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"What's the situation, Brother Fargo is offline?"

"Don't call Brother Fa, the Supreme Dharma Dog has deceived everyone's feelings again, and he is determined to run away!"

"Ahh

"Nima, I also plan to follow Fargo, how can I face this complicated world with my pure self?"

"Damn, Lao Tzu just quit the original guild this morning, isn't this a cheat?"

"Hahahaha, why am I suddenly so happy for Mao?"

"On the top floor, this is what happens to the grass on the wall."

"Come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back, and the scum who hugs your thighs everywhere will be kicked away by your thighs sooner or later."

The world channel was in chaos, and the Glory Guild was silent.

Many people think that at this time, the people of the Glory Guild should stand up, slap their faces, and scold the trolls before to go home to find their mothers. However, such a situation did not appear, and the glory of silence reflected a kind of grand guild bearing.

Such silence is more effective.

The ruthless reality has already dealt a hard blow to those players who smeared the idol brother and the Glory Guild. At this moment, the silence of the glory crowd made these trolls scared, and they felt that they might be slapped in the face by the glory guild at any time.

At six o'clock in the evening, another piece of news caused a sensation.

The fact that a game reporter interviews a police uncle is a rarity in the gaming world. This time, because the idol brother is also a big Internet celebrity in the game industry, many game reporters went to the C City Police Station for interviews. This time, the police were also very cooperative, and sent a police officer Liu with good facial features and a spokesman's demeanor to be interviewed, and Tencent Game Channel got first-hand information.

The interview was recorded and posted online, and the content was relatively brief.

In the video screen, the reporter went straight to the topic: "Officer Liu, I heard that there is a mastermind behind Ren Qiyue this time?" ”

Officer Liu said in an official tone: "After the court announces the verdict, everyone will naturally know the result." ”

Reporter: "There is news that Mr. Lang himself was also involved in the arrest of Ren Qiyue? ”

Officer Liu: "There are indeed enthusiastic citizens who cooperate with the arrest of the suspects, and the specific identities of these citizens have nothing to say." ”

Reporter: "I also heard that Mr. Lang provided important evidence to assist the police, can you reveal it?" ”

Officer Liu: "That's right, the evidence he provided is of some help to the police. ”

"So, has Officer Liu met Mr. Lang himself?" The reporter's eyes lit up, and he couldn't gossip anymore: "Can you reveal what kind of person Mr. Lang is?" ”

Officer Liu smiled mysteriously at the camera: "This, in order to respect the privacy of citizens, it is inconvenient for me to reveal too much." The following remarks do not represent the police force, I only say on behalf of myself, the real Mr. Lang, without shoes, is more than 1.7 meters! ”

This is the end of the interview, and there is another sensation on the Internet.

"Poof!"

"This police uncle is so funny."

"Hahahaha, I said it earlier, how can the idol brother wear heightened shoes and less than one meter six?"

"It's not easy, the idol brother has finally reached a normal height, and a big stone in the heart of the Sprinkle family has fallen."

"Oh my God, is the idol brother really in City C? I'm in the same city as him! ”

"Brother Idol, I'm also in City C, begging for a face!"

"It's strange, is it written that the idol brother is less than one meter six for Mao Du Niang's encyclopedia?"

"Young man, how naïve and courageous are you to dare to believe in Du Niang Encyclopedia?"

When this news video attracted widespread attention, Zhen Lang himself finally moved.

At half past six in the evening, the idol brother rarely posted a highlight message on the world channel.

The so-called highlight message is a new feature after the last maintenance, and players who have won the first achievement on the server can use this feature. And, with this feature, sending a message requires a gold fee. This kind of message lasts up to 2 minutes, which is similar to a system announcement, and will not be washed away by countless players. In addition, the font of this kind of message is shiny and bright, so eye-catching that it is easy to remember at a glance.

"I made a post in the Nirvana Rebirth section of the official website forum, if you are interested, go and take a look."

The highlight message sent by Zhen Lang was just such a short one, but the response was very strong.

"Wow, the idol brother made a post?"

"It's rare, except for the statement last time, the idol brother hasn't posted."

"Well, there's a sense of the iron tree blooming, I have to go and see it!"

"Wait upstairs, let's go and grab the front row!"

Zhen Lang's second post on the magic official website is not a statement post, but more like an advertising post.

In principle, the advertising post is to be deleted, but Zhen Lang's situation is special, and the official website also acquiesces in his approach, the content of this advertising post is as follows: "After this incident, eat a trench and grow wise, and publish my personal Weibo, post bar, and WeChat public account...... The deity number has been preemptively registered, and everyone can search for [Lang classmate] to find me. Warm reminder, except for the three places verified in this post, all other public platforms about me are copycats......"

On June 19th, a week's trip to Lijiang and Dali ended, and the king of Zhen Lang returned.

He recovered well from the injury in his right hand, and for the time being, he was not able to perform murderous sports such as weightlifting and throwing shot put, but he was not a big problem with a game of mouse chopping. At the suggestion of a group of friends, Zhen Lang re-registered a Weibo, with the nickname Lang, and simply registered Lang with the public WeChat account.

This time, he really grew wise, and finally had a sense of rights protection. Just in case, he also registered a trumpet in advance in Magic, also called Lang, so as not to be impersonated.

Next, Zhen Lang saw the appeal of idols, and in just half an hour, the number of followers on Weibo exceeded 10,000. This made Zhen Lang very embarrassed, in the past, his old Weibo, the number of people who followed him was less than a hundred, all of them were old classmates, and there were friends who fans each other in the game.

"Brother Idol, I love you!"

"Brother Idol, I love you more than before!"

"Obalang, I'm going to give you a monkey again!"

"Oba, please forgive me for my previous mistakes, I will never doubt you again!"

"Brother Idol, I solemnly apologize to you for the harm caused to you this time."

"Brother Idol, we owe you a word of sorry, please give someone who likes you another chance!"

People who have followed Zhen Lang have posted messages on Weibo, post bar, and public accounts.

Zhen Lang sometimes uses his mobile phone to swipe Weibo, and sometimes uses the computer to refresh the post, his expression is very confused.

"My dear, your fans have grown so fast, so many people have apologized to you, why are you still depressed?" Shui Mi'er sat next to him and asked worriedly.

"I don't know, when I used to see people say that they worship me and are willing to give me monkeys, I will feel like I am so bullish that I can fly." Zhen Lang told the truth, he was one or two years older than the stationmaster and the dynamics, but in the end, he was still a stunned young man in his early twenties, with the inflated vanity of young people.

After a pause, Zhen Lang said again: "But now, when I see someone saying that they like me and want to give me a monkey, my first reaction is that I feel depressed in my heart. I don't know if these self-proclaimed die-hard fans today will turn black tomorrow and scold my whole family with the most ugly words like they did the other day. ”

"A lot of people on the Internet are like this, don't take it so seriously." Shui Mi'er comforted her, and seeing that Zhen Lang didn't react, she couldn't help pinching him: "You just love to drill the horns, either black or white, and always think about things so extremely." You didn't live a very chic life before, and you never went to the forum to irrigate, so why do you care about other people's opinions today? ”

Zhen Lang said with a dark face: "In the past, those trolls scolded me for not being good at technology, saying that I took so many servers as the first achievement was a dog's luck, and these don't matter to me." But this time it was different, they scolded my family in droves. Niang Xipi, my son has not been born yet, they cursed me for giving birth to a son without a p-eye, I can't bear it! ”

"Well, I'm quite angry at these words. If my sister marries you in seven years, isn't your son also my son, and I can't stand this kind of thing......" Shui Mi'er sighed lightly and said, "But you have set your goal, you want to become a professional player." Real professional players have to face these troubles every day, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and the more famous professional players are, the more people will be scolded. Even if he was not injured in battle, he had a black life, and there are still many people who scold him every day. If you can't even bear these little things, is it necessary to chase your dreams? ”

Zhen Lang was silent.

Not to mention the game industry, even if it is a sports king such as Ronaldo, Messi, Kobe, and James, there are still countless lives of black.

"Honey, there are some things I've always wanted to say, don't be angry." Shui Mi'er leaned over, her voice became soft, with a sense of distress: "Maybe it has something to do with your experience when you were a child, I always feel that you are sometimes more optimistic than anyone else, and sometimes more pessimistic than anyone else." ”

Zhen Lang was shocked and said in amazement: "How do you say this?" ”

"Sometimes I feel that you are the same as Su Jie, you are usually quite heartless, and when you encounter some things that touch your bottom line, you will be very sensitive, pessimistic, and the whole person is very melancholy." Seeing that Zhen Lang was not angry, Shui Mi'er breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Let's just say it this time, maybe because those villains scolded your family, you can't accept it, and you are invisibly on the opposite side of the fans." This can't be done, which idol fights with his fans every day? ”

Zhen Lang expressed dissatisfaction: "Then I deserve to be scolded, who did I recruit to provoke whom?" ”

Honey: "So I said you were too pessimistic this time, under this pessimistic mood, you only saw the bad side, not the good side." Are these people who are going to give you a monkey again, are they real fans, I don't think so, most of them are just grass on the wall. If you think about it carefully, when you were scolded bloody a few days ago, didn't there be some people who stood up to support you, and didn't there still be people who were willing to believe the statement you made? There are very few people in this group, but they are your real supporters, don't you think you should give them an account? ”

Zhen Lang was full of excitement, and he felt a sense of empowerment.

"Wife, you're right, I threw myself into a dead end. Looking back now, there are some people, some of whom I still remember by name, such as a person named Qingtian in our district, who helps me fight against a group of trolls every day. I'm too second, and the people I want to care about in the future should be these people who really supported me! Zhen Lang suddenly became enthusiastic, and hugged Shui Mi'er tightly: "Wife, thank you, every time I can't think about it, it is you who enlighten me." ”

"Yes, my sister is your life coach." Honey smirked.

Zhen Lang hugged her tighter, moved her mouth, and couldn't speak anymore.

When he was confused and contradictory, when he was helpless, there was such a girl by his side.

He remembered a sentence, companionship is the most affectionate confession.

Not every man is as lucky as he is. (To be continued.) )