Entertainment: The Most Powerful God

It has only been twenty minutes since I posted on Weibo.

But the number of fans has risen to more than 160,000, and is still rising at an extremely fast speed.

The number of comments, reposts and likes below is refreshed every second, and they have skyrocketed by dozens or even hundreds.

This surprised Lu Zhe!

He took a look at his reputation value and it was indeed increasing, but the speed was not fast. It was only more than 500 points so far, and he couldn't even use it for a high-level lottery.

He was a little puzzled:"System, what's going on?"

"Master, the reputation value is determined by the master's current fame and the quality of the fans. The higher the number of fans, the higher the reputation value. In simple terms, these people are not very familiar with the master at present, and are just curious. They are not even fans, so the reputation value they get is naturally low."The system explained.

Lu Zhe finally understood that the reputation value is a strict review. After all, the quality of the fans is required. He just wrote a poem and��

It is difficult for people to become their loyal fans. They just know that this guy is interesting and pay attention to him.

Other than that, they don’t have any other thoughts.

They are not crazy like chasing stars.

Lu Zhe raised his eyebrows. It was normal. Otherwise, at the speed of gaining fans, his reputation would not be at least a few hundred points.

It would increase by tens of thousands, which is really too exaggerated.

It is also because of this that if he buys fans, it is impossible to increase his fan value.

Lu Zhe nodded and looked at what was in the comments.

"Zhou Erke’s army is coming!"

"I want to see something that can make my goddess Erke cry during the live broadcast"

"Damn, after reading this poem, I also want to cry, what should I do?"

"Suddenly reminded me of my ex-girlfriend!"

"Maomao, I love you!"

"............."

Lu Zhe couldn't help but smile. These comments were really off topic.

However, the power of this poem was still very strong. It once came from Voltaire's Stray Birds.

It has countless versions and can be said to be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

But Lu Zhe felt that he couldn't appreciate it. The main reason was that he didn't have so many rich emotions, so he couldn't appreciate the profound charm of it.

But many people, especially women, have always been emotional, and the effect is very good.

Looking at the fans, there were many women.

Lu Zhe was in a good mood. Could he also go the way of being a grass fan in the future? Become a new generation of cannon king?

After a while, Lu Zhe found that something was wrong.

The number of his fans was still skyrocketing, directly doubling to more than 300,000.

"What happened?"Lü Zhe was very puzzled.

Zhou Erke had millions of fans, but it was impossible to have such an effect. Not everyone would come to take a look and pay attention to him.

A conversion rate of one in ten would be very good, but now he had more than 300,000 fans. It was real.

After checking for a long time, Lü Zhe didn't know what happened.

"Could it be that there is a bug in Weibo?" Lu Zhe thought that this was the only possibility.

After all, although this poem is a classic and it is the first time it appears in the world, it is normal to cause a sensation, but without too much traffic, it cannot cause a sensation.

He and Zhou Erke only have so many fans in total.

How could it attract so many people's attention?

This speed is only fast and not slow. It has lasted for a full half an hour without slowing down. It seems that the number of fans has exceeded 500,000, which is more than the number of fans of some big Vs on Weibo.

After all, those big Vs buy fans, and these are real.

"You're on the trending search." Just when Lu Zhe was puzzled, Zhou Erke, who had said that she wanted to break up with Lu Zhe before, sent a message to him.

"On the trending search?" Lu Zhe was puzzled.

Zhou Erke didn't say much:"You can go and see for yourself, I don't accept it! Why do you have 500,000 or 600,000 fans just by posting a poem? I have worked hard to live broadcast for so long, but I only have a few million fans, and most of them are zombie fans!"

"This may be retribution!" Lu Zhe said seriously

"What retribution?" Zhou Erke didn't turn around for a moment.

"Those who show off their number of fans in front of me will always have retribution."If Lu Zhe continues at this speed, he might even surpass Zhou Erke.

But he didn't say much, so he went to see what the situation was.

He opened the hot search and took a look!

Quite a surprise!

First place: The furthest distance in the world!

Second place: The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death!

Third place: I strongly recommend the furthest distance in the world!.........

The top three hot searches were all taken by him.

This is really scary!

But he also understood why the number of fans increased so quickly. The top three hot searches were all taken by him. If the number of fans did not increase quickly, then there must be something wrong.

But what he didn't understand was why a Weibo post forwarded by Zhou Erke could directly rush to the hot search list and take the top three.

"Could there be someone behind this?"Lü Zhe knew clearly that most of the hot searches on Weibo were occupied by some marketing accounts.

They forced the popularity, and it was difficult for ordinary people to get on the hot searches.

It couldn't be Zhou Erke's fault. If she had such a big popularity, she could get on the hot searches just by posting a Weibo, then she wouldn't have millions of fans like she does now. Those who can get on the hot searches by posting a Weibo must have at least tens of millions of fans.

Lu Zhe took another look at the hot search list, and when he saw one of the hot searches, he finally understood.