After the Ziguangge Weibo certification account liked and reprinted Liu Yi's blog post, many people who continued to pay attention to this matter and had a keen sense of smell immediately noticed the main battlefield that triggered social public opinion. In the Weibo comment section of the Douyu anchor named "Liu Yi", the number of hotly rising comments began to show a cliff-like decline.

‘1765853…

‘1765921…’

‘1766102…

A few minutes later, except for the first group of people with keen sense of smell, the rest of the melon-eating people or those who came purely to join in the fun gradually began to find that the comment section was abnormal.

There were more than a thousand or even thousands of new comments every time they refreshed. After nearly ten hours of continuous popularity, they finally began to cool down slowly. Each time there were only a hundred new comments left.

"Hmm? Is this the heat passing?"

"No, I just saw the hot search clicked in..."

"To be honest, I don't stand anyone, but I think it's a pity for the blogger. He is a good person, but this time I probably won't have a good ending, alas!"

"I'm the only one who noticed that the leader's fans have paid more than one million attention?"

"Oh, the water army has withdrawn? Keep coming! Damn! The big guys of Ziguang Pavilion have come, what else do you want?! Come and make trouble!"

"Pooh!"

Enthusiastic people or fans who came to help out after the huge number of naval forces began to evacuate, gradually gained the upper hand in the comment section, and finally suppressed the endless insults.

However, those social anchors who are not very informed are still encouraging their fans to attack Liu Yi's Weibo and live broadcast room.

But in general, after the navy withdrew from this battle, the popularity finally declined, and the number of comments gradually fluctuated around 1.7 million, but it was already insufficient intent and became a place for people to discuss it simply.

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It's eight o'clock in the evening.

A beam of light shining from the glass window of the study instantly dissipated in the dark night. Liu Yi stood in front of the glass window and stretched his hand out. Under Liu Yi's gaze, a ray of fluorescent moonlight sprinkled on his palm, slowly clenched his palm, and the moonlight ran to his fingers again, lively and lively.

"call……"

The cool night wind blew in, and slightly motivated the paper on the table.

Feeling the coolness of the night wind, Liu Yi closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

"Dingling..."

The ringtone of the cell phone on the table rang. Liu Yi, who was enjoying the night wind with his eyes closed, frowned slightly when he heard the ringtone. After hesitating, Liu Yi turned around and picked up the phone. It was called by Douyu.

"Hello."

"Brother Yi, what are you doing? We have suffered! You don't know..."

Five minutes later, the phone hung up.

Sitting on a soft and well-ventilated chair, Liu Yi looked at the countless barrages on the computer screen in front of him, and his expression changed slightly. To be honest, when he posted this blog post, Liu Yi knew that it would cause a lot of public opinion storm, but unexpectedly, this public opinion storm was too big.

In fact, this social phenomenon has long caused dissatisfaction among countless people, but when no powerful voice appears, everyone can only suppress... and suppress...

Now, a suitable opportunity arises, and naturally, it explodes.

"Drink a cup of tea and rest. We will drive to get some breath later. Don't think too much. If you can't be an anchor, I will support you." A pair of white arms came from behind and placed them on Liu Yi's chest. The familiar faint fragrance appeared behind Liu Yi with its owner.

A cup of hot tea brings a smoky mist.

"This should be my line... wait for me to send a Weibo post first." Liu Yi put his hand on Wang Yan's hand and rubbed it gently.

However, after Liu Yi took the phone and fiddled with it for a few seconds, he looked at the phone in front of him in a daze. Then Liu Yi tried to operate it again, and a disappointment suddenly appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and said in confusion.

"Ha..." Liu Yi put his phone back on the desk and said, "I can't speak anymore."

Then Liu Yi stood up and took Wang Yan, who looked very delicate compared to him, and gently stroked Wang Yan's slender white neck. Liu Yi said, "Let's relax next time. You can't leave today. You have to start a live broadcast, otherwise you will become mute."

"Yeah." Wang Yan replied.

She knew Liu Yi's habits. Whether it was live broadcasting or doing other things, as long as it was done by one person, Liu Yi was very uncomfortable with having others watching him do it, so Wang Yan walked out of the study.

The live broadcast platform is already on, and various barrages on the screen are constantly being browsed.

It was a war between fans on both sides.

Looking at everything in front of him, Liu Yi couldn't say how he was feeling. It was a bit regretful, because now, under such a great pressure, it was too false to say that he had no regrets. After all, he was not a saint.

But if you say you don’t regret it, Liu Yi feels that he really doesn’t regret it either.

Since the live broadcast, I have made a lot of money. Whether it is the tens of millions of contract fees or the several online stores that have contributed one or two million a month, I have earned something that I used to never earn in my lifetime in a short period of time.

Not to mention Wang Yan, a girlfriend who is considered a super rich second generation, no, if you have met both parents, you should probably be called a fiancée.

It's worth it.

Enough.

Even if it is blocked and cannot be broadcast live, what can I do?

Oh.

What's the calculation?

However, when Liu Yi clicked on the live broadcast, the two words "System" that had been pressing in his heart finally popped up. In his heart, there seemed to be another self roaring at his heart madly-

"Without the huge popularity of live broadcasts, can you easily complete the 40 million followers of scarf fans? Can you still be sure that anyone can watch TV series? Who knows what your reputation will be like at that time? Anyway, you can no longer speak on Weibo now."

"Can you still win... a world championship?"

"Have you ever thought about it...if the mission fails...if it fails...what will happen?"

Liu Yi's palm holding the mouse trembled, and a brief confusion appeared in his expression. He was not a god. When facing the three of them became tigers, even passers-by began to doubt whether he was under hype. If he had great ability to withstand pressure, how could he be as if nothing had happened?

"Oh, did this anchor wake up and broadcast live?"

"I was scared? Don't you like to find trouble?"

"mmp, please get out of Douyu!"

"The dogs from there are biting people, can you talk about the leader?"

"The house manager, I'm out to work!"

The camera will not lie. Liu Yi's short expression was seen by the people in the live broadcast room. The live broadcast room with nearly 10 million popularity cannot achieve this level with the fans of the live broadcast room alone.

Many first-level trumpets are speaking quickly here.

They were very happy.

Live room, just when Liu Yi was about to talk and wanted to chat, a super rocket appeared in the center of the public screen, a banner appeared in the entire Douyu site, and it appeared in places that all anchors and water friends could see-

"Deepwater Fish gives the leader a super rocket, click to enter the room to open the fish ball treasure chest!: Leader, we will always support you!"
Chapter completed!