I want to be a salty fish and go further and further in the entertainment industry

When Song Zhemao came back from dinner, he was stunned when he saw the ridicule and abuse on the screen.

If he had known that this Weibo would attract everyone, he would rather be wronged than send it out.

Seeing that the comments were still growing at a terrifying speed, Song Zhemao could only sigh helplessly.

Where does he have the evidence that netizens want? If he did, there would be no need to post this explanation on Weibo.

Since there was no way to explain, and since netizens could not continue to scold him endlessly, Song Zhemao could only close all comments and private messages on Weibo.

When netizens found out that there was no way to comment, they immediately became excited and began to @songzhemao.

However, no matter what method they used, Song Zhemao just refused to reply. In the end, all netizens could only switch to the Weibo posts of other top songwriters.

In an instant, the Weibo posts of dozens of top songwriters, including the five music gods, were all down again.

Fu Wenbo felt strange when he saw his cell phone ringing again. He opened the phone and looked at it before he understood the reason and started cursing.

"Song Zhemao is so stupid!"

Although he knew that Song Zhemao was innocent, Fu Wenbai just wanted to say, "You deserve it!"

Originally, netizens had almost stopped talking, and no one needed to be scolded.

Why did you post this Weibo? Isn’t this just adding fire to the fire?

What's even more annoying is that this guy even closed private messages and comments.

Fu Wenbai was not the only one who was angry. Dozens of other top songwriters were also the same, and they were also unhappy.

In the end, everyone had no choice but to close Weibo's comments and private messaging functions.

However, even so, the matter lasted for several days before it gradually calmed down.

It can be said that these past few days have been the most uncomfortable days for dozens of songwriters. They have to be pulled out and beaten repeatedly by netizens every day, and they dare not come forward.

Unlike them who were feeling aggrieved, Luo Jiuxing's life was so comfortable these days.

Every day he is either teasing Xiao Nanyi at home or drinking tea and playing games at the company.

No, when Ren Xiaoyao opened the door of Luo Jiuxing's office, what came into view was the scene of Luo Jiuxing drinking tea leisurely.

His originally cold expression suddenly solidified, and he said angrily: "It seems that you don't pay attention to the news on the Internet at all. Are you still in the mood to drink tea here?"

Luo Jiuxing was still drinking tea leisurely and said casually: "Did something big happen again?"

"You can find out by yourself by looking online."

After saying that, Ren Xiaoyao directly found a seat and sat down, not looking at Luo Jiuxing, but secretly complaining in her heart.

This little kid is not in a hurry, so she has nothing to be anxious about.

After Luo Jiuxing drank the tea in his hand, he took out his mobile phone and started checking it.

When he opened Weibo, there were dense messages from fans. Luo Jiuxing simply glanced at it and found out the key information.

Unexpectedly, several unknown media accounts wrote several ambiguous articles.

The general content is whether Luo Jiuxing is too productive, which is a bit unscientific.

No matter how great a songwriter is, there is no way he can keep releasing songs every month, let alone start with ten songs every now and then while still ensuring quality.

The article also looks for some of the most famous composers in each era for comparison.

The final conclusion was that this incident was abnormal and very strange.

As for the reason, although it is not stated clearly in the article, it still implicitly guides netizens towards the 'god-making plan'.

Sure enough, netizens all followed blindly. Just one article fooled them into being blind, and the comments given were what the author wanted to say but did not dare to say.

"Actually, I have long suspected that Luo Jiuxing is so young, how could he write so many songs in a short period of time, and each one is a high-quality song. Anyway, I don't believe it!"

"Speaking of which, it seems that someone had suspected this matter a few months ago."

"Yes, at that time some people speculated that this was a 'god-making plan' deliberately created by Xingyu Media. Now that I think about it, it is really possible."

"Damn it, maybe Luo Jiuxing is Xingyu Media's candidate to 'create a god'."

"It's really possible. It is probably because Xingyu Media integrated the resources of the entire composition department and gave all the excellent works to Luo Jiuxing that he became the god he is today."

"That makes sense. It seems that this is the only way to explain Luo Jiuxing's endless stream of high-quality works."

"When you say it this way, it seems like this is true. I feel the same way."

"Xingyu Media wouldn't be stupid enough to do something like this, right? Is it really possible for so many works to be piled on one person?"

"Anyway, I think it's very possible. Since Luo Jiuxing became famous, I don't know how many talents have entered Xingyu Media. What else can't be explained?"

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After Luo Jiuxing read it, he frowned and said, "It seems that some people are not convinced after losing and are planning to start trouble again?"

"I really want to see their courage." Luo Jiuxing touched his chin, and then a strange smile appeared on his face.

Ren Xiaoyao, who was standing next to him, saw Luo Jiuxing's expression and subconsciously shuddered, then asked, "Are you planning to trick people again?"

"Should I say it or not, these people are really jealous. If they can't accomplish something themselves, they feel that others can't accomplish it either." Ren Xiaoyao complained.

Luo Jiuxing just smiled mysteriously and handed a cup of tea to Ren Xiaoyao, "Let's drink tea first!"

Luo Jiuxing didn't take the news online at all. Nothing was more important than drinking tea.

Seeing that Luo Jiuxing just looked mysterious and had no intention of answering, Ren Xiaoyao did not continue to ask, but instead picked up the tea and began to taste it carefully.

In everyone's opinion, it is estimated that this matter will slowly disappear after the popularity drops, just like a few months ago, until no one cares about it in the end.

However, the result this time was beyond many people's expectations. In the past few days, not only did the matter not disappear, but it became known to everyone.

Not only people in the music industry knew about this, but people in the film and television, cultural, and novel circles knew about it and stopped talking about it. Even the gaming circle, which was beyond their reach, had people starting to discuss it.

At first, everyone just listened to it as gossip, but as the number of people discussing it increased, many people gradually began to believe it.

This is the Internet.

As long as someone guides you, black can be said to be white, and white can also be said to be black.

At this time, the Internet has become extremely lively, and people in various circles are discussing it.

"Luo Jiuxing's reputation as a genius composer is said to have been deliberately created by Xingyu Media. Is this true?"

"Let's put aside the truth and falsehood. Anyway, I have never seen a person write so many works in such a short period of time, and at the same time still have time to participate in programs and film TV series."

"Hahaha, what you said above is so insightful, I've never seen it before."