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Chapter 241 So what if it’s ten times suppressed? !

now.

Who is in the black alliance group?

Hao Mingxing, Su Xueyao, Fu Zhuang, Tang Qinyun, and Ye Yuanhang, the quasi-singing king who just joined.

Among these five people, Tang Qinyun is the least famous, but as the spokesperson of Lactobacillus lactobacilli, her fame is comparable to that of second- and third-tier singers no matter how small she is.

Fu Zhuang's reputation and status are slightly better than Tang Qinyun's.

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

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

In other words, if these people in the group really want to do something, it will be enough to cause a storm in the entertainment industry.

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

The group immediately became lively.

"Brother Xing, who is this Xilou? Are you trying to fight for him?"

"Brother Xing, this is not your style."

"I know this person, he seems to be an online anchor."

"Oh? Since when did Brother Xing still have contact with the network anchor?"

"..."

Although everyone said this, he still opened his own Weibo immediately and forwarded the Weibo post "Knowing the clouds and knowing the rain".

This is the consensus of everyone in the Black League group: As long as everyone has needs, come on!

Make it right or wrong!

How many fans do these people have combined?

Nearly 200 million!

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

so.

When several people retweeted the Weibo post "Zhiyun Zhiyu" at the same time, fans instantly became excited.

"what's the situation?"

"Brother Xing, you disappeared for almost a month, and your first Weibo post was to defend a stranger?"

"Ye Yuanhang, your mother asked you to go home and sing "A Hundred Years"."

"Sister Xueyao, are you still interested in prose?"

"Eh? Isn't this Xilou? Has he published prose?"

"Some of the lyrics he wrote are still used as mottos for me now."

"His "Poem to Encourage Learning" has become an essential part of our high school teachers' daily education."

"Then I must read his prose."

"Let's go and have a look!"

"Together!"

"Wait for me!"

Care about Lin Forum.

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

Looking at "Praise to Poplar", he had complicated eyes.

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

To put it bluntly, among all the prose works this time, there is no comparable work at all.

But……

So what if it's good?

They can't get the bonus!

"Made, who was the bastard who came up with the multi-million bonus plan? I'll blow his head off!"

Hu Ji thought angrily.

But he forgot that when someone proposed a bonus of tens of millions, he was the first to agree.

fine.

fine.

They can adjust the votes, so they can suppress the increase of "Praise to Poplar".

As for those who had doubts, they seemed irrelevant after taking control of the forum.

Everything seems to be back on track.

However.

Just when he was relaxing and taking a sip of strong tea to soothe his mind.

Little did he know that a mysterious fan power was sweeping over Weibo.

Less than five minutes after Hao Mingxing and others retweeted it on Weibo, the first batch of fans had already arrived.

Then came the second and third batches.

Entering the forum, everyone started yelling.

"Where are the essays in Xilou?"

"Here, the piece "Praise to the White Poplar"."

"Read the article first and then make a decision."

"Still reading the article? No need to read it, it must be Xilou!"

"..."

Just a few minutes.

The entire forum has been flooded with fans from Weibo.

but!

This is only the beginning.

At the same time, because Hao Mingxing and others forwarded it on Weibo.

On Douyin, many anchors also quickly learned the news that Xilou Prose was suppressed.

These anchors are not happy anymore.

Although they were usually jealous of Xilou's talent, when they saw outsiders suppressing Xilou, they began to feel indignant. After all, their anchor status has been greatly improved because of Xilou.

As long as anyone in life dares to say that the anchor has no culture, no quality, and no level, they will take him out of the West Building and suppress him.

So when these anchors saw Xilou being suppressed, they were as angry as if they had beaten their own father.

"Made, do you dare to bully Xilou?"

"Dare you bully my brother?"

"Brothers, Xilou is the most talented person in our Douyin, and he has been exposed to shady things? My uncle can't bear it, and my aunt can't bear it."

"..."

moment.

One by one, the anchors screamed in their live broadcast rooms, clamoring to seek justice for Xilou.

It can be said that many anchors have stronger fan stickiness than celebrities. Seeing what their anchor said, all the fan groups immediately rushed to the Yilin Forum with screams.

Nothing else.

Just do it!

Less than half an hour.

Weibo is buzzing with activity.

The fighting sound became lively.

As a group of Internet writers who participated in the "Chinese Prose Contest" this time, how could they be willing to watch from the sidelines.

Originally, they felt ashamed because they were completely wiped out in participating in the literary event. In addition, some self-media and marketing accounts wantonly spread that Internet writers are parallel imports, that Internet writers have low literary standards, and are not worthy of the title of writers at all. Therefore, in everyone's mind They were all holding their breath.

However, it is a fact that traditional writers are crushing them in the voting list, and they have no choice but to admit defeat.

But now!

An article in Xilou was so stunning that it gave them hope of being proud and proud!

Mudd!

You can die yourself, but Xilou cannot fall!

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

then.

At some point.

All the writers who participated in the event became excited.

Open orders directly one by one:

"Brothers, give me strong support for Xilou!"

"I don't want monthly votes or rewards. I just want you to vote for Xilou today!"

"Brothers and sisters, go for it! Support Xilou."

"Aren't they suppressing the votes in Xilou? Then let's use our strength to tell them that no matter how much they suppress, it's useless in the face of absolute strength!"

"One word: just do it!"

"..."

These online writers are not very good at writing prose, but they are still very good at writing single battle chapters.

In an instant, passionate chapters appeared one after another, making book friends excited and heading towards the Yilin Forum.

exploded!

A real blast.

At this moment, countless netizens flocked to Yilin Forum from all directions.

These days, due to the explosive popularity of the forum, the server operation and maintenance personnel have been strengthened. Seeing the sharp increase in visits, my heart is trembling.

But soon.

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

When Hu Ji heard this, surprise appeared on his face.

But he hasn't responded yet.

Bang!

I saw the office door being slammed open.

The technical director rushed in in panic: "Mr. Hu, it's bad, it's bad, our forum is full of people."

Mudd!

Hu Ji almost yelled.

A man brought him the good news.

A person mourned him.

It's still the same thing. Isn't this nonsense?

He frowned and looked at the technical director: "Isn't it a good thing that the forum's popularity has surged? Why are you panicking?!"

The technical director was about to cry: "It would be a good thing if the forum was usually very popular. But today, the traffic didn't come at the right time. They... they all seemed to be heading towards the west building."

"What?"

The name Hu Ji is most afraid of hearing right now is Xilou.

The technical director took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice from trembling: "I don't know what happened. It seemed that in an instant, these netizens surrounded our forum from all directions, and then began to vote for Xilou's essay "Praise to Poplar" .”

Hu Ji frowned: "Just voting?"

Technical Director: "Yes."

Hu Ji said: "Then why are you panicking? Didn't you suppress "Praise to Topol" ten times?"

"But."

The technical director was still frightened: "But... even if it is suppressed ten times, the number of votes will increase too fast."

Hu Ji was almost dumbfounded when he heard this.

what's the situation?

Can't suppress it even if it's suppressed ten times?

He quickly opened the forum, and when he saw it, his whole body felt numb.

At this moment, the number of votes for "Praise to Poplar" has soared from more than 2,000 votes to more than 6,000 votes!

The overall ranking has reached thirteenth place.

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

"this……"

Hu Ji swallowed.

It feels incredibly ridiculous.

You have suppressed ten times the number of votes, can you break into the top ten even if you are riding a horse?

So if you don’t suppress it, you won’t be able to 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 weakly waved his hand: "Is it because the number of votes for "Praise to Poplar" has soared? I already know, you don't have to..."

The words were interrupted by Lao Gao.

Lao Gao: "That's not the case."

Hu Ji was so excited that he almost vomited blood: "Are there any other bad things?"

Lao Gao: "Yes."

Hu Ji: "Say it!"

Lao Gao: "On Weibo, several top celebrities said that our activities were faked and deliberately suppressed Xilou. There are many shady stories. Now we have been scolded and trending."

? ? ?

star?

Hu Ji was stunned: "Who is there?"

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

He named several popular stars in one breath.

Hu Ji was heartbroken after hearing this. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time: "No... this is a literary event. What the hell does it have to do with those celebrities? Why do they get the limelight?"

Usually these celebrities are cautious about what they say and do, for fear of getting angry.

As for helping others, it's even more impossible.

But now he actually takes the initiative to stand up for a network anchor.

are you crazy?

Lao Gao: "I don't know. Anyway, they came forward to fight for Xilou. In addition, the Douyin anchors have united, and all the Internet writers have also united, saying that they want to seek justice for Xilou. This is also The reason why the traffic of our forum has skyrocketed is because these people are here to complain about the injustice to Xilou."

Hu Ji stood there.

After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly said: "These people are here to complain to Xilou. Do they have any evidence?"

The technical director immediately answered: "There is no evidence. My control is very good. At most, they will only suspect that the number of votes is wrong, but they will definitely not find any evidence."

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

He took a deep breath: "Since we can't find any evidence, it's easy..."

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