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It fell silent.
The Weibo post below Qiao Yu's profile is completely silent.
A few minutes later, Qiao Jingjing retweeted this Weibo post.
……
Jiaxing Entertainment, Gym!
Jiang Wan was wearing sportswear and was drenched in sweat.
He was sitting in the rest area drinking an energy drink, with a towel around his neck.
A 30-year-old woman, beautiful and charming, although this age is when a woman's charm is at its peak.
But ultimately, it's only after thirty that you start skateboarding, and once you start, you can't stop.
Your skin will gradually become rough, crow's feet will appear at the corners of your eyes, and your figure will become plump and out of shape, etc.
They are the natural enemies of women over thirty.
They wanted to preserve the girl's skin and figure.
In addition to careful care and dietary control, regular exercise is also necessary.
Of course, mindset is also very important.
Jiang Wan felt that she had been in a good state of mind these past few days.
It felt incredibly refreshing.
Qiao Jingjing is finished; her reputation is completely ruined.
Right now, he's probably at home either furious or sobbing.
Jiang Wan had tried it; it was too bitter.
She's quite jealous.
Not only did Qiao Jingjing steal her spot, but she is also younger, prettier, and has more potential than her.
Moreover, they are all singers.
Everything was orchestrated by her and Huang Yuquan behind the scenes.
As a result, she was almost ruined these past few days.
Thinking back to all the different things that happened last night.
Jiang Wan shivered, touched her buttocks, and muttered under her breath, "You pervert."
She took out her phone to check the time, deciding to take a shower and end her workout for the day.
"Ding!"
A message from Huang Yuquan: "Come to my office. Remember to take a shower."
Huang Yuquan has recently taken a liking to her buttocks.
Jiang Wan's assistant jogged in from outside the gym.
Looking around, he immediately spotted her and rushed over:
"Sister Wan, something terrible has happened!"
Jiang Wan remained calm, looked up at her, and frowned, saying:
"What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic?"
"Qiao Jingjing posted on Weibo."
The assistant was slightly out of breath.
Jiang Wan scoffed, "Let her post it. She won't cause any trouble."
The assistant waved his hands repeatedly: "This time is different, it's different."
Jiang Wan straightened up slightly and opened Weibo on her phone.
Search for Qiao Jingjing.
She didn't follow that little brat on social media.
Qiao Jingjing posted a Weibo post two hours ago.
To be precise, it means forwarding a Weibo post.
In short: My brother! @lie down:
I saw the news online and I'm completely baffled. I was the one who accompanied Qiao Jingjing to the TV station for rehearsal that day; there was no rich kid or Lamborghini involved.
[Please, just because you post a picture of a Lamborghini, I suddenly become a rich kid? Thank you so much, you unscrupulous media outlets.]
If you guys post a picture of the "Central Building," I'll become the richest person in the country in no time.
I know you're just doing this for money. I'm not in the entertainment industry, but I've seen this kind of thing far too many times.
Buying news, hiring online trolls—that's about all the tricks they use. Enough with the chit-chat, let's get to the point.
The accompanying image consists of five digital images of the song's copyright.
And proof of Qiao Yu's online copyright registration.
He blurred the character "宇" in his signature, adding a mosaic over it.
Jiang Wan clicked on the picture and raised an eyebrow.
He sneered, "Go contact the media and say that Qiao Jingjing photoshopped the pictures to cover up the truth."
Netizens don't care about evidence.
It's not a courtroom; rumors can spread like wildfire.
Ten people can turn a rumor into an undeniable fact.
The idea is too simplistic.
The assistant looked rather unwell and stammered:
"Sister Wan, please look at the next one."
Jiang Wan swiped the screen and saw Qiao Jingjing's next Weibo post.
I was startled. Number of comments: 36788; Number of likes: 22363
This data is a bit alarming.
Qiao Jingjing's Weibo post garnered such a large amount of attention within just two hours.
It's still: My younger brother!
Provide a video.
When you open the video, the background is an ordinary living room, simply and neatly furnished.
A man is sitting on a sofa with his face blurred out.
The man in the video said:
"I am Qiao Jingjing's younger brother, and also the author of all her original songs."
"In light of the recent uproar online, I would like to make a statement here."
"I was the one who accompanied Qiao Jingjing to rehearse that day; I'm the man in the photo."
“Some malicious people take photos without my knowledge, spread rumors, and hire online trolls. I know who they are, but I don’t have any evidence, so I won’t name them.”
“I know that words alone are not enough and people won’t believe me. Okay, let’s use facts to speak for themselves.”
Jiang Wan sneered. Sending a picture isn't enough, how about a video instead?
So what if it's a video?
You say you're Qiao Jingjing's younger brother, so you are?
.......
106 A Piano Piece's Unexpected Turn of Events; The Music Association's Invitation
Jiang Wan knew very well that whoever held the power of speech was the winner.
But just then, the camera zoomed in.
The man in the video taps on two phones, and a virtual piano pops up on the phone screens.
What does he want to do?
Playing the piano? Playing the piano with this?
Seemingly confirming Jiang Wan's conjecture, the man in the video paused slightly.
Gently place your hands on the virtual piano keys of the two phones.
The next moment, flowing musical notes began to play.
"The Goddess of Light"?
Jiang Wan was taken aback.
She had certainly heard this piece before.
In her time, the school would broadcast this piano piece over the loudspeaker every lunchtime.
They played it pretty well.
The two phones were able to play the same original soundtrack.
Jiang Wan suddenly felt a pang of nostalgia for her high school days.
She had met Qiao Jingjing's younger brother.
I heard he was the author of those original songs.
Jiang Wan didn't believe it at first.
He's young, quite handsome, and looks like he hasn't graduated from university.