575 The baby was angry and cried again (2nd watch)
Song Muchen was so angry that he was about to jump out of bed, and rushed to the stone tool company to complain.
He sent a private message to the window, and his sending button was gray, just like the dog god said, his account was blocked!
Soon his phone rang, and a text message popped in.
"Hello, because the IP address of your Shuimu Affection account is abnormal, I suspect that you have been stolen. In order to prevent the assets in your account from being misappropriated, the stone tool platform temporarily locks the right to use your account. Please contact Shiqi customer service as soon as possible to retrieve the account, bind your real ID card, and modify the complex password under the guidance of customer service, thank you for your cooperation!"
Song Muchen gasped, the stone tool technique was moving too fast.
He had investigated this company earlier, and people who played with technology were interested in this kind of platform operation, and he also found that the predecessor of Stone Tools was a fairly basic technology platform company. This kind of company is more reliable for the confidentiality of customer information, the construction of firewalls, etc., so he will recharge it with confidence later, and he is not really stupid and has a lot of money.
However, no matter how powerful the technology is, this text message is nonsense.
He logged in to his account in the hospital, and the IP address was at most inconsistent with the previous login. Normally, at most, the platform will remind him that his account is logged in at a different address, so that he can judge by himself whether there is any abnormality and whether the account has been stolen.
Now directly banning the account is a countermeasure that the platform will not take at all.
This is definitely what the dog god made up!
Song Muchen stared at the stone tool page where all functions were grayed, and slowly realized that the guy who had been dying for money had a background far more than he imagined.
was able to seal him so quickly with a single sentence, just like the technical director's own son.
it!
Song Muchen is even more angry, since everyone has a background, it is even better, lest he bully the little people in the future, so let's see whose backstage is harder!
This guy is simply relying on relationships and messing around with things.
Song Muchen immediately called the stone tool customer service and submitted a complaint letter in the background, saying that the number was not stolen.
But even so, the stone tool platform was also very cautious, just recovering the account made Song Muchen work for more than two hours, and then under the special request of the customer service, he set a super complex password.
Upper and lower case, special symbols, numbers, more than 12 digits......
Song Muchen was so sick that he felt like he was about to be driven crazy.
The moment he found the account, he immediately sent another private message to the duck anchor account.
"I'm back again!!"
He used three exclamation points to vent his frustration.
If he hadn't tried to test the other party just now, he wouldn't have fallen to the point of being banned.
Whether he should kill the other party or blame himself for being cheap, Song Muchen didn't want to think about this problem, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was also wrong, embarrassed!
"Haha, Mizuki mortal, have you found your account? Are you grateful to this god, and you can't kneel down to worship? Now you know, the light of this god will always be with you, and the holy light will always be with you. You don't need to express your gratitude and admiration to the gods, the gods are still a little busy with mundane affairs, so kneel down. ”
“!”
Song Muchen knocked this exclamation mark, and he couldn't even press that button anymore.
Why does this guy blow him up every time, but give him nowhere to vent?
"Wait!"
"Oh, mortal, what else do you want?"
Song Muchen endured and endured, and finally gritted his teeth and typed out a few words, "Duck, when will you come back?"
If there is, you can't tell anyone else, who knows if the person on the other side will tell the news and cause harm to the duck and his third brother.
"Oh, Mizuki mortal, you really have a vision, and you can't forget my big duck god. ”
“……”
"The second season of "The Masked Singer" officially aired tonight, mortals, you can look up to her divine light on TV, go ahead. ”
“……”
Song Muchen directly snapped the screen shut, and threw the notebook onto the sofa next to him.
He was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, and his broken ribs were aching again.
Lying on the hospital bed, he tossed and turned and found that he couldn't sleep, his self-proclaimed high IQ was almost cornered by the other party, which almost made his blood roar.
Third Brother Xue was in the ward where he was separated by a few rooms, his right ankle bone was cracked, and he was also a wounded patient who couldn't move casually.
Song Muchen thought that he had walked so far on his back that day, and his heart was like having hundreds of stitches.
No matter what, he must help the third brother get back together with the duck!
……
In the evening, Song Muchen, who had been thinking about countermeasures for an afternoon, felt that his head was too big.
He even wanted to go directly to the third brother to ask for a duck's phone, he could contact her directly to explain clearly, but he was afraid of irritating the third brother who had just been rejected by others.
He also watched the rejected video on the Internet, and the duck's attitude was really resolute. Not to mention the third brother, Song Muchen himself felt sad as a man, especially because he knew that in fact, the third brother of his family had never changed his mind, and the ring should have been prepared a long time ago.
Song Muchen was worried left and right, but he didn't come up with the most perfect countermeasure.
While he was struggling, the door of his hospital room was pushed open.
"Have you slept?" Xue Jingtian sat in a wheelchair, and his handsome face couldn't see the fireworks.
Song Muchen was stunned, "Third brother, why don't you have a good rest?"
broke his foot, and went to the masked stage to play a marriage proposal, and was told by the doctor to stay in bed for the past few days.
"There's nothing to do while lying down, nothing other than not being able to walk. On the contrary, we usually have very little time, and we can talk together, so I will come and see you. ”
Song Muchen immediately sat up from the bed.
Xue Jingtian is six years older than him, and when he was a child, he almost lived in the shadow of how good other people's children were.
No matter what time it is, his mother will use the child Sedum to motivate him.
Of course, since the other party was eighteen years old and willfully wanted to be an actor to enter the entertainment industry, he had stopped for a while. But the good times didn't last long, and after the other party got the actor, he became a good boy who was perfect in everything, and once again became a 'role model' that he was tired of.
Her mother is probably more likely to mention the word sedum than to call him by name.
Song Muchen's rebellious indulgence in the online world also has a certain relationship with the shadow given to him by this great god.
Now when he heard the invitation to chat, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Third brother, if you have time to chat with me, why don't you go and talk to your sister-in-law and let her know the truth of the matter. Song Muchen really felt that the emperor was not in a hurry, and the eunuch was in a hurry, "If it's like this, are you still in the mood to chat with me?"
Xue Jingtian originally smiled lightly, but immediately felt a little bitter, "Then she must be willing to listen." ”
"Huh?"
"She's an opinionated, smart girl. There are some things that she has to figure out for herself, and it is useless for me to explain more. Let's not talk about that, you have a TV in your room, and you can watch "The Masked" together?"
"Huh?"