Chapter 695: Not a Saint
After the Ziguangge Weibo certification account liked and reprinted Liu Yi's blog post, many people in society who continued to pay attention to this matter and had a keen sense of smell were aware of this main battlefield that detonated social public opinion at the first time.
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A few minutes later, in addition to the first group of people with a keen sense of smell, the rest of the people who eat melons or people who simply joined in the fun gradually began to find that the comment area was abnormal-
Originally, there were more than a thousand or even thousands of new comments every time it was refreshed, but after nearly ten hours of continuous heat, it finally began to cool down slowly, and every time it was added, there were only about a hundred left.
"Huh? Is the heat over? β
"No, I just saw the ...... that came in from the hot search"
"Seriously, I don't stand at anyone, but I think it's a pity that the author of the blog post is a good person, but this time it is estimated that it will not end well, alas!"
"I'm the only one who has noticed that the sect leader's fans have lost more than a million followers?"
"Yo, the navy has withdrawn? Keep coming! Damn it! The big guys of the Purple Light Pavilion are here, what do you want to do?! Let's make trouble! β
"Phew!"
Enthusiastic people or fans who came to help when they knew about this matter, after a huge number of sailors began to evacuate, they gradually gained the upper hand in the comment area, and finally suppressed the endless abuse and insults.
It's just that those social anchors who are not very well-informed are still instigating their fans to attack Liu Yi's Weibo and live broadcast room.
But in general, after the water army withdrew from this battle, the popularity finally decayed, and the number of comments gradually fluctuated around 1.7 million, but it was already lacking in stamina, and it became a place for people to simply discuss.
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Eight o'clock in the evening.
A beam of light shining out from the glass window of the study dissipated in the dark night, Liu Yi stood in front of the glass window, stretched out his hand out of the window, under Liu Yi's gaze, a ray of glowing moonlight sprinkled on his palm, slowly holding the palm, the moonlight ran to his fingers again, smart and lively.
"Hoo ......"
The cool night breeze blew in, slightly moving the paper on the table.
Feeling the coolness of the night breeze, Liu Yi closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed this moment of tranquility.
"Jingle Bell ......"
The mobile phone on the table rang, and Liu Yi, who was enjoying the night breeze with his eyes closed, frowned slightly when he heard the ringtone, and after a little hesitation, Liu Yi turned around and went back to pick up the phone, it was from Douyu.
"Hey."
"Brother Yi, what are you doing here, it's hard for us! You don't know ......"
Five minutes later, the phone hung up.
Sitting on a soft, well-ventilated chair, Liu Yi looked at the countless barrages on the computer screen in front of him, his expression changed slightly, to be honest, when he sent out this blog post, Liu Yi knew that it would cause a big public opinion turmoil, but he didn't expect that this public opinion storm would inevitably be too big.
In fact, this social phenomenon has long caused the dissatisfaction of countless people, but when there is no strong voice, everyone can only suppress it...... Suppressed......
Now, a suitable opportunity arose and, naturally, exploded.
"Drink a cup of tea and rest, let's drive to breathe later, don't think so much, you can't be an anchor, I'll support you." A pair of arms as white as jade came from behind and placed them on Liu Yi's chest, and the familiar faint fragrance appeared behind Liu Yi with its owner.
A cup of hot tea, a curling mist.
"That should be my line...... Wait for me to send a tweet first. Liu Yi put his hand on Wang Yan's hand and rubbed it gently.
However, Liu Yi took the mobile phone and fiddled with it for a few moments, then looked at the mobile phone in front of him in a little daze, and then Liu Yi tried to operate it again, and the disappointment on his face suddenly emerged.
"What's wrong?" Wang Yanmei's eyes twitched, and she wondered.
"Heh......" Liu Yi put the phone back on the table and said, "I can't speak." β
Then Liu Yi stood up, took Wang Yan, who looked very delicate compared to him, into his arms, and gently rubbed Wang Yan's slender and white neck, Liu Yi said: "Scatter your heart next time, you can't leave today, you have to start the live broadcast, otherwise you will become dumb." β
"Hmm." Wang Yan responded.
She knew Liu Yi's habits, whether it was in the live broadcast or doing something else, as long as it was done by one person, Liu Yi was very uncomfortable with others watching him do it, so Wang Yan walked out of the study.
The live broadcast platform was already open, and various barrages on the screen kept brushing by.
It was a war of fans on both sides.
Looking at everything in front of him, Liu Yi couldn't say what his mood was, and said that he regretted it, which was a little, because now under so much pressure, it would be too false to say that he had no regrets, after all, he was not a saint.
But if he said that he did not regret it, Liu Yi felt that he did not regret it.
Since the live broadcast, I have made a lot of money, whether it is tens of millions of signing fees, or several online stores that have contributed one or two million per month until now, in a short period of time, they have earned something that they could not earn in a lifetime before.
Not to mention that there is Wang Yan, a girlfriend who is a super rich second generation, no, after seeing both parents, it should be roughly possible to call her fiancΓ©e.
It's worth it.
That's enough.
Even if it's blocked and can't broadcast live, what can it do?
Scold.
And what's it?
However, the moment Liu Yi clicked on the confirmation of the live broadcast, the two words of the system that had been pressed in his heart finally popped out, and there seemed to be another self in his heart who was madly yelling at his heart-
"Without the huge popularity of the live broadcast, can you easily complete the attention of 40 million fans around the neck? Can you still be sure that the TV series will be watched? Who knows what your reputation will be like at that time? Anyway, you can't talk on Weibo now. β
"You can still get ...... World champion? β
"Have you ever thought about it...... If the task fails...... If that fails...... What will happen to you? β
Liu Yi's palm holding the mouse trembled, and there was a brief dazed expression, he is not a god, in the face of the three of them becoming tigers, even passers-by began to wonder if he was hype, no matter how great he has the ability to resist pressure, how can he be indifferent.
"Yo, this anchor didn't wake up to live broadcast?"
"Scared? Don't you like to find trouble? β
"MMP, please get out of the betta!"
"The dogs from there bite people indiscriminately, and the sect leader is something you can talk about casually?"
"Housing manager, come out to work!"
The camera doesn't lie, Liu Yi's short expression was seen by the people in the live broadcast room, a live broadcast room with nearly 10 million heat, and it is impossible to do this with fans in the live broadcast room alone.
Many of the first trumpets speak quickly here.
Their hearts were filled with joy.
In the live broadcast room, just when Liu Yi was about to speak and wanted to chat, a super rocket appeared in the center of the public screen, and a banner appeared in the whole station of Douyu, where all anchors and sailors could see it-
"The deep-water fish will give the sect leader 1 super rocket, click into the room to open the fish ball treasure chest! : Master, we will always support you! β
"clearlove111111 gives the leader 10 super rockets, click to enter the room to open the fish ball treasure chest! : Brother, although I lost the game to you, I am still very optimistic about you as a person, come on! β