Chapter 408: The Battle of Tearing Apart
This problem is not only Wang Kai and Lin Yan, they can see that they are tired, but even Mo Xian, who has always been aware of it, also feels a little abnormal at this time.
"Boss, did you click on the wrong comment area?" Mo Xian stared at Wang Kai with a look at the computer Xiaobai and asked, after he hurriedly glanced at it, he found that the latest comments in the comment area were a little different from the content of the article.
Why are they all scolding?
This article is just a simple report on the battle situation, and it is written very fairly, so fans on both sides don't need to spray it directly, right?
Even if the writing is unfair, the editor is the easiest to be sprayed these days.
Therefore, his first reaction was whether Wang Kai clicked on the wrong comment area, you must know that the direction of the popular comments he just read is very correct.
Wang Kai didn't say anything, and generously handed the mouse back to Mo Xian.
Then Moxian clicked back to the article and reopened the comment area.
As a result, this refresh made everyone's jaws hit the ground.
"Damn, what's going on?"
"Why are they all trolls?"
"How did the few popular comments just now get down?"
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Mo Xian and Tu Tao were the two who couldn't bear it the most, and the confusion and incomprehension of the two of them all poured out at this time.
And what they said was exactly what Wang Kai, Lin Yan and others were thinking.
It's a good time for this troll to come.
The replies are so efficient, and there are even one or two that are exactly the same, that no one will believe that this is the content of a normal player review.
It's just that Wang Kai can't figure it out, which guy wrote such an advertorial and spent a lot of money to come to the Black Qingfeng team?
Even if you want the Black Breeze team, there's no need to give a sweet date first and then put on the mallet!
It's just black directly, anyway, it's the water army that can't see it for a while.
"Could it be that the bad people are trying to hide their identities? Don't make people suspicious of him? Wang Kai touched his chin and thought thoughtfully, if he hadn't clicked on the comment area, he wouldn't have seen these comments, because the article was written so fairly, it made people imagine that the comment area would be like this.
That is, people who are very familiar with the Qingfeng clan will do this.
If it weren't for today's holiday, a few people in the Qingfeng team might have just glanced at it and continued training, and they wouldn't have time to pay attention to these things.
But now, too, they don't bother at all.
Are trolls rare? Has he Wang Kai experienced fewer trolls?
Not all of them are alive and well.
Strength is the basis for solving everything, and without strength there is no right to explain.
"Boss, look, this comment has changed again...... "Mo Xian was idle and refreshed again, he thought it was a few more words with Yoneda, but it turned out that there were a lot fewer trolls in the comment area for a while, and the wind direction became abnormal again......
There are players who have started to praise the Qingfeng team!!
said that he could win the championship of the Yellow Crown League this year, said that the Zijin team was all spicy chicken, and said that the blind emperor was just a clown......
In short, the remarks of these top Qingfeng clans are thunder and death, and people are not worth their lives.
After Wang Kai was re-attracted to attention, he glanced at it and shook his head and walked away.
First of all, it was an inexplicable advertorial, and below the advertorial was a water of black powder, and then now a large number of white fans were added to the tearing comments. The whole thing reveals a strange conspiracy smell, but Wang Kai feels that these things that can't be put on the table are small means.
It's better to have a good time to talk about it, and if you can't sleep, go to training.
He dropped a sentence lightly.
As for these 'fans', if they like to tear up, let them go, and the Qingfeng team will only appear passive if they come forward.
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Zhang Wei from Shenzhen is a student at a prestigious local university, and as his name suggests, he is destined not to be noticed when he is lost in the sea of people.
But he is young and golden, and his appearance is a little rubbed, but he is still very talented.
Talent here refers to his well-developed brain, not just writing some poems or something.
What can this society do with writing these things?
It's hard to imagine that Zhang Wei was a poor student receiving a subsidy when he entered the school.
And a year later, he's what he is now.
Dressed as a low-key petty bourgeoisie, he is relatively generous, and he can't tell that he will be the poor sour boy in his freshman year.
Many girls shouted and looked away, they couldn't imagine that Zhang Wei's cock counterattack would be so gorgeous.
It's still so fast.
Zhang Wei attributes the origin of all this to that game, which is the face of today's very hot heroes.
Is Zhang Wei a professional player? Is it a folk god? No, at most, he has a developed head, a little bit of business acumen.
This kind of professional player is not just a brain, but also depends on hand speed and operation.
He still has a certain admiration for professional players.
His fortune stems from the fact that when he first came into contact with the game, it was still in the stage of not being a big hit.
And his life is also tepid.
He missed the very good game environment at that time, and the fact that there was no plug-in in the game itself, made Zhang Wei have a counterattack heart, so he took professional players as his goal. Even if life is difficult, it is still to desperately squeeze out a few dollars to pay for Internet access.
As mentioned earlier, a pro needs more than just a brain.
His hand speed and reflexes have always been hard wounds.
When his dreams were hit, his life began to encounter a lot of difficulties. The university is a miniature version of the society, which needs to constantly rely on material materials to exchange feelings, which is completely inferior to the accumulation of contacts before the society, so that it can be mixed in the future society.
But he got stuck on the first question.
He has no money.
The house leak happened to rain overnight, and he felt that even if his appearance was rubbed a little, he was not treated well by girls, but his self-confidence was never lacking.
It's a grassroots effort from a peasant boy.
Only he has no money, which is a congenital problem with a large proportion.
Then, when people are hesitating, they will feel lost and irritable. Zhang Wei didn't have the heart to continue playing games, because he had already suffered a blow on the way to pursue his dream.
He used to play all the games when he was sitting in an Internet café, but in the end he found that there was nothing to relieve his boredom.
If you are bored, open the forum and find someone to talk to.
It was at this time that Zhang Wei encountered the most critical turning point in his life.
He posted a casual post in the League of Legends section of the multi-play forum at that time, and the content was probably that I was very vegetable, constantly telling some of his game experiences.
Or open the door of your heart to feel better.
After the post was sent, the people who replied to the post rose gradually, making him feel that the world was a little colorful, and he was not the kind that was ignored.
There are even some well-wishers who say that they will take him to fly for free, you know, there is no concept of boosting at this time.
The kind-hearted man said that he was the king of District 1, but his box was only one or two thousand in terms of combat power, and he pretended to be forced to be unfortunately caught by someone with a heart.
Zhang Wei didn't think there was any difference between the rank and the low rank at this time, and he was also interested in having someone to play with him, but others didn't think so about him.
At that time, everyone shouted and beat it.
For example, if someone travels back in time, they will never see the sun the next day.
So, the temper of this good Samaritan was forced out.
The kind-hearted man felt that he was comforting his friend in the spirit of humanitarianism, and he was standing on the moral high ground.
The other refuted him was that it was wrong to pretend to be coerced, and he would have to be criticized.
The two people had different ideas, and finally scolded each other directly in the comments.
The forum doesn't have the function of folding replies like sticking to it.,This scolding,It's a scolding that is dark.。
From morning scolding to night, the posts of the two people tearing each other were stacked on hundreds of floors.
Not counting the replies from passers-by, if you really count them all, Zhang Wei remembers that there was a reply of more than 1,000 to his post.
At that time, the atmosphere of the game was not yet up, and it was not easy to have so many replies.
Then, the post was officially deleted because of discord.
Could that good Samaritan's temper be so easily smoothed out? He directly opened a new post and continued to confront the person who refuted him.
It's just cowardice, can't be cowardly!
What's more, Zhang Wei originally wanted to come to talk to someone, but as a result, the more and more posts were opened, and he also read them with interest.
Each post has thousands of replies.
As for the double blow of life and dreams, it has long disappeared, and even he found a little business opportunity from it.
Since the tearing post is so popular, why doesn't he think about it?
He studied computer science, and wanted to write a software that could replace human automatic responses.
Then, that night, he stayed up all night at the bar.
All the money on him was emptied.
But he persevered, watching the progress of the tearing post while coding the program, which invisibly seemed to be a steady stream of motivation.
Finally, Zhang Wei's first work in his life was born under such circumstances.
It took more than three hours, and the tearing post continued......
He re-registered a vest and used the software to publish a set post, fearing that someone else would find something like this.
Because he knows very well that such things are harmful to the forum.
After the post was tested successfully and the software was perfected, he was faced with the next problem.
Who's going to buy it? Who has the money to buy this thing?
Zhang Wei thought that it was impossible for him to waste this spare money on tearing up, but he could see that the kind person who was enthusiastic about helping him had a lot of time.
Most likely, he is a local tyrant who has nothing to do.
It's understandable that local tyrants love to pretend to be forced, after all, this kind of group has their capital.
Zhang Wei didn't say a word, and logged in to the vest trumpet he had just registered to contact the kind big brother and said that he was selling such a thing.
After carefully explaining the usefulness of the software, the local tyrant didn't even doubt it, and said directly: "Send me the bank card account number, and I will buy it!" ”
If you don't agree with each other, you are buying, buying, buying, and the local tyrants are really atmospheric.
Zhang Wei thought so happily.
In line with the rule of money before goods, when he saw that there was suddenly an extra 800 yuan in the bank card, he sent the software over.
Originally, he had to collect a thousand.
Over the next hour, he witnessed for himself the power of his software.
That local tyrant is also an anxious man, and he thinks that this software is really convenient, but sixty posts a minute can't meet his needs.
So he enabled the multi-open mode and opened ten software windows.
Fortunately, the local tyrant's computer configuration is also passable, otherwise the server that plays more has not exploded, or his computer will explode first.
That's right, the server that played more forums that night was directly paralyzed by such a thing made by Zhang Wei.
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