don't call me singer

Chapter 504 Network Wars
In the eyes of many people, Fanquan is a very inexplicable, even foul-smelling place.

For a illusory "idol", they put in [-]% of their efforts, all their energy, and their astonishing spending power, just to raise their idol ranking by one place, and stand on C Bit, the topic can be on the hot search.

They are obsessed with the number of people who pick up the plane, the method of support, the intensity of support, the uniformity of slogans, the position of tearing up, the order of queuing up...

Everything must be torn.

Many people said that these people may not have been so filial to their parents.

Yes, it does.

As long as you are a fan of my idol, we are sisters, as long as you are a fan of our opponent, we are killing our father and enemy!
This kind of attitude has made many people sneer at the fan circle, and the public also likes to make complaints about it.

But any group actually has many facets.

At this moment, in a group named Hanwen, the atmosphere is completely different.

"Sisters, hold on!"

"Post! Post! Don't give them a chance!"

"I found the passage where Xiaobai explained the history of Chinese sword dance in the video, I can post it!"

"I wrote another curse word in Korean, see who has a dirty mouth, scold him to death!"

"This bastard Korean dares to talk about the massacre, I'm going to die of anger! Come on, sisters! Curse him to death!"

"This is absolutely unbearable, Feifei, your Korean is good, you deal with him!"

"Here's one that's all in Korean. I don't quite understand it. Sister 55, please take a look."

"Is Cong Cong finished? Come and take over, I want to order a takeaway, I haven't eaten for 18 hours..."

"IM so tired……"

"Persevere, don't let them win!"

"I can't stand it anymore... There are so many of them!"

Thousands of such news have been posted in more than a day.

This group of only 60 people was as tense as if they were fighting.

On that virtual battlefield, a group of girls in red clothes, holding shields and holding various weapons, were deeply trapped in the black ocean, struggling to support themselves.

"Can't go back!"

"Hold on!"

Suddenly, another paragraph of Korean appeared in the group, as if an assassin in black suddenly appeared in their formation, appearing like smoke and dust, a sudden blow!
"Xiuzhu, that bastard, actually scolded us!"

"Kick her!"

"Hey, I will never do data rankings with Koreans in the future!"

"Are you really going to kick her? The support lamp we purchased on behalf of you is still with her..."

"Hey, there are no sisters in front of the border, anyone who is not on our side is an enemy, kick her!"

"Yes, kicked her!"

The number of people in the group changed from 60 to 59.

The poisoned dagger pierced their bodies, but they did not fall.

A strong man breaks his wrist and cuts his flesh to survive!
However, there are too many enemies.

This is the enemy's position, the enemy's home field.

The battle continues.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Ah, my account has been blocked!"

"Mine is blocked too, bastard..."

"Re-register one, continue to..."

"There are a lot of enemies here, and I can't hold it anymore!"

And their accounts were reported and banned one after another.

attrition.

Still downsizing.

Slowly, I can no longer control the current situation.

"How to do?"

"Can't go back!"

"I will not retreat even if I die!"

But, I can't hold on any longer!
At this moment, on the virtual battlefield, another group of girls in little red dresses came to kill them.

The leading lady, waving a big flag in her hand, tore apart the crowd and came before them.

"Raul is here?"

"No way, you want to fight side by side with Raul..."

The new force that rushed over tore through the enemy's siege, stabilized their position, turned to look at their remnant soldiers, and snorted.

"Today we fight side by side!"

"After today, we are still enemies!"

"What's so handsome, do you think I will let you fight alone?"

"Don't worry, the Ami and Niaobao VIPs are behind!"

Looking back, in the darkness, several red lights were shining and approaching.

"We will win!"

"kill!"

Fight, go on.

On another piece of cyberspace, passionate netizens attacked desperately under the big V number where several Korean fans gathered.

"Go eat shit, when is the time to haha!"

"Get out, you are not worthy of being Chinese!"

All kinds of attacks and insults, the accounts of these big Vs are silent, without any response.

Suddenly, this big V account updated a new Weibo, below are various screenshots, all of which were controlled and commented on naver.

And the last page is a screenshot of the group chat:

"I'm so tired. I can't hold on anymore since I scolded you last night. Come and help me, sisters..."

"Stop scolding us, go scold them, okay, I can't hold it anymore..."

"I hate Koreans too, but what if our idol is Korean..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Come on, whoever will help us, I can't stand it anymore!"

The people who chased after them and planned to scold them were stunned when they saw this scene.

"What website is this?"

"What is this place?"

"There is such a place? How to register? Who told me?"

"This is naver. I'm studying in Korea. I'm here to post a tutorial. Come and help! I can't stand it anymore!"

The crowd is gathering.

But this is on someone else's home court.

Enemies are getting more and more powerful.

At this moment, an account reposted this Weibo, and then @ the official account.

Then, she started to @ various other fan groups.

On the virtual battlefield, the ladies and sisters who have fought for more than 28 hours are exhausted.

"I really can't hold it anymore..."

"Wooooow, I can't keep my eyes open."

"Fingers are about to break, what to do, what to do, I can't stop it, woo woo woo woo..."

"Are there any sisters who have not been mobilized? Who can help!"

At this moment, a light suddenly lit up in the distance.

A gigantic "white" banner appeared on the horizon.

"Ladies and sisters, hold on, we are coming!" A group of women's soldiers gathered under the big banner, and a female general shone in all directions, directing everyone to rush around: "Bah, you were not even born when I ran across the battlefield! kill!"

Suddenly, there was another white flag, but it was a black flag: "Leave it to us! Gu Xiaobai's black fans join in!"

Then, banner after banner appeared on the battlefield.

"Report to the 306 fan group!"

"Sprayman from the East Court is here! The sticks are going to die!"

"Dashu fans are here, we are old, who will teach us how to kill? Anyway, just kill it? Kill!"

"Brother Yao's personal guards are here to help!"

Then, several large flags descended from the sky and inserted into the battlefield, even the battlefield was about to be shattered.

Under the banner of the word "Dong", Feng Yidong's fans opened up and down, killing all directions: "Brother Dong said, what time is it, don't worry about other things, let's talk first!"

Under the banner of the word "Jie", Chen Yujie's fans took a slanted sword and outflanked from the rear: "Condemnation? Grandma, I have never been afraid of anyone! Do you dare to compare who kills more?"

On the pitch-black battlefield, beams of light descended from the sky.

"Ladies and sisters, hold on, Dongcheng soldiers are here to help!"

"The Chang'an army is assembled!"

"Report to the Demon City!"

"Jiangcheng 306 is here!"

"The capital..."

"Nanjiang..."

A beam of light fell, and then a red light lit up.

On the dark battlefield, sparks start a prairie fire!
(End of this chapter)