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"Manager Lin, this anchor has been reported by many people. Should we close his live broadcast room?"

In Lin Feng's office, a staff member hurried over to report the work.

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Looking at the other party's frightened face, Lin Feng asked curiously, "What's wrong? Basically, each live broadcast room is held dozens or hundreds of times on average every day. Unless it is pornographic, don't bother with it."

Douyu is a big company with a live broadcast platform that is well-known throughout the country.

Although some other live broadcast platforms have come later, now when people in China talk about live broadcast platforms, the first thing that comes to mind is Douyu.

This is the current strength of Douyu's live broadcast platform, and Douyu is the saying that a tall tree attracts the wind.

Other live broadcast platforms wish that Douyu would go bankrupt the next moment, so some despicable means naturally increased, such as reporting...bribing other female anchors to expose themselves on Douyu's live broadcast...even doing that live broadcast.

For a while, the reputation of Douyu platform was very bad and infamous.

Douyu, which had become alert, was very strict at the time. It was not until the major live broadcast platforms were on par with each other and Douyu's control became stricter that it stabilized.

However, there are reports every day, but this is normal, anyway, there are all kinds of viewers now.

Of course, those female anchors must be paid special attention to, for fear that another pornographic content will be involved, which will be another blow to Douyu's reputation.

"Manager Lin, there are a lot of reports!" The staff said hesitantly, and seeing Lin Feng's curiosity, he said, "There are hundreds of thousands of people!"

Puff! ——

"What? Hundreds of thousands of people?" Lin Feng screamed.

It is well known that Douyu's live broadcast popularity is watered, and those live broadcasts with millions of popularity are actually only hundreds of thousands... Now hundreds of thousands of people report a live broadcast room, what the hell is this?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng looked at the staff sternly and said, "Then why are you reporting to me? Hurry up and close the live broadcast room first!" After saying that, he reacted, "Is it a water army?"

"No, a small part of them are permanent accounts, and most of them are newly registered accounts."

"It seems that it should be a water army... But just in case, let's close the live broadcast room first."

"But... that person is your nephew!"

Lin Feng was stunned, and then asked, "Matcha?"

The staff nodded helplessly. If it was a normal report of hundreds of thousands, whether it was a water army or not, he would definitely close the live broadcast room first.

But the Matcha anchor of the mobile game channel is the nephew of the supervisor in front of him, so he must report it first.

"Wait a minute..." Lin Feng picked up the phone with a serious face and then made a call.

"Hello, uncle?"

"Ren Hao, have you offended anyone recently?"

"No... By the way, uncle, I was just about to tell you that someone maliciously hired a group of Internet users to smear my live broadcast room. Do you care about this matter?"

"That's what I want to talk about. Think about whether you have offended anyone recently?"

Listening to Lin Feng's solemn tone, Matcha said disdainfully, "There is one, that is the background picture of my live broadcast room. Some people say that I stole the picture, but I bought it. The copyright is in my hands. How could I steal the picture? This is unfounded!"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am sure. I bought it myself and the copyright is all mine!"

"Okay, you continue to live broadcast, and don't worry about other things." Lin Feng's mood eased after hearing this, and then he looked at the staff and said, "Okay, don't worry about this matter!"

"Okay, Manager Lin."

When the staff went out, Lin Feng logged into his Douyu account and used the identity of a super administrator to set a speech restriction for Matcha's live broadcast room.

In a moment, the barrage of comments was dense, and in the blink of an eye, there were only a few.

According to Lin Feng's idea, it would be fine in a day or two. After doing all this, he sent a message to Matcha, and Lin Feng didn't care about it.

His nephew is also a popular anchor with millions of fans, so it is certain that he offended people unintentionally.

When the speech was restricted, Su Xianer's fans immediately found out and discussed it in the group...

It's just that the speech was restricted, and they had no choice. After all, not only they couldn't speak, but even Matcha's fans couldn't speak.

"What should we do?"

"No hurry, this idiot anchor has millions of fans after all, and he can probably talk to Douyu's super administrator, so let's wait and see... By the way, how is the situation on Tieba?"

"The post was deleted! Someone in our group said that Matcha is the official agent of "Wonderland Heroes", so he doesn't care about us at all... It was deleted less than a minute after I posted it just now. As I said, let's explode it! Some cyber violence, you have to use force to deal with such people!"

"Slow down first..."

"Fuck! Look at that guy's live broadcast room!!"

When this message appeared, everyone clicked into Matcha's live broadcast room with curiosity.

When they saw it, a chest tightness and anger burst out directly.

Originally, Matcha used Su Jiuge's picture as the screen background, and wrote a few auspicious words next to it, and the whole screen background was very festive.

However, now Matcha used PS software to photoshop a picture of yellow shit on Su Jiuge's head...

Although it is also a cartoon picture and does not look disgusting, this kind of insult is unbearable even for ordinary people, let alone Su Xianer's fans.

Everyone who saw this scene was furious.

"Fuck him!"

"This stupid beast!!"

"It's really awesome. It's an insult to all the original creators!"

Fans went crazy when they saw this scene.

Countless people in the group were furious, and it was obvious that Matcha's practice had touched their bottom line.

Since the barrage was restricted, Matcha didn't know how Su Xianer's fans were feeling, but he could imagine the angry faces of these people, and couldn't help but dismissively said, "Everyone who draws, just draw well." Paintings, you still copy others' hype, and falsely accuse me of stealing pictures. I can use the pictures I buy however I want...the copyright belongs to me. Even if you sue me, I will win. It's not that I look down on you! , I only bought this picture for 20 yuan, I wouldn’t buy it for more... That painting is probably only worth a few yuan!”

Hearing this, all Su Xianer's fans' faces turned red and their whole bodies exploded.

"What the hell... Who just suggested blowing up the bar? In the evening, they organized a wave to blow up the "Wonderland" post bar, and Douyu... This shameful live broadcast platform is still covering up for this kind of thing, since the other party wants to cover up , we also exploded in other live broadcast rooms, shit! I don’t believe we can’t crowd out one live broadcast room with millions of fans!”

"By the way, there is also Weibo. Since this bad guy wants to be popular, we will make it popular. Let's go to other mobile game forums and Weibo to publicize this matter. We must make it popular and see who is making the hype. !”

“How did this guy’s IQ lead him to become a million-popular anchor?!”

"Hey, is this a giant baby? Isn't this a giant baby? Your brain is not yet enlightened?"

Originally, the fans just wanted to bring Su Xian'er back, and as long as Matcha removed the picture and apologized, it would be over. However, Matcha relied on her uncle's protection and was desperate to save face to return the photos.

Clay figurines have three points of fire, not to mention that this is when the idol is approaching the New Year, and he draws a festive picture to share with his fans, but Matcha does this kind of thing.

In an instant, the two parties started to fight to the death.

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