The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 478 Hacking You (2)

"Damn..." Zhou Jue was about to vomit blood from anger, and couldn't stop rolling his eyes. He borrowed two well-written sentences from famous people, so is this plagiarism?
"The conceptual structure of the whole article is similar to other fantasy articles..."

"Pfft..." Zhou Jue collapsed, and fell down on the table after vomiting blood.

After getting the bag, Fanfan was already so hungry that his chest was on his back, so he found a small noodle shop, ordered a Chaodang, and ate Chaos while looking at his phone.

Fanfan pursed his lips in satisfaction when he saw a post that had already been clicked on [-] times in just a few hours.

This time I won't kill you, Fanfan thought to himself.

knock --

knock --

The dying Zhou Jue heard the voice from the computer, raised his head slowly, and clicked on QQ.

Seeing the editor's big profile picture, my whole body tensed up instantly, it's miserable, it's miserable.

The editor has not looked for him once in 800 years. This time the incident is so serious, will he scold him severely?

With trepidation, click on it.

"Congratulations, you're famous." There was a gloating smile behind her.

Zhou Jue looked at this message dumbfounded. He was indeed famous, and he became famous after being hacked.

He returned a very innocent expression, and then typed a long series of words, very wronged and innocent.

"Master Dulian, I absolutely did not plagiarize. The villain is innocent. I can swear to God. As for what they said, the plots of the stories are similar. House fighting, palace fighting, promotion, fighting monsters... Isn't that how novels are written? What about other people eating and sleeping?" , I can’t eat or sleep?”

"Master Dulian, don't listen to them saying that the wind is the wind, and the rain is the rain. The little ones just count on that little money to live. Don't block me..."

"The young one has to earn money to support the family when he is a minor. There are old people on the top and young ones on the bottom. It's really pitiful..."

Then, there was another long series of crying expressions.

"Do you have children under age?" Dulian asked, followed by an exclamation point.

"It's not my child, it's the child of my mother's brother's wife's sister's sister's sister. She has no parents since she was a child, and I have no parents. There is only one grandma. My grandma is a good person, so I raised her. Now Grandma is sick and paralyzed, and the baby is a minor, who is fifteen years old this year. He has to study, earn money, treat grandma, and buy milk powder and diapers for his younger sister..."

Another long stream of tears.

"Poor baby." Dulian replied sympathetically.

"Yeah, I'm so pitiful, Durian Daddy, don't listen to those people's nonsense, this article is absolutely original, I swear on the honor of my dead parents..."

Anyway, his parents didn't care about him, they were already dead in his heart, Zhou Jue thought to himself.

"Actually, black fans create momentum for you, which is another way to become famous. Don't you like this way of building momentum?"

Zhou Jue looked at this message in bewilderment, and it took him a long time to react.

"Didn't you find that your article has increased a lot in the past few hours?"

Zhou Jue clicked on it quickly, and his eyes widened instantly.

Not only the number of clicks has increased, but the number of favorites has also increased by tens of thousands, and there are countless comments. Black fans and true fans are scolding each other in the comment area.

"I looked at your data just now, and the sales in the past few hours have already reached tens of thousands, which is more effective than the previous recommendation. We are going to add fire to it, depending on what you mean..."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Zhou Jue grinned from ear to ear, what does it mean to cry with joy, he is right now.

"Hahahaha..." Zhou Jue's crazy laughter sounded in the room.

　This article is purely fictitious, please do not take it for granted
　　
　
(End of this chapter)