Seven 05 a.m.

With the sentence "kittens blocking the way", the barrage window exploded.

"Kitten in the way, what snakeskin?"

"Anchor, have you eaten?"

"Bad Pen Anchor"

"I heard that there is an anchor who tosses the audience's moral turpitude, let's see if it is"

"Garbage anchor, if you're late, you still have this uncle's attitude, are you brain-dead?"

"It's just an ugly little cub who hasn't grown any hair, and he can really scream, go back to feeding, the anchor circle is not where you should be"

More than 20,000 spectators were barrage falling like snow, with vicious words and personal attacks crackling down the computer screen.

Of course, in addition to the angry rants and pure personal attacks, there were also some viewers who were laughing.

"Damn, the kitten is getting in the way"

"My God, I actually said it, and I was so calm, cow!"

"Mom, don't you want to be so funny, this explanation, I just drank a sip of milk and squirted out, and the keyboard was soaked"

"Hahahaha, this kung fu of pretending to be confused is worthy of being my little white, I laughed directly"

"Anyway, is the position of the camera in the first five minutes deliberate?"

"The deliberate cliff is deliberate.,The position of the camera and the shadow just now.,There's just the right microphone to pick up the sound.,There's also a praising partner to cooperate.,Tsk,Be serious about dying.,It's not good to pose too deliberately."

The young man in the camera, facing the barrage of splitting his head and covering his face, looked very indifferent.

He explained in a sincere but smiling tone, quietly looking at the screen, smiling and silent.

As if the target of those personal attacks was not him.

didn't agree, didn't refute, didn't respond, didn't interrupt, didn't start the day's reading, just sat in front of the camera and was so deadlocked.

Facing Su Bai, who was as quiet as a chicken, the sailors on the other side of the computer couldn't calm down, and someone in the Yu family's command group soon came to ask.

"Brother Feng, what's going on?"

"Why didn't this Xiaobai speak, was he scolded stupidly by us?"

"Is this a battle victory? Do you want us to retreat with slogans?"

"Anyway, will this Xiaobai be a recording and broadcasting, and he is still smiling so happily after making a fuss like this, can't he see it at all?"

Commander-in-chief Yu Feng was also puzzled.

He has been following Brother Yu for a long time, and on the surface he is one of Brother Yu's most heartfelt fans, but in fact, he was poached by Brother Yu into the anchor team and is responsible for bringing rhythm to the water army boss.

Brother Yu must have Yu Feng's figure in the fight, and with his public opinion to guide and escort him, the more Brother Yu scolds, the more popular he becomes, the more he tears up, and the more he grows from a small to a big one. To this day, Yu Feng has experienced large and small online battles, and he is not the stunned little water army he used to be.

But this is the first time Yu Feng has seen such a situation.

What is this anchor named Xiaobai doing?

Onlookers, hang up, watch the excitement?

This quiet as a chicken still smiling, what kind of trouble is it going to make?

Yu Feng frowned.

As a drip army, taking advantage of words is secondary, and the effect I hope to achieve is actually to destroy the anchor mentally.

What I want is not that a broadcast cannot be carried out, but that the anchor is angry and angry, gritting his teeth and crying bitterly, and squirting back fiercely regardless of his manners. After that, every time it is broadcast, there is no need for a large number of water armies, as long as a few black fans who are not even water armies have a rhythm, the anchor will lose his temper again.

Today's screen swiping is already very efficient, and the malicious personal attacks that come to his face make him, the initiator, feel frightened when he looks at it.

But the effect –

This Xiaobai looked at the screen, his eyes were gentle, his cheeks were smiling, he looked calm, and he smiled without a little reluctance.

This, this doesn't seem to be working.

"No, we can't withdraw yet. ”

Yu Feng typed in the group: "This little white doesn't read it, but it hasn't been broadcast yet, and he is still occupying Brother Yu's recommended position to brush his face." Brothers, work hard to get rid of this little kid. ”

"At that time, we will pull out our slogan, this is the momentum, that is the victory. ”

"Okay, come again", "Just listen to Brother Feng", "Everyone is working hard", "No problem, it's a matter of minutes"......

The Yujia chat group responded one after another, and each went to type on the keyboard.

Yu Feng, the leader, himself pulled out another chat group with only eight people and knocked out the next line to speak.

Yu Feng: Change the keywords, from 'bad pen anchor' and 'brain-dead anchor' to 'get out of gear', 'get out of Didi', 'get out of the anchor circle' and the like, and now the goal is to get this little white off the air.

The group was very quiet, and no one spoke.

With his long instructions, there was only a neat string of "1s" that responded to him, no more, no less, exactly seven other than him.

Well, the little brothers are all online, and they have instructed themselves, and sure enough, no one deserted.

Yu Feng nodded in satisfaction.

He knew in his heart that the ordinary fans of the Yu Family Legion were just a group of headless flies, and these technical parties with multiple account openers and screen swipers were the main force in this battle.

……

Ten past seven.

The screen swiping continued, and the barrage flew away, covering the anchor in the middle of the screen with a thick layer of three or four layers.

"Get out", "Get out of gear", "Garbage anchor get out", "Get off Didi"......

Under the leadership of several professional sailors and hundreds of trumpets, the fans of the Yu family brushed out a neat and uniform slogan, which was short and concise.

In the face of such condemnation, the teenager on the screen is still smiling. He took a sip of the water cup and put it down, touched the microphone, doubled the headphone cable, and made some dispensable small movements.

The calm appearance is not the old monk's habitual indifference, not the numbness of being hit, but the calm and joy in the daily life of life. It's like watching a favorite movie, and it's like watching my parents show their affection, enjoy it, and even bring a little satisfaction.

In the face of a group of trolls, there is such a reaction -

This goods?

Sick, right?!

The audience who came to spray was puzzled.

But not only did the anchor not collapse, but there were also some discordant voices in the barrage.

"Hey, what's that?"

"My mom, are the current Didi viewers so fierce?"

"BROTHERS, DON'T YOU ALL GET TO LAUGH?"

"The new audience is extinguishing the fire, my little white is more skinny, everyone is used to it, and it is still very reliable when broadcasting and reading"

"It's too much, I scolded people just now, let's get out now, can you be harmonious?"

"What's the matter? I haven't read today's broadcast, and if you want to roll, you have to peel off a layer of skin before rolling, otherwise you'll be angry in vain."

Are there fans maintaining it?

is clearly telling lies and maintaining fans, this Xiaobai is also powerful.

Yu Feng glanced twice and then withdrew his gaze.

How can there be no backshot when you go out to scare someone, then it depends on who has a hard fist and who can shoot who evenly.

Looking at this pale language, weak attitude, and this underage anchor personally made trouble and slapped his fans in the face, it should be ...... Don't be afraid.

Theoretically, this is the case, but with the intuition of the navy for many years to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, Yu Feng always felt that something strange was a little flustered.

Probably because this anchor's reaction is not quite reasonable.

Maybe people want to cry, but a fool can only laugh and not cry?

He stared at the screen, paying attention to Xiaobai's movements.

Finally, there was movement.

"It's been ten minutes since the broadcast started~"

There was a young and fast voice in the headphones.

It's just a short sentence, and the lips move for a moment.

Looking at it again, the teenager on the screen is still sitting upright and smiling, quiet as a chicken.

……………………

I suddenly wanted to write, so I wrote it.

emmmm seems to be a little watery, but it's very happy to write.

Sometimes I write Su Bai as Su Qi, which is the protagonist of my next book (it's still early, I haven't saved the manuscript, I don't have an outline, I just have a creative idea), of course, I still think the name Su Bai is good, catchy and easy to read.

Let's write slowly~

Even if there is another one, this one will not be updated any more slowly.