The beginning of a city with a trillion

To be honest, Yang Fei had a brainstorm and came up with such a famous method. He never thought that anyone would add him.

So after opening Weibo, he didn't continue to pay attention, but went to play a game of Glory of Kings.

An hour later, he opened Weibo and took a look.

Number of followers on Weibo: 44500!

I wipe? !

Yang Fei rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled.

How could it be possible to have more than 4 fans at once?

Then he found out that the first Weibo he just posted had more than 3000 comments from netizens and hundreds of thousands of likes.

"The army of teasers came to worship the local tyrants!"

"God Feifei, please get in touch with each other!"

"Hahaha, what's the difference between driving the bike back and driving to work?"

"Is the upstairs blind? The point is that picture!"

"I was caught off guard by this pretense."

"Entering a large-scale pretense scene, please wear a hard hat!"

"Damn it, it's like showing off your wealth, a 600 million Ferrari!"

The comments are still being refreshed...

Hundreds of messages per second, too many for Yang Fei to read.

"Oh my god, bro, this is going to catch fire!"

Yang Fei was overjoyed. In just a short time, he had more than 4 fans.

He didn't expect that he was just teasing the fish and spending a few sums of money to show off his wealth, but he could actually attract fans.

Interesting, this is really interesting!

"Hey, in this way, can't I also act like a big V?" Yang Fei said to himself.

The so-called big V refers to Weibo users who have obtained personal certification on Weibo platforms such as Sina, Tencent, and NetEase, and have many fans.

Due to the verified Weibo users, there will be an icon similar to the uppercase English letter "V" attached to the Weibo nickname.

Therefore, netizens refer to Weibo users who have passed personal authentication and have many fans as "big V".

For example, Cong Cong 4464.7 million, Ma Yun 2489.4 million, and Bingbing 6297.5 million. These are undoubtedly big-name existences.

The same goes for Weibo celebrities in the entertainment industry. They can get tens of thousands of likes and followers for any selfie they post. This is the highest level of pretense.

Yang Fei now only has [-] fans, and he feels an illusion of dominating the world surrounded by stars.

So Cong Cong, who has 4000 million fans, what does it feel like?

It's no wonder he is so high-profile, tearing up whoever he wants.

"Just do it like this, I also want to create a big V, and I will also have tens of millions of fans." Yang Fei said to himself.

He didn't say this casually.

Yang Fei thought that he has this condition, first of all he is not short of money.

Isn't Congcong relying on the fact that his father is the richest man and rich.

Secondly, Yang Fei has another advantage, that is the artificial intelligence Andy and the Hongyun system.

Andy knows almost everything and is omnipotent.

Its features are now less than 1% developed, and there is still huge potential.

For example, Yang Fei can be an entertainer by himself. With artificial intelligence Andy, why can't he write songs, film movies, and be a director?

He can also spend money on himself to make himself popular.

That is to say, he is not interested in being an actor or a director, otherwise it would not be too easy to become popular.

Chapter 128 Two Choices!

Although Yang Fei is not interested in being an actor or a director.

But Weibo big V can, he is interested.

But here comes the question, how can I quickly accumulate tens of millions of fans and become a big V on Weibo?

"Show off your wealth?"

"Selling miserably?"

"live streaming?"

"It seems to be all right. By the way, I just wanted to change the car. How about buying a luxury car like Chen Liu?"

Yang Fei was talking to himself.

At this time, Lin Xiaoman's voice came from the room, "Honey, what are you doing?"

Lin Xiaoman came out of the room.

"Have you finished the live broadcast?"

"Ok!"

While speaking, Lin Xiaoman smiled sweetly and walked towards him slowly.

Before the person arrived, Yang Fei smelled her body fragrance first, and he was hungry again.

First, though, some wine to cheer you up.

"Honey, I want a drink."

With that said, Yang Fei got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, opened the curtains, and looked down at the entire Pengcheng.

When Yang Fei spoke, Lin Xiaoman hurried to the wine cabinet and brought out a bottle of red wine.

By the way, I turned on the Yamaha stereo in the living room and played a slightly ambiguous samba music.