C615 Need Me to Do It What?
C615 Need Me to Do It What?
At the same time, he also ordered the Public Relations Department to find a water army to guide the public opinion.
He hoped that the players could boycott the Shangcheng, and even let the Shangcheng get off the rack!
This was the result he was most willing to see!
That afternoon, the relevant forums and the internet once again caused a commotion. The fire was concentrated on Qiao An and the Shangcheng Game.
A blogger claimed to be an international student from Country M. [Our school's graduation song was made by Darcy, and she even received an award at that time. I took a picture of Darcy and showed it to everyone. The pixels might not be clear, but there was one thing that was certain. A man! People from Country M!
So Qiao An is not Darcy at all! This wave of heat caused me to seriously suspect that the person who said Qiao An was Darcy was Qiao An Gu's spammer!]
[Darcy's arrangement has been sorted out. If you want to hear it, go to a certain dog and search for Darcy and you can hear it ~]
[I have already heard it. God! Kneel in worship!]
[So, regarding this matter, is there anyone who can contact Darcy and ask him to spread a rumor and slap Qiao An in the face?] ]
[I began to suspect that Dingcheng Technology's statement was false. After all, there is nothing in this society that money cannot solve. "
[The Dingcheng has gone all out in order to wash their money, but don't cheat Darcy. Give me back my divine piece!]
Everyone, quickly go and take a look. The Dingcheng post has issued a contract, but it wasn't signed with Darcy. It was signed with a workshop in Country M. ]
[Science, Darcy belongs to this studio! Therefore, Darcy is definitely from Country M! Qiao An, get out of the piano industry, scum!]
[I've already found the workshop's email and sent it over. I hope the studio will give Darcy justice. 】
[The email is here. Everyone, quickly go and write the email!] The more studios you write, the more attention you pay to it. The more likely it is to expose your plagiarism!
Along with Qiao An and Darcy's various arguments, very quickly, there were people who brought up a rhythm to denounce Dingcheng Technology and Shangcheng Game.
Dingcheng Technology, get out of the game world!
[Shangcheng Game, please get off the shelf! Copy Dog!]
[Upstairs, the Shangcheng is not plagiarized. This matter feels rather complicated, so it's better not to stand on the same side.] ]
[Holy Mother b * tch, don't compare. This matter has clearly made the Dingcheng feel guilty! The Moo's was only tricked for no reason. Who did they provoke? ]
Please apologize to the Dingcheng. It's true that competition is understandable, but it's unfair to use such a despicable method to attack the competitors!
... "
Qiao An only skimmed through the comments and could see that there was someone deliberately guiding her, and it was very targeted at her.
However, seeing that the matter was not good for the Dingcheng Technology and the Shangcheng Game, Qiao An was a little unhappy.
It was fine if he bullied her, but why did he bring along the Shangcheng Game that so many people worked so hard to obtain? One must know that this game was still quite important to her.
After all, she had put in so much effort.
How many nights had she spent together with Yem Qiaoyu to finish those original paintings?
Especially since Huo Chengzhou was so nitpicky.
Qiao An thought this way and took a look at the time, preparing to call Sophia. Coincidentally, her number had not been dialled yet, but she received a call from Sophia first.
When the call connected, it was Sophia's exceptionally surprised voice. "Qiao, why did the workshop receive so many emails rejecting you, and even asked me to give Darcy justice? Aren't you Darcy?"
"The matter is a little complicated. Anyway, no one knows that I am Darcy."
"The contract was indeed signed with the studio... Wait a moment, the teacher has sent me a message. I will take a look."
Sophia clicked on the link and took a look. She frowned and said, "Qiao, wait for me. I will sort out the reason for this matter."
"No, I want to..."
Before Qiao An could finish, Sophia hung up the phone. After about ten minutes, she replied, "Qiao, I already know about this. What do you need me to do?"