Chapter 730

After Feng Can looked at it, he felt refreshed.

What's even more exciting is that his three new Weibo posts made people laugh.

The first one is that he reveals his dark history.

The second one is the recording of him and his friends—

"I just said this method works. Look, the popularity is getting higher. Now everyone knows your Lu Yang name, and you have heard those two songs hundreds of thousands of people!"

"I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow, don't be polite to me."

"Hey, why are you polite? Keep adding fire. Fenghuoshan is obviously a soft persimmon, so I'll kill him."

"I just feel wronged and you are scolded. Now the Internet is full of scolding you."

Lu Yang hummed lightly: "Heihong is also popular! I used to work so hard to write songs myself but I didn't become popular, and I didn't become popular when I followed the trend and learned to write others. But I became popular when I was scolded. Hahaha, don't say it, this feels quite fresh, I feel happy when I was scolded for the first time!"

"By the way, give me some more money and I'll buy more people to scold Feng Can."

The first recording ends here.

Then the second recording is -

"A Yang, hurry up and check it out on your Weibo, something big happened!"

"What's wrong with you? You're crazy! You're also posting your past events? You don't have to sacrifice yourself like this!"

"Fuck! This...what is going on! Look, I can't log in here!"

"Ah! I'm logged in! But I can't set permissions! Damn it! Must be interfering on Weibo! Damn it!"

"Stop talking! Our recordings have been posted!"

Feng Can was so happy that his stomach hurt after listening.

The name Lu Yang suddenly became a laughing stock on the entire network.

Feng Can called Fang An and asked him to call the police to deal with the matter. He should not spare such a villain easily.

Besides, the evidence delivered to the door will be wasted if it is not used.

At the same time, Feng Xian took off his glasses.

Her clear face faced the computer, staring at Lu Yang's Weibo, thinking about something.

He only dug out all the dark history of Lu Yang and spread it to the public. As for Weibo permissions and those two recordings, he originally had this idea, but before he could do it, someone had already done it for him.

After staring at the screen for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

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At eight o'clock in the morning, Qianmiao woke up.

She picked up her phone and looked at Weibo. After only a while, the sleepiness in her eyes dissipated.

Last night, she only opened Lu Yang's Weibo comment permission and did not do anything else.

What's going on with this self-destruction of history and recording?

Looking further, Lu Yang was taken away by the police this morning.

His Weibo account has been officially banned, and those two songs were suspected of plagiarism and were removed from the platform.

Anyway, this man shot himself in the foot.

Seeing this result, she felt relieved and quit Weibo.

On WeChat, Wei Wu sent her a new message.

The time changed, and we met at Wutongji from 8 pm to 3 pm.

At half past eight, Qianmiao got up and had breakfast.

As soon as I walked in, I felt that the atmosphere was unusual.

Feng Tuo and Feng Xian Feng Can were not sure what to talk about, but the atmosphere between the two was very serious.

Qiao Shiwan came over and pulled her and whispered: "Your uncle is in a bad mood today. Let's go next door and let them talk to each other."

Qianmiao nodded, turned around and walked out.

"For Achan?"

Qiao Shiwan sighed: "Yes, this child made music without us, and his father was very angry."
Chapter completed!