech was not as aggressive as before, but calmed down a lot.

When Mu Ye heard her words, he didn't think much, just smiled and said, "Take your time." At the end, he added, "I feel that you have matured a lot."

"Really?" Yile smiled when she heard this sentence, "Then don't refuse me to cooperate with you in the future, I am a mature person now."

Hearing this sentence, Mu Ye couldn't help laughing, and said, "Okay, I'll definitely pick up the one that suits me."

"Hmm."

After chatting for a while, the two hung up the phone.

Now most of the long-hidden knot in Mu Ye's heart has been untied. Although this seems to be unprincipled, he always likes to make friends more than enemies.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Ye went to take a shower, and then lay on the bed to play 2048. In fact, he wanted to chat with Cheng Sang, but he felt that Cheng Sang must be arranging the music, and he didn't want to help Cheng Sang. Pass the microphone, forget it.

Unexpectedly, after playing 2048 for a while, Cheng Sang called.

Mu Ye was in a good mood, so he answered the phone happily, but he didn't expect to say, "Did Yile buy fans from you before?"

Hearing this sentence, Mu Ye was stunned. He subconsciously thought that some people dug up old accounts today, but he didn't know about buying fans. In fact, only Yi Le and himself knew about it before, so they were still very ignorant. Suddenly said, "Well... there is such a thing, but I still talked to her on the phone in the afternoon, and I feel that she has changed now—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Cheng Sang angrily, "You still talk to her on the phone? Didn't you slap her with a big ear scraper?!"

Mu Ye felt something was wrong when he heard this, and said slowly, "What happened?"

As if he didn't expect Mu Ye's reflexes to be so long, Cheng Sang let out a long breath, tried to restrain his emotions, and said, "She is hanging on you on Weibo, revealing all the things about you 'collusion' back then , now is the time when the National Assembly is in progress, and it is more lively than the game in the morning."

Mu Ye, "..."

Before he had time to think about it, Mu Ye turned over and got out of bed, went straight to the computer without any slippers on, turned it on, and connected to the Internet.

Here Cheng Sang is still complaining, Mu Ye can't listen to a word anymore, he is a little unbelievable, he was fine when he called in the afternoon, why did this happen all of a sudden?

This kind of thing, maybe he can't understand it in his life.

When I went to Weibo, the number of tweets and comments was not as much as in the morning, but after reading the content, I felt that it was more intense than in the morning.

Yi Le did not use the previous Weibo account to post, but a small account. The person who posted the Weibo did not disclose his identity, but the screenshots and conversations in it belonged to Yi Le and Mu Ye.

The strange thing is that many of the dialogues are true, but not original.

Although the conversation was relatively unremarkable, Mu Ye was really angry when he saw the explanations and sarcasm in the notes.

But after he got angry and calmed down, he felt that things might not be like that, and with his last hope, he dialed back the number Yile had called in the afternoon.

Yile quickly answered the phone, and the first sentence was.

"Have you read Weibo?"

"You sent it?"

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, Yi Le would admit it so quickly. Mu Ye felt that he had become a fool again. After a long silence, he was about to speak when Yi Le spoke.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask, I know you are surprised."

"Don't you want to come back and do a good job?" Mu Ye really didn't know how to ask, so he said this.

There was silence for a while, and suddenly he smiled softly, "You are really a good person."

Hearing this sentence at this time, there is really no meaning other than irony.

"Don't you understand?" Yile asked suddenly.

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