Chapter 638 634. Magic Defeats Magic
A professor excitedly clicked on the comment.

Wondering—what are these things?

Curious - why are all the comments the same?

His face was pale - he was angry.

"Who is it! Who is it?" He slammed his hand on the table in anger and screamed in pain.

"Who is it?"

How come he repeated everything he said.

So many were sent.

Thousands and tens of thousands of times.

My face doesn't hurt, but my heart does.

Is this kind of thing considered performance?
It definitely doesn’t count.

Their mission is to attract people who don’t know the truth. The entire comment section is occupied, and they still have nothing to attract.

Even if there is a lot of interaction, a lot of traffic, and a lot of people are attracted, and they all know the truth, it’s still useless.

Who is it?

So abominable.

Delete, delete, delete.

It's impossible to delete them all.

A professor spent the entire afternoon trying to delete, block, and report.

Normal work has been delayed.

My fingers hurt from clicking the mouse.

After deleting two thousand messages with great difficulty, the blacklist is now full.

Take a break and take a look.

The number of comments is 12,000.

There are two thousand more than before he deleted it.

One person can't bear it anymore.

A certain professor no longer cared about being reserved and abandoned his aloof and knowledgeable persona.

He went to the fan group and cried, he was cyberbullied~~
It took several years of hard work to gather the fan base, and among the two thousand fans who liked the post, there were two or three hundred real fans, and hundreds of active fans were excited.

With a shout, twenty or thirty people rushed out.

Go to the comment section!

These twenty or thirty real die-hard fans.

It was spread among more than 10,000 comments, but didn't even make a splash.

"Like! Like! Push it up!" There were knowledgeable people in the fan group who keenly discovered the enemy's loopholes.

Under his organization, a comment from one of their own people received more than 70 likes in a short time. This time, they were willing to work hard.

Successfully ranked at the forefront.

"Success!"

The fans cheered as if they had won a victory.

"Keep going!"

Seize the opportunity to pursue victory, I am invincible!
I rushed into the comment section and was stunned.

Among the first eighty posts, the lowest number of likes was two hundred and seven.

The other party will also like it. It was just useless before and unnecessary.

I was angry at a certain professor.

Delete! Delete! Delete!
One operation was as fierce as a tiger's.

Two hundred and seventy became eight hundred and fifty.

A professor almost fainted.

Eh!
A professor suddenly had an idea and suggested that it should be pinned to the top.

I searched hard and finally found a comment from someone I knew.

Click and stick it on top.

Hehe, it’s over now, no matter how many likes you give, it won’t hold up!

But he forgot that there are tens of thousands of people below him. What’s the point of you being the first?

Even the first place is not allowed to you.

Less than two minutes passed.

A professor suddenly discovered that Nima's side would still be on the line.

I'll scold him for the post he pinned.

There is no dirty word in every sentence, but the curse is so dirty.

In just a few minutes, more than 200 insults were posted.

A certain professor was so angry that he started to report it again.

It cannot be reported because they have not violated any rules.

Nonsense, it would be strange if the swear words made up based on the sensitive word list could violate the rules.

A professor looked again dejectedly and found that the comment he had pinned had disappeared without a trace.

I went to the fan group to ask, and found out that the person had even left the group.

The traitors who can only fight when the wind is in their favor don't have such strong psychological quality. They just deleted the message and ran away.
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A certain professor was at his wit's end and reported the matter immediately.

He got a scolding from his superiors.

Finally, I have one word for it: Get lost!

There's nothing visual about it.

I don’t know if my superiors are going crazy.

A certain professor was relatively stupid and resisted for a long time.

Others couldn't stand it anymore and reported it. Damn, this afternoon, more than a dozen people were making a fuss.

(Luo Yihang: After the experiment, we have to promote it. What’s the problem? There are 20,000 accounts. It takes a lot of electricity to run the machine. Of course, we have to use all of them. Is there a problem?)

Any questions?

If Luo Yihang were here now, his superiors would want to stab him with a knife.

You are afraid of wasting electricity by leaving the machine on.

What about me! What about me!
Do you know how difficult it is to maintain these dozen accounts? Do you know how long it took? Do you know how much money it cost?

It took me several years of hard work and dedication to raise a dozen or so accounts.

One afternoon was wasted.

No, fight back! You must fight back!

The superior was furious and went to find the navy.

I was scolded: Get out!
That's the word he used to insult a certain professor.

The internet trolls are just greedy, bad, lazy and stupid; they are not completely foolish.

Seeing such a big scene, this is the treatment for top stars, who would dare to step forward?

Looking at the cat head expressions in every post, how can you not understand? This is revenge, a personal grudge, a fight between gods, and you think you are not dying fast enough after getting involved?
And the peak.

This is so infuriating.

He has a bunch of idiots under him, and a bunch of greedy, unlearned princes above him who are nothing but a good father and mother; there is also a cat head outside who slaps him in the face.

It’s so difficult to reach the top.

Now, ah, a small fry dares to scold him.

It's the other way around!

The superior was furious.

What else can I do? He can just turn his face away and refuse to do it.

I really can't take it anymore. I worked so hard to embezzle a professor's bunch of idiots, and I worked so hard to get a mansion, a luxury car, and a famous watch and a mistress. How can I give it up?

For the sake of his family, Shangfeng chose to endure.

She has a flexible figure.

Find the internet trolls, say all kinds of nice things to them, and spend a lot of money on them.

Finally, we persuaded a few water armies that had finally escaped from the turmoil but whose brains were still not very smart.

Rushing into the battlefield roaring.

He was beaten up badly.

Human workshops still want to fight against automation? They will collapse at the first touch...
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This is magic defeating magic, and the fan circle controls the comments and beats up the big germs.

The comments section is so important.

Interaction, discussion, finding recognition, and finding organizations all depend on the comment section.

And it's many-to-many here.

Believe in the power of money.

In the fan circle, what they fight for are immediate interests, new drama promotions, celebrity events, and the fight for exposure and ranking. What they fight for is business and money.

A fight with bayonets until blood was drawn.

In the fan circle, the most important thing is to control comments.

Use all kinds of rhetoric to block the comment section, so you can only read your own posts and nothing else.

They all do this, which means it definitely works.

These big-breed guys also enjoyed the treatment of being promoted by celebrities.

The comment control team and the anti-black team take turns to serve him alone, what a blessing it is.

That is to say, the conditions do not allow it, otherwise voting and fighting for ranking would also be done.

What is a professional water army? The functional departments have made clear arrangements.

"This is too weak."

After watching the great battle, Wuguliu felt somewhat satisfied, as he hadn't used many functions of his treasure yet, but the other side was destroyed.

"Is this still weak?" Xiao Zhao couldn't help but ask.

The opponent was obviously very strong, and we fought back and forth several times.

"Weak, too weak." Wu Guliu replied while shaking his head, "They all have a single content outlet. If they are blocked, they are doomed. At most, in half a month, all their batch numbers will be useless."

"When celebrities in the entertainment industry tear each other apart, dozens or even hundreds of media outlets will publicize and promote the content, which means there are dozens or even hundreds of content outlets, and they all have to be controlled."

"They have rivals, and they are not a pushover. They also control comments and fight against black fans, and there are a lot of bystanders who watch the fun."

"Then it would be really exciting if they started fighting, single-handedly or with large armies."

"And when it comes to voting, it's a flag-grabbing battle, with dozens of waves of celebrity fans fighting each other, it's spectacular."

"When the war started, 20,000 accounts were just the beginning. It took 200,000 or 300,000 accounts to make a splash. There were real people and fake people, dead people and alive people. It was a mess."

"You guys are just bullying a child."

It seems that he despises the weak opponent and that he cannot sell the account.

However, after listening to it, Xiao Zhao was fascinated and eager to try it out. He exclaimed, "It seems very interesting~~".

Luo Yihang quickly tapped her on the forehead and said, "Don't think about it. Just stay here and do what you are told to do."

Good guy.

Just now a group of navy soldiers came.

Suddenly, he became the biggest leader of the navy.

Is that reasonable?

Don't be too hypocritical...
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Xiao Zhao curled his lips in disgust.

Silently took out his phone and opened the photo album, "Oh, I wanted to play with this, forget it~~"

Luo Yihang took it and looked at it, then rubbed his chin and said, "It's not impossible."

(End of this chapter)