Now.

Who are in the Black Alliance?

Hao Mingxing, Su Xueyao, Fu Zhuang, Tang Qinyun, and a quasi-singer Ye Yuanhang, who has just joined.

These five people are Tang Qinyun's least famous, but as the spokesperson of high bovine lactic acid bacteria, no matter how small the fame is, it is comparable to a second- or third-tier singer.

Fu Zhuang's fame and coffee position are a little stronger than Tang Qinyun.

As for Su Xueyao, she is a popular singer in the entertainment industry, and her popularity is comparable to that of a singer.

Ye Yuanhang has just proved himself with a song "Ten Years" and regained his position as the quasi-heavenly king.

In other words, what these people in the group really want to do is enough to cause a storm in the entertainment industry.

At this moment, I saw the news of Hao Mingxing.

The group became lively.

"Brother Xing, who is this West Building? Are you fighting for him? ”

"This is not your style, Brother Xing."

"I know this guy, it seems to be an online anchor."

"Oh? When did Brother Xing still have a connection with the network anchor? ”

“……”

Although everyone said so, he still opened his Weibo as soon as possible and forwarded the Weibo of "Zhiyun Zhiyu".

This is the consensus of everyone in the black alliance group: as long as everyone has a need, go on!

It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong!

How many fans do these people have combined?

Nearly 200 million!

Although the vast majority of them are repeat fans and zombie fans, even if there is only 1% of active fans, that is almost two million figures.

So.

When several people reposted the Weibo of "Zhiyun Zhiyu" at the same time, the fans instantly became lively.

"What's the situation?"

"Brother Xing, you have disappeared for almost a month, and the first Weibo is to fight for a stranger?"

"Ye Yuanhang, your mother called you home to sing "One Hundred Years"."

"Sister Xue Yao, are you still interested in prose?"

"Huh? Isn't this the West Building? Did he publish prose? ”

"A few of the poems he wrote, which I still use as a motto."

"His "Persuasion Poems" has become a necessary content for our high school teachers to educate us."

"Then his prose, I must read it."

"Let's go, let's see!"

"Together!"

"Wait for me!"

In the Yilin Forum.

When the editor-in-chief, Hu Ji, saw that after the technical director set the keywords, some doubts finally disappeared, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Looking at "In Praise of the Poplars", there was complexity in his eyes.

As the editor-in-chief of Yilin, he certainly knows the standard of this prose.

To put it mildly, among all the prose works this time, there are no works that can be compared to it.

But......

How good is it?

They can't get a prize!

"Made, which bastard came up with the 10 million bonus plan at the time? I'll blow his head off! ”

Hu Ji thought angrily.

But he forgot that when someone proposed a bonus of 10 million, he was the first to approve it.

OK.

OK.

They can adjust the votes, so they can suppress the increase in "In Praise of the Poplars".

As for those who have some doubts, after taking control of the forum, it also seems irrelevant.

Everything seems to be back on track.

However.

Just as he relaxed and took a sip of strong tea to soothe his mind.

didn't know that a mysterious fan power was sweeping from Weibo.

Less than five minutes after Hao Mingxing and others reposted Weibo, the first batch of fans had arrived.

Then came the second batch, the third batch.

Entering the forum, the crowd began to shout.

"Where's the prose in the West Building?"

"Here, "In Praise of the Poplars."

"Read the article before you decide."

"Still reading the article? Don't look at it, it must be the West Building! ”

“……”

Just a few minutes.

The entire forum has been inundated with fans from Weibo.

But!

And that's just the beginning.

At the same time, because Hao Mingxing and others reposted Weibo.

On the sound of the fight, a group of anchors also quickly learned the news that the prose of the West Building was suppressed.

These streamers are not happy anymore.

Although they were usually jealous of Xilou's talent, when they saw outsiders suppressing Xilou, they began to be indignant. After all, because of the West Building, their status as anchors has been greatly improved.

As long as anyone dares to say that the anchor has no culture, no quality, and no level in life, they will be lifted out of the West Building and suppressed each other.

So when these anchors saw that Xilou was suppressed, they were like beating their own father, and they were angry one by one.

"Made, dare to bully the West Building?"

"Dare to bully my brother?"

"Brothers, Xilou is our No. 1 talent in Douyin, and he was actually shady? Uncle can bear it, and aunt can't bear it. ”

“……”

Moment.

One by one, the anchors roared in their live broadcast room, clamoring to seek justice for the West Building.

It can be said that the fan stickiness of many anchors is stronger than that of celebrities. Seeing his anchor say this, one by one the fan groups screamed and rushed to the Yilin Forum.

None of them.

Just do it!

Less than half an hour.

Weibo is lively.

The sound of the fight is lively.

As a group of online writers who participated in the "Huaxia Essay Contest" this time, how can they be willing to watch from the side.

Originally, they were ashamed because of the annihilation of their participation in literary activities, coupled with the wanton dissemination of some self-media and marketing accounts, online writers are parallel goods, online writers have a low level of literature, and they are not worthy of the title of writers at all, so everyone is holding their breath in their hearts.

However, it is a fact that traditional writers crush them on the voting list, and they can only be willing to admit defeat.

But now!

An article in the West Building overwhelmed the crowd, allowing them to see the hope of raising their eyebrows!

Made!

It's okay to die by yourself, but you can't fall down in the West Building!

Because the West Building is the last hope and the last dignity of their network writers!

Thereupon.

At a certain point.

All the writers who participated in the event were bored.

Open a single chapter directly:

"Brothers, give me strong support for the West Building!"

"I don't want a monthly pass, I don't want a tip. Today, as long as you go and vote for the West Building! ”

"Brothers and sisters, rush! Support the West Building. ”

"Didn't they suppress the votes in the West Building? Then we use our strength to tell them that no matter how much they suppress, it is useless in the face of absolute strength! ”

"One word: just do it!"

“……”

These online writers are not at a high level of prose, but their ability to write single chapters of combat is still very strong.

In an instant, a single chapter of blood popped up, making the book friends surging up and killing the Yilin Forum.

Exploded!

It really exploded.

At this moment, I don't know how many netizens flocked to the Yilin Forum from all directions.

Rao is these days, because of the explosion of popularity of the forum, and the operation and maintenance personnel of the server have been strengthened, and their hearts are trembling when they see the sharp increase in visits.

Soon, though.

He immediately went to report the good news to the editor-in-chief Hu Ji: "Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu." Great joy, great joy. The popularity of our forum has soared again, and even the servers are bursting. ”

When Hu Ji heard this, his face showed surprise.

But he didn't respond.

Boom!

I saw the office door slammed open.

The technical director rushed in in a panic: "Mr. Hu, it's not good, it's not good, it's not good, our forum is crowded." ”

Made!

Hu Ji almost scolded.

A man gave him the good tidings.

A man gave him a funeral.

Or the same thing, isn't that?

He frowned and looked at the technical director: "Isn't it a good thing that the forum has become popular?" What are you panicking about?! ”

The technical director was about to cry: "If the forum is usually popular, of course it is a good thing. But today, that traffic isn't coming at the right place. They...... They all seem to be heading for the West Building. ”

"What?"

The name that Hu Ji is most afraid to hear now is the West Building.

The technical director took a deep breath and tried not to tremble in his voice: "I don't know what happened, it seems that in an instant, these netizens gathered around our forum from all directions, and then began to vote for the essay "Poplar Praise" in the West Building. ”

Hu Ji frowned: "It's a vote?" ”

Technical Director: "Yes. ”

Hu Ji said: "Then what are you panicking about? Didn't you suppress "In Praise of the Poplars" tenfold? ”

"But."

The technical supervisor was apprehensive: "But...... Even if it is ten times suppressed, the rate of vote rise is too fast. ”

When Hu Ji heard this, he was almost dumbfounded.

What's the situation?

Can't suppress it ten times over?

He hurriedly opened the forum, and when he saw it, his whole body was numb.

I saw that at this moment, the number of votes for "In Praise of Poplar" has soared from more than 2,000 votes to more than 6,000 votes!

The overall ranking rushed to thirteenth place.

At this rate, it may only take half an hour to break into the top 10.

"This ......"

Hu Ji swallowed.

It feels ridiculous.

Ten times the number of votes has been suppressed, and you can rush into the top ten on horseback?

Then if you don't suppress it, you can't go to heaven?

When his heart was trembling.

Lao Gao also rushed into the office: "Mr. Hu, it's not good, it's not good......"

Hu Ji waved his hand weakly: "Is it the reason that the number of votes for "Poplar Praise" has skyrocketed? I already know it, you don't have to ......"

The words were interrupted by Lao Gao.

Lao Gao: "That's not it. ”

Hu Ji was so excited that he almost vomited blood: "Is there anything else bad?" ”

Lao Gao: "Yes. ”

Hu Ji: "You say! ”

Lao Gao: "On Weibo, several top celebrities said that our activities were fraudulent and deliberately suppressed the West Building, which was full of shady scenes. Now we have been scolded on the hot search. ”

？？？

Star?

Hu Ji was stunned: "Who are they?" ”

Lao Gao: "Hao Mingxing, Su Xueyao, Ye Yuanhang......"

He uttered the names of several popular stars in one breath.

Hu Ji's heart was like ashes when he heard it, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while: "No...... This is a literary event, so what is it about those celebrities? What are they showcasing? ”

Usually, these celebrities are cautious in their words and deeds, for fear of getting angry.

As for helping people get ahead, it's even more impossible.

But now he actually took the initiative to stand up for an online anchor.

Sick?

Lao Gao: "I don't know, anyway, they will come out and fight for the West Building." In addition, the Douyin anchors have united, and all the online writers have also united, saying that they want to seek justice for the West Building. That's why the traffic on our forums has skyrocketed. Because these people are here to fight the grievances of the West Building. ”

Hu Ji stood still.

After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly spoke: "These people came to fight the West Building, do they have any evidence?" ”

The technical director immediately answered: "There is no evidence, my side controls it very well." At best, they suspect that the votes are wrong, but they certainly can't find any evidence. ”

When Hu Ji heard this, his pale face turned bloody.

He took a deep breath: "Since I can't find evidence, it's easy to do......"

(End of chapter)