Los Angeles, CA, 1 Doon Street, 9th Floor.

Fran held his phone and habitually wiped his thumb up and down.

"Hey! Profiteers," Sean snapped his finger at him, "It's okay to use your own phone, I don't have enough traffic." ”

"Poor ghost." Fran cursed and threw the phone back to Shaun.

It was very casual to deliberately use a little force, but Xiao En had already put his hand there in advance and threw it into Xiao Xue's bag casually.

Fran looked at his flowing movements, his eyes lit up, and he put away the casual smile he had before: "Kung Fu?" ”

Sean smiled but didn't say a word.

Fran nodded, looking at Shaun like he faced in the ring.

This person is very agile and should know how to do Chinese kung fu, but... Fran is a boxer, and he doesn't look like some people who stupidly worship Chinese kung fu after watching a few Bruce Lee movies.

There are many such martial arts gyms in Chinatown, where the level of the ring does not work at all, and the legendary peerless masters really exist, so where are they?

The height is almost the same as himself, but the skeleton is smaller than himself, and there is no horizontal flesh on his face, although he is bald, but it does not prove that his head is iron.

The fingers are slender, the skin is delicate, white and shiny, hum!

The action of answering the phone just now is nothing more than a quick eye, Fran put his mind at ease, an opponent like a monkey is a bit troublesome in the wild, but if you have to fight in the ring, this is death - the claws are sharp and there are fist gloves wrapped in them.

Straightened his waist and looked at Sean: "I can see that you have some ability, but if you want to play this, you are a little inconsiderate, be careful of being beaten to death!" ”

Sean looked at him: "If you want to know if I can fight, just give it a try." ”

"Of course," Fran puffed out his chest smugly, his pectoralis muscles dancing from side to side, "five times the bonus, nice attraction." ”

Sean smiled coldly.

"Well, you can see for yourself how much the challenge fee is." Shaun motioned to the box containing the money, "Do what you can, don't put the money for food in it, and don't accept credit card slips and bitcoins." ”

Fran sneered: "You're very humorous, you pay back Bitcoin, I don't know what the white slip is, I have the check!" ”

"Is it 40,000 yuan in total? It seems that I can only give up 8,000 yuan. Fran said with a look of regret, walked to a corner, took out a checkbook and pen from the bag on the ground, wrote the words 8,000 yuan, and flicked it in his hand.

"Poor ghost!" Shaun whispered two words.

Fran instantly rushed to his brain, and said angrily: "What's wrong with paying five for one and eight thousand?" ”

"The posture is not right," Sean gestured to the check in his hand, "being too excited means that you think this is a lot of money, and a person who thinks eight thousand dollars is a great deal, isn't he a poor ghost?" ”

Fack! Fran almost crushed the check: "Boy, I hope your head is as hard as your mouth!" ”

…...

Xiao Xue glanced at Fran with some disgust, remembering that she was going to start a live broadcast, she reached into her bag and took out her mobile phone, glanced at it and looked up and shouted, "Brother, you have news." ”

"Read."

"Luo Xiaofei said, you look at the business of his book." Xiao Xue clicked on one and said.

Sean smiled faintly: "What about the other one?" ”

Yang Yue said... Well, she passed a song. ”

Xiao Xue clicked to accept it, and then looked at what Yang Yue said, not knowing whether to read it or not.

The song is quickly received, click play.

With the soft music in the mobile phone, a slightly magnetic man's voice was accompanied by the sound of guitar plucking, and it came out in the faint sound of the scene:

Hey Jude... don‘t make it bad...

Take a sad song and make it better...

Remember to let her into your heart

This song is so famous that the three people present knew what it was as soon as they heard it.

Paul from the British Beatles. McCartney's Hey Jude, which was once meant to be included on the band's self-titled album, was later released as a single.

Sean listened in silence for two sentences, and spoke in the middle of the song: "What did she say?" ”

That's when Paul sang the phrase Then you can start to make it better,......

Xiao Xue looked at Xiao En's expression with some uneasiness, lowered her head and said, "Send you a song, although life is not easy, don't let it ruin the sunshine in your heart." No matter how painful it is you, you can make it better,... We don't have to carry the world on our shoulders..."

SHAWN SMILED FAINTLY: "I'M SHAWN, NOT JUDE." Turn it off! ”

Xiao Xue pressed to stop, and sighed secretly in her heart.

The song was allegedly written by Paul to comfort his teammate Lennon's five-year-old child, Julian, whose parents were about to divorce and his father was already living with a wild woman. Seeing the shadow in the poor child's heart expanding day by day, Paul was very sympathetic and wrote this song.

The original song was called "hey julian", and then for some reason it was changed to "HeyJules", and finally it became "Hey jude......

As a result, the child who was supposed to know the song first didn't know that it was written for him until twenty years later, when his father had been dead for eight years.

It's like if you see someone sick, and you make a miracle medicine for them, and you sell it all over the world, and the only person you want to give him medicine in the first place never uses it......

Therefore, artists are actually very hypocritical, no matter where those inspirations and touches come from, but in the end they are just satisfying their own hearts.

Therefore, Yang Yue wanted to use this song to change Sean, but it could only be in vain.

"NOT EVERYTHING CAN BE LETITBE." Sean turned calmly.

"Do you want me to get her back?" Xiao Xue asked strangely.

Sean shook his head slightly.

…...

Fran glared at Shaun viciously, he didn't think Shaun was lying, because the dollars thrown into the pool were not fake. On the contrary, the check he held in his hand seemed light and unconvincing.

"Throw it in, but if it's a blank check, you're in big trouble!" Sean said with a smile.

"Don't worry! Banks are scarier than you! Fran squeaked and gritted his teeth.

"You're ready to call me." Sean looked at him with a smile.

"Prepare what?" Fran grinned and picked up his gloves.

Xiao Xue came closer, fiddling with her phone.

Fran smiled at Xiao Xue: "Tell me what your name is, I can do it lightly." ”

Xiao Xue glanced at him coldly and ignored him.

"Are you ready?" A voice interrupted him.

Fran was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw that Sean had stood in the ring without knowing when, and looked at him with a sneer.

"What are the rules? Knockdown or points? Or out of the ring? ”

"Which one do you want it to be? Either way! My standard is to get out of the ring. Sean clapped his hands, "Come on!" I'm in a hurry, and I know that a lot of people are on their way. Xiaoxue, have you started live broadcasting? ”

Xiao Xue shouted helplessly: "Brother, it's open!" A bit stuck...... Strange, maybe the signal is bad, is there an IFI here? ”

It was Fran who asked.

"And live streaming?" Fran asked, surprised.

"Of course, this helps to expand the impact." Sean looked impatient.

"Someone watching the live broadcast now?" Fran looked at Shaun and sneered, "You want to get some tips, right?" ”

"Who knows, there will be video replays anyway. Tipping or something... It doesn't matter," Shaun said lightly.

…...

At the oil map headquarters, the content director and the director of operations swallowed lightly and sat quietly on the side, different from the joyful scene before, the atmosphere was very depressing now.

Thinking that the time that could be won by smashing the mobile phone was only a quarter of what was expected, a phone call came, and the CEO's face turned white.

Right now, it's just a crowd of spectators sitting here.

The administrator's authority has been handed over, and no one knows where it will be handed over, but the homepage of their website they see now is not the same as it used to be.

The original red and large banner "Federal Agents Capture Middleley Street Suspect" is gone, and the new heat source "FBI Los Angeles Bureau Briefing on What" has also disappeared.

"That account is applying for live broadcast, do you want to pass it?" An employee in charge of reviewing live stream requests asked in a whisper.

"Don't mind anything about that account!" The Director of Operations interrupted him.

At the same time, the conference room located on the basement floor of the White House has been temporarily set up as the "Hudmont Laboratory", which is obviously called because of the inexplicable plot of the elder Reina, and it seems that the president also likes this idea.

Laboratory, it sounds murderous, a place called so-and-so laboratory is too common here in the United States, can you think of how many people in the "Jurassic Park" movie called the professor with this name?

Everything is safe and meaningful.

The oil map authority was taken over by Cyber Command, but here is the operator in charge of it, right in front of Victor. It's not just oil charts, but also Twitter, Facebook, and so on......

"There is movement on account B, and it is applying for live broadcast." The technician with the headset said calmly.

"I saw it!" Victor trotted over, stood behind him, and saw a message on the screen that Account B, that is, Xiao Xue's account, was applying for a live broadcast.

There is B, of course there is A, and A account refers to Shaun's account.

Anyway, it's just a pre-agreed codename.

Victor looked around the audience, and he was the biggest in the audience, but there must be countless bigwigs peeping at the screen behind the surveillance camera.

It's like he is Lao Lei's representative, assistant, and deputy.

Here he runs back and forth without touching his feet.

Old Ray is in another office, maybe smoking a cigar, maybe tasting wine, maybe talking to some big guys, maybe playing cards and making some deals.

In fact, many details are impossible for the leaders to do, and the leaders set the direction.

As for the president, he is heavily protected, and if things go wrong, he can come out and clean up the mess,...

Victor pondered, but it didn't take much time, he couldn't be specialized: "What do you recommend?" To pass, or not to pass? ”

There are pros and cons, and it means that there will be another "Real America" public opinion blow, and it feels really bad that every time the opponent attacks first.

Dead bald head wants to do the next issue, others still think that this will be at least tomorrow later, and now it seems that he can start the so-called next issue at any time without any preparation.

There is no need to guess the content, it must be related to the ring match he released, and there will be five times the bonus, and the interpretation right belongs to him!

A mutant still wants to set up such a gamble, and make money in this way, no, it is to cheat money in this way, it is just outrageous!

"It's just a scam!" Someone was already screaming angrily.

Not only strong, but also make your own rules, this hateful liar!

You should find out what his teachers teach!

No, it's not all!

Tightening his fists, Victor was furious in his chest, and his face was upright: "He not only wants to cheat money, but also wants us to lose face!"

When the people in the room heard him, they fell silent, and then the crowd became angry.

That's right, the best boxing champion in the United States can't beat this guy, so what about the result?

He just took a sign and wrote the words "You Americans are all cowards", then this live broadcast will have to blow up the platform.

"Can't get through!" Someone couldn't help but shout.

Victor frowned and looked, a small technician, too much pressure and a little out of order.

"If he doesn't pass, he will immediately transfer the platform, and we will be very passive!" One analyst turned his head and said.

Victor nodded: "Pass, but no one is allowed to access." ”

After a pause, he raised his head: "Make some fake users to visit, spray him to death with bad reviews, no, don't swear!" ”

"Bad reviews? What level of bad reviews? The analyst was clearly not very good at that, "I... It may be too late to think of words. ”

"There's something wrong with throwing it in the magic mirror," Victor gestured, "my request is not to provoke, but to make him feel normal, normal and boring." ”

"Not irritated, normal, but boring..."The analyst quickly sent Victor's request into the magic mirror, a cloud platform that could answer almost any question, like a giant brain full of black holes.

Soon, a series of tasteless short comments seemed to be copied and generated in the answer area on the platform-

"Good Anchor"

"A good man has a safe life"

"Peace is a blessing"

"Okay"

"Oh"

"Don't look when you're tired"

"It's not interesting"

"It's too watery"

"It doesn't feel boring"

"It's okay to pass the time"

"Let's see, boring"

…...

Victor leaned closer and shook his head: "Why are there no punctuation?" ”

A sentence popped up on the screen: "It shows that the person who posted the comment doesn't even want to make punctuation, which reflects a degree of powerlessness!" ”

"Don't post comments too long, don't be too short, don't let him see that we're brushing!" Victor told the technician in charge of the oil map.

Just turned around to leave, suddenly he quickly turned back again: "Wait, bring those out and show me again!" ”

The technician quickly snapped the keyboard, and a series of set replies were arranged on the screen.

Pointing to the first three lines: "These three lines are a bit interesting." ”

The analyst leaned in and took a look: "It's the end of the previous sentence as the beginning of the next sentence." ”

"Why only three sentences?"

"Maybe I can't make it up..."

"It's not like netizens' self-entertainment?" Victor thought for a moment, suddenly laughed, and asked expectantly, "What would you think if you started a live broadcast and netizens were playing this kind of word game?" ”

"I would think... It's boring, it's off. An analyst hesitated.

"Go to the platform for analysis." Victor also has this idea, but individual opinions are not always as good as collective intelligence, and the advantage of the platform is big data.

There is nothing that can't be made up, and millions of unreasonable loops can be made up of words, but the point is whether it can be effective.

There is no privacy under big data, and big data can also help decision-makers make the most reasonable analysis.

"Head, shall we arrange some tips?"

"Is it necessary?" Someone retorted, "Rewarding him will be so excited to carry out the live broadcast to the end, right?" ”

"No, there should!" Victor raised a finger, "Otherwise, it's not normal, when he starts broadcasting, he will arrange a minimum amount of reward, three people, show their identities that they have watched the previous issue, and then let these three people say something bad later!" And then disappear"

As soon as Victor's words ended, several analysts applauded, which was really a direct move.

"Head, now we need to do the sub-plan number naming!" A technician turned his head and said.

By the way, under the big scheme of Amber, there are countless small schemes, which also need to have their own names, and these small modules can be quickly combined into mature solutions that can be applied in the future.

Victor's eyes lit up and he pointed to the screen: "This sub-project codename, Chills!" ”

Ignore, cold, no one watching how long can you jump?!

Victor snorted softly, the song of Sean's button space had been picked up on the information platform, and he remembered the lyrics clearly.

ＳＯＬＯＴＯＮＯＯＮＥ！

Wonderful!

Just play with you and see if you cut it or not!

Next, it was time to carry out the chill plan, which was the matter of the technicians moving their fingers a few times, and Victor sat back at his desk humming the song, imagining Sean's expression after a moment.

A few hundred words more are for true readers.