A woman in a dress and twelve-centimeter high heels walked into Changxing Entertainment Company aggressively, slamming her brand-name bag on the table.
"I want you to give me a reasonable explanation!"
"What's going on with that article!"
Wang Miaoxue looked at everyone with an imposing manner.
The marketing manager was so frightened that he sweated profusely and said hurriedly: "Ms. Miaoxue, this is so evil. It was not done by people from our company."
"If it's not you, then who is it? Your department is in charge of marketing accounts." Wang Miaoxue sneered: "Within an hour, if you don't delete that article and deal with it, you will wait for me to tell you
Aunt Ruofang!"
Wang Ruofang is her biological aunt.
Everyone was complaining, and they also knew that Wang Miaoxue relied on her aunt to dominate the company.
The marketing manager looked helpless, "It's weird that this article was posted, and what's even weirder is that it can't be deleted."
When Wang Miaoxue heard this, her face with exquisite makeup suddenly turned livid.
"The Legend of Qing Ge is currently being filmed. If you cause such a thing, it will totally discredit me!"
"I don't care, just deal with it quickly."
The marketing manager wiped his sweat and said, "Miss Miaoxue, this matter may be related to a person."
"who?"
"The author of the world, Niu Yao."
Wang Miaoxue's face was gloomy and she gritted her teeth angrily: "What does she want to do again? Didn't I already say it before? I just borrowed a little bit of her plot. Is it necessary to hold on to me like this?"
"Plagiarism? I didn't plagiarize!"
"She didn't create the text. If we really talk about plagiarism, everyone just copied the dictionary, right?"
The marketing manager nodded in agreement, "That's right. This Niu Yao looks like a dog-skin plaster. At first glance, she wants to extort money from you, Miss Miaoxue."
"Seeing the filming of The Legend of Qing Ge begin, Niu Yao must be jealous of you."
Wang Miaoxue said coldly: "I just want to ask you, what are you going to do about this matter?"
The marketing manager said truthfully: "That article cannot be deleted. We can only publish news about other artists. Suppress that article. I will contact you again and ask the platform to remove the plagiarism-related hot searches. Anyway, netizens have the memory of fish."
, I forgot about it within two days.”
"That's not okay. Plagiarism is a big stain for me!"
Wang Miaoxue looked proud: "I am from the Wang family, how can I have a stain on my body? You must clear my name in this matter, otherwise you will never be able to take the position of marketing manager."
Today at the morning tea party, she showed off to her little sisters that the filming of Qingge Chuan was about to begin.
Little sisters, don't mention how envious and jealous she is.
If the plagiarism incident is revealed now, how will she still be able to hang out in the celebrity circle in the future?
The marketing manager and everyone held an emergency meeting to discuss, and when Wang Miaoxue was getting impatient with waiting, they finally came up with a solution.
"Miss Miaoxue, I've kept you waiting for a long time."
"We came up with a great idea."
"As long as it is proven that the original version of your work, Qing Ge Chuan, appeared earlier than anyone else in the world, the rumors of plagiarism will naturally be self-defeating."
Wang Miaoxue's eyes lit up, "This is a good idea. Not only can it cleanse me of plagiarism, but it can also throw dirty water on Niu Yao. Okay, okay."
"But how?"
"Don't worry, Miss Miaoxue, I will create a screenshot of your email address that submitted earlier than the rest of the world as proof."
Now Wang Miaoxue happily picked up her bag and left.
A clarification article about Qing Ge was published on the entire Internet ten minutes later.
Seeing the statement released by Changxing Entertainment, everyone was shocked.
"Good guy! It turns out that the world is the real plagiarist!"
"We wrongly blamed Qingge Chuan. Let me tell you, how could a script that was favored by a big company and a big director be bad!"
"Niu Yao is so shameless. He plagiarized the biography of Qing Ge and dared to slap him down. It's disgusting!"
Changxing’s navy forces set the pace in all major comment sections.
People who didn't know the truth began to believe that Wang Miaoxue was innocent and Niu Yao was the real plagiarist.
Of course, there are also people who question Changxing.
“Just a screenshot of the submission can’t explain much, right?”
"It's true, these days, even breasts are fake, let alone a fake screenshot of a submission."
"Is there any evidence of more beating?"
Soon, a person who claimed to be an editor came forward to defend Wang Miaoxue under the real-name system. He posted this meager message.
——Plagiarism is nonsense. Ms. Wang is excellent in appearance, literary talent, and character. Before publishing, I did receive submissions from Ms. Wang. Judging from the time, Qingge
The birth of the legend is indeed earlier than a certain novel.
——I guarantee with my personality that Ms. Wang is definitely not the person who plagiarized.
As soon as this editor came out, public opinion exploded.
Niu Yao went from victim to plagiarist.
The overwhelming Internet violence swarmed towards her.
Wang Miaoxue was sitting in the Ferrari, looking at the reversal of news on the Internet, smiling proudly, "Niu Yao, you are a little author with no money and no power, fight with me, be smarter! Let's go, have a drink and celebrate~"
This way.
Niu Yao is happily packing up her belongings and preparing to move to the city.
The sudden call from her mother made her completely confused.
"Yao Yao, didn't I tell you a long time ago not to fight with them? Why didn't you listen? It's fine now. Your dad was so angry that he passed out and is still in the emergency room..."
Only then did Niu Yao know what happened online.
A bad premonition burst out from her heart.
She opened her personal homepage tremblingly.
The overwhelming curses and curses swept over me like snowflakes.
Her old mobile phone couldn't handle so many private messages of abuse, and it became stuck.
The screen is stuck on a vicious curse.
"Bitch Niu Yao, you plagiarized and falsely accused others. A scum like you is a waste of air, why don't you die?"
"If you dare to plagiarize so wildly, your mother will be blown away. I will give you an urn without any thanks!"
"I wish your whole family will have a car accident tomorrow!"
"..."
Niu Yao stared blankly at these vicious curses.
An indescribable grievance, hatred, and helplessness filled my heart.
"Why...why the wrong person is obviously not me..."
"Why do you all come to scold me?"
"Can this world still be okay? Can we still see light?"
She is obviously the one with the clearest conscience, but now, she has become the target of public criticism.
It seemed like people all over the world were clamoring for her to die.
Niu Yao couldn't figure it out, and even more doubted her miserable and miserable life.
Is it true that no matter how hard she tries, she can't get the justice and innocence she deserves?
at this time.
The phone returns to normal.
Niu Yao saw a pop-up window showing the latest news about her.
That's Wang Miaoxue Aite's Weibo: I have never plagiarized, not before, not now, and never in the future. If you plagiarize me, I won't blame you, which means that my work is worthy of recognition in your opinion.