It's me, one look can scare a tram idiot.

It was I who did not hesitate to pick up hundreds of fallen old men.

It is I who go deep into the countryside to shoulder the future of my children.

It was I who could single-handedly rescue the affected people.

It is I who can lead the country to prosperity and strength.

The hope of the people, the future of the country, and the flowers of the motherland are all mine.

Everyone is waiting for the moment when I show my strength.

I slowly pressed the power button and wiped the keyboard.

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"At first glance, it's lip-syncing, don't you chase stars with brains?" I sent.

In less than five seconds, a row of comments appeared under me.

It's all scolding me, but I don't care.

I look at these achievements with great pride in my heart.

casually scanned one of the comments, and deliberately took a look at the other party's ID.

"Hahaha, what a fool. Go back and read more books, did you graduate from elementary school? I yelled as I tapped on my keyboard.

That's right, I'm a keyboard warrior.

refreshed the homepage again, and a video of school violence appeared in the first hot spot.

I didn't watch the video at all and clicked on the comments.

"How do you know if the child who was beaten is also in trouble, otherwise why would the other children beat him?" I sent again.

In less than ten seconds, there was all sorts of abuse in the comments.

A comment appeared in the private message: Is there something wrong with your spirit?

I took a look at the avatar, and it turned out to be a girl.

I immediately clicked on her blog and flipped through the photo albums to find her photos.

determined her appearance, a very ordinary girl.

But there is a large black mole on the face, although it is not very noticeable.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and I switched back to the private chat window and sent: "I don't know if I'm sick, you look so ugly and embarrassed to spray me? Look at the mole on your face, the hair has grown." ”

I was thinking about how the other side would fight back, and I think the other side was trying to organize the language right now.

But all my ID information is hidden, which is the most basic quality of keyboard warriors.

The other party can't comment on me at all, and I will fight back by grabbing every question from the other person.

I opened the girl's photo again and saw her dog.

It's a teddy.

I switched back to the private chat interface and sent: "Your dog is fine, day after day, your sheets and pillows can't run away." ”

After posting these, I clicked on the first sentence that the other party said about me, right-click to report.

Tick the abusive box on the report form and click Report.

My right hand reached into the bag of chips in front of me, took out the chips, and ate them.

I watched the rising numbers under my comments with inexplicable excitement.

At this time, a fan actually popped up in the upper right corner.

I thought about myself back then, when I first started playing social networking sites.

Cautiously, thinking about the next pile of text in the comments. But I don't get anything in return at all, and I won't like it for a long time.

On the contrary, underneath those anti-human views, there are also the comments of many people.

Although these reviews are all negative, at least there are comments.

Look at the first comment in the comments: You keyboard warrior.

I switched back to the ID that I had been running for half a year, and there were only a dozen followers on it.

I typed the word keyboard warrior into the search bar and clicked search.

The knowledge I gained afterwards made me both admire and fear these three words.

I immediately searched: How to become a keyboard warrior.

1. Be absolutely out of your business.

2. Spray each other to death and spray hard.

3. No matter how the other party explains, just scold.

4. Buy yourself a good keyboard, or how to deserve the word "chivalry".

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I wiped my keyboard and started this point of no return.

At first, I was also getting sprayed by others.

I started hiding my profile with a pure black avatar.

Change your ID to: Passerby A.

A few simple words in the introduction: the keyboard warrior by your side.

Begin to hone your ability to greet each other's maternal and above relatives cordially.

I began to be able to associate the most uncomfortable things with the other person from simple screen words.

He even used gender, race, and geography to criticize the cause of the incident.

I'm slowly getting better and better.

Every comment I made was prompted by countless responses, all of which were negative, but I was happy.

I even started joining some keyboard warrior discussion groups.

I've slowly made a name for myself in this circle.

Anyone who knows the ID of my passer-by A calls me Brother Lu.

And my real name happens to be called Luqiao.

My fans have also grown, from a dozen to dozens.

Then hundreds, and even thousands, and even tens of thousands after that incident.

I don't know why these people added me, maybe I was conquered by me.

As for that incident, it was in the largest keyboard warrior exchange group last month.

The group leader suddenly said that he had quit because his child had been born.

The group owner decided to change his face and stop contacting social networks.

The group owner thought about it and repeatedly talked to me privately, and transferred his group leader to me.

And I also became the leader of the most keyboard warrior exchange group in China.

Thirteen communication groups of 2,000 people, and a group of thirteen administrators.

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I've been accepting and managing these groups for over a month now.

When it started last month, I would get some weird emails for no apparent reason.

It's a picture, and it's densely packed with English.

Because it's not text, I can't pull it into the translation software, and my English hasn't passed level 4 and I can't read the text at all.

The pictures are handwritten, scribbled and simply cannot be translated. It takes a long time to recognize it with the naked eye, which makes people's heads big.

I never cared about it until the email was sent more and more urgently.

From one every few days to one a day.

It becomes two a day, and it appears irregularly throughout the day.

Eventually, when it came to once every three or four hours, I finally got impatient and looked closely.

The text of these pictures seems to be different, but when I look closely.

Suddenly, another email popped up, and since it was text, there were only a few sentences.

I sent the text into the translation, and my whole body trembled when I looked at the text on it.

It reads: Mr. Luqiao, since you don't answer, then I'll come to you right away.

I broke out in a cold sweat and looked at dozens of emails at a loss.

Why does he know my name? I hide my identity so well.

And what exactly do these emails mean?

I was just thinking about throwing these emails to a friend who knows English for translation.

But I found that I didn't have any friends around me, so I could only type out the words little by little and turn them into text translation.

Just as I was about to do it, there was a bang on the door of my rental house.

Very gentle but continuous beating, not at all like a landlord collecting debts.

Cold sweat began to break out on my back, and the sound of banging didn't stop.