Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 35 The whole army attacks!

A student dormitory at a university in Jinling.

The small ceiling fan was shaking its head on the ceiling, making a creaking sound, but it was sending out gusts of hot air.

Li Tong was sweating profusely as he typed on the keyboard. There were more than a dozen chat windows stacked on the computer desktop.

There are private chats with friends, and there are also several large groups with 200 people.

"Forget it, Sister Tongtong. The enemy is an organized navy. We, the scattered soldiers, cannot defeat them."

"Yeah, they must be using code to reply in batches, and our manual replies simply can't keep up."

"Group leader, we really tried our best. I've been playing against the opponent for three hours and my keyboard is almost broken."

"Group leader, I'm leaving first. I still have to go to work."

"Go to work +1..."

"Fuck!" Li Tong slammed the table heavily, cursing non-stop, "Why didn't you tell me you were going to work when you received the red envelope just now?!"

Switching back to Weibo and taking a look at the real-time situation, she also felt a little desperate.

It's no wonder that everyone fled in the face of danger. We just couldn't win...

As a die-hard fan and big fan of Xu Lingyue, she certainly would not stand idly by when she saw her idol charging into battle.

I didn't even have time to take a summer job to earn tuition fees. I took a sick leave, rolled up my sleeves, and started working hard.
As a result, after fighting for half a day, the situation not only did not improve, but even became worse.

The scale of the water army is already terrifying, and with the addition of a group of fans of the singers who have joined the group, the momentum is astonishing after they joined together.

Their small amount of replies was like a drop in the ocean, and was completely drowned out in minutes.

"Is there really no way out?" Li Tong stared blankly at the computer screen, a feeling of powerless despair quietly sprouting from the bottom of her heart.

"Can a savior come?"

After talking to herself for a while, she even laughed.

Where is the savior?
Just accept your fate, this is it, you can’t beat capital.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Li Tong held his forehead and fell into a state of powerlessness.

A few minutes later, a chat box suddenly lit up.

"Sister Tongtong, look at Weibo!"

This is followed by a second chat box.

"Group leader, it seems that friendly forces are coming!"

The third.

"Big sister, are you still there?"

the fourth.

"Group leader, do you want to support our friendly forces?"

The beeping sound of message reminders directly turned into a buzzing sound.

Li Tong suddenly came back to her senses and quickly opened Weibo.

When I read Xu Lingyue’s latest updates, I saw some “slippery fish” on the homepage of the comment section.

"Support Anko!"

"Come on, Anko!"

"The Feng Family Army reports in!"

"Hold on, Anko!"

"..."

Seeing these fish that slipped through the net, Li Tong's tears instantly burst out.

Only hardcore fans know that Xu Lingyue has a nickname called "Hongdou", which she got because she grabbed a handful of red beans during the "Zhuazhou" ceremony.

Friendly forces, real friendly forces!

Although there are only a few of them, the fact that they can appear on the homepage means that the number of friendly forces has exceeded the upper limit of what the water army can suppress!
The strictly guarded control of comments has been torn open!

Wiping away her tears, Li Tong cheered herself up and sat up with high morale.

"How many brothers and sisters are there online? Come out!"

"All troops attack, support friendly forces!"

After the two forces merged, more and more "fish slipped through the net", and the blockade net obviously became a bit struggling.

Soon someone noticed this force of "unknown origin" and traced its source. Within a few minutes they figured out their origins.

A few minutes later, Yang Yan's most famous super fan "Bai Hua Zheng Yan" posted a Weibo post: What are you doing here, a bunch of poor people who read online novels?
The screenshot of Weibo was sent back to XX Chinese website, and it exploded instantly.

The book review section of "Nirvana in Fire" is going to be blown up first.

"Fuck him, how can I tolerate this?!"

"Fuck, this bunch of fans are so arrogant, where does their sense of superiority come from?"

"The money I spend on reading books in a year is enough for them to take a shower and lie in bed!"

"Damn it, my blood pressure is rising!"

In the alliance leader group, the “rotten fish and shrimp” people were ruthless and didn’t say much: “Give me an hour to let them understand what the anger of a ‘poor loser’ is.”

The book review sections and fan groups of other works were also buzzing with excitement.

"Fuck, this is too arrogant, just firing a map cannon?"

"Who gave them the illusion that people who read online novels are poor?"

"You're scolding us too. Should we support the Wind God?"

"It's a must! Everyone who has a fan group, please show up. We have to get our ground back!"

"I can tolerate this, but I can't! I can't get back at this. I won't be able to say that I read online novels anymore!" "Fuck him!"

"..."

Similar scenes appeared in major book review sections and reader groups.

Even the book club of "The Supreme Sword Master of All Realms" is mobilizing people.

"Brothers, even though Feng Lai doesn't get along with us, that's our own private conflict behind closed doors!"

"But now outsiders are humiliating our entire online literature community. This is an external humiliation!"

"Brothers fight within the walls, but we must defend ourselves from external insults! We must help this place!"

"It's not for the sake of helping Feng Lai, it's for our own face!"

"Be a man, come out!"

"kill!"

Half an hour later, the comment section of Xu Lingyue's Weibo changed completely.

"Come on Yueyue!"

"Hongdou, hold on, the book friends are here to support us!"

"Book friends of "The Great Han Sima" have come to report, Hongdou will support you!"

"Book friends of "Three Kingdoms Idle Man" are here to report, Hongdou will support you!"

"Book friends of "School Beauty's Divine Bodyguard" are here to report, Hongdou will hold on!"

"Book friends of "30,000 Years in the Starry Sky" are here to report, Hongdou will support you!"

"The Niu family army is here to help, come on Hongdou!"

"..."

On the other side, Yang Yan and the big fan Weibo were directly blasted.

The comment section of the dynamic post was completely controlled, and the screen was full of various dirty words.

With the way of the people, also treat the body of the people!

Yang Yan was not so stubborn. As soon as she realized something was wrong, she immediately closed the comment section.

But this did not solve the problem. Her community was immediately blasted into ashes. Several support groups struggled to save her while complaining. They were so busy that they vomited blood, but it was of no use at all...

despair.

In Yang Yan's studio, her agent Su Yun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"How is it? Have you found out who is behind this?"

"Sister Yun, they said the data flow came from northern Myanmar, and the firepower was very strong and could not be suppressed..."

Su Yun almost bit her teeth off. "Damn it, doesn't Xu Lingyue never buy water army?!"

In a sea view villa in Ningbo City, a young man in pajamas was admiring the results of his krypton gold with satisfaction.

"How dare you call me poor? I've never died before!"

Cutting out the "Nirvana in Fire" fan group, he once again sounded the charge.

"Brothers, every wrong has its perpetrator, let's all turn to that Xie Qiufeng's Weibo and give our little Hongdou some revenge!"

In the student dormitory, Li Tong had already stood up excitedly, her face flushed with excitement.

In less than an hour, not only did they turn the tide from despair, but they also gained an overwhelming advantage, forcing Yang Yan to turn off the comments on Weibo, and scaring her fan leader into deleting her Weibo updates.

Quiet!

Comfortable!

And now, she has understood who the source of this friendly force is.

Cutting out the fan group, she began to issue orders.

"Brothers and sisters, we were able to make a comeback today thanks to that great online writer. We should return the favor and show some appreciation!"

Someone in the group responded immediately.

"It's a must. Without his help, Yueyue would definitely be in trouble this time!"

"In that case, let's go together. Those who have money can subscribe and reward. Those who don't have money can vote for free and leave a comment."

"Okay, okay, let's go!"

"GO!"

Several major fan leaders worked together, and the call quickly spread to other groups, and then to Weibo and other fan communities. A huge army of fans began to pour into XX Chinese website.

…………

XX Chinese website, ninth editorial office.

At a small internal meeting, Editor-in-Chief Yan Lei was talking.

"The key point of future work is to sign more exciting articles, and not to sign IP articles on a large scale just because there is a trend. After all, freaks like him are a minority and cannot be regarded as a common phenomenon."

"Besides, everyone's performance bonus is calculated based on the subscription volume of their work, so we can't be too picky about our own income, right?"

"Even if he's as strong as Feng Lai, his average subscription for Nirvana in Fire is only around 1.3 now, which is far less than before. Even my performance bonus will be greatly reduced..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a hand raised below.

"Little rabbit?" Yan Lei frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Um... Boss." Little Rabbit said weakly with a red face, "In the past half hour, the number of subscriptions for Nirvana in Fire has increased abnormally. Now the average subscription is... almost 40,000."

Yan Lei was stunned for about ten seconds.

"Do...Do Shao?"

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