You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

After the theory of [500 comments can smoothly transition to the next day] is confirmed, there is only one way in front of Saturday.

Do something that attracts attention and, also, must attract 500 comments in one day!

How can this be?

At the beginning, it was because "Urban Cultivation: Wastewood Counterattack" received a lot of attention, with an average of 1200+ comments in a chapter. Later, the anti-theft chapter was locked, and everyone complained, so they barely passed the level of 500. Now " "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood" has been locked for a week, and all the readers have left. Can you get 500 comments just by performing on Saturday?

Saturday was a bit of a pain in the ass.

Fortunately, Chen Ke is a professional in attracting readers' attention.

"Pornography and violence." Chen Ke said solemnly, "It can attract more than six times the attention of ordinary content."

Erotic...I can't help but think of the performances of Mr. T and Mr. B on Saturday. They have performed to that extent, and the comments are decreasing day by day.

"Although the pure meat essay has a certain degree of attention, it will not be popular, let alone the meat essay of passerby A and passerby B." Chen Ke saw through Saturday's thoughts, and pointed out that it would not be enough to rely on Mr. T and Mr. B to perform hard. "You can take a look at yesterday's public opinion report."

Chen Ke sent over a public opinion report made by Hualao. At Chen Ke's request, Hualao also classified and counted the discussions on anti-theft badges.

A total of 382 entries. (Note: Percentages are accurate to single digits)

——30% complained that the anti-theft badge was locked

——26% positively commented on the content of the anti-theft badge

——23% negatively comment on the content of the anti-theft badge

——19% neutrally evaluate the content of the anti-theft seal

role hotness.

——152 Franks (↑)

——138 Saturday (↓)

——102 Chen Ke (↑)

——33 Mr. T and Mr. B (↓)

In fact, there should be an item [Lan Keren] in the character popularity, but it has nothing to do with the anti-theft chapter.

Looking at the analysis on Saturday, I said to myself: "I didn't expect Frank to be the hottest..."

Chen Ke immediately said: "The fire was caused by his beastly behavior in the alley in the last chapter. This chapter has not yet been counted. However, after the next chapter is released, the Fazhou Party promises to cool down."

"Oh?" After thinking about it on Saturday, indeed, he just rejected Frank.

"And it will become more and more confused in the future." Chen Ke added.

Paste means that it was once heated, then cooled down, and then dried out.

Saturday's attention has shifted elsewhere: "You're also quite hot, aren't you?"

"That's another 'me' that has nothing to do with me." Chen Ke put aside the relationship and continued, "Did you find anything else?"

"I also found that 30% of the complaints and comments, as your novel becomes more and more vague, it is estimated that it will disappear." Saturday said.

"That's right." Chen Ke sighed.

"Then what should I do now? I'll go find you for a date?" Saturday joked.

Chen Ke's face became hot for a while, but when he thought that it was not him, but another him, he cooled down again.

"You can also go and stab 'me' to death, anyway, there are many people watching violence."

"I don't want to be a murderer in a crime novel," said Saturday, "and I don't want to be a victim."

The two fell silent at the same time, as if neither sex nor violence would work.

"I'll think of a way." Chen Ke said.

"Okay, I'll also think of a way to see if there is any way to attract more readers' attention." Saturday touched his chin. In fact, he already had an idea, but it was a bit risky.

"Besides contacting that 'I', you can think of any other way." Chen Ke said, "But it's best to discuss it with me before acting."

Although he knew that Chen Ke cared about him, he still felt that Chen Ke was too mother-in-law on Saturday.

And, unfortunately, Chen Ke hit it off, and he was going to meet "Little Chen Ke" on Saturday.

Before the appointed time, the car had already driven into Tianhong Community on Saturday.

I rang the doorbell, but there was no sound at all.

I couldn't help but wonder on Saturday, isn't "Little Chen Ke" not at home?

Suddenly, the small window on the anti-theft door opened, and a pair of dark eyes stared at Saturday, which startled Saturday.

"Hey, good afternoon." Saturday said bluntly, "I forgot to tell you that the school celebration interview will not be recorded."

"Little Chen Ke" murmured: "Senior..." as if he was dreaming.

"Can you open the door, can we go in and talk?" Saturday smiled.

"Crack", the lock of the anti-theft door was opened from the inside, and "Little Chen Ke" appeared in front of Saturday wearing a light blue pajamas, his hair was softly attached to the edge of his beautiful face, and his ears were white and soft. Soft, looks good to pinch.

Compared with Frank, who is 1.9 meters six, "Little Chen Ke" is really not threatening.

But, Saturday didn't forget about that pantry.

In fact, this time, he came rushing to the storage room. He thought of Wufeng telling him in that excited tone a few days ago: The most popular one now is Bingjiao. It's very touching to think about it.

The most popular, with a sense.

If you capture these two keywords, you will know where you are going to work on Saturday.

Since it is impossible to make a breakthrough in pornography and violence, it can only make a fuss about the cuteness of the audience.

"Senior, I thought you wouldn't come." "Little Chen Ke" stood at the door, staring at Saturday, the handsome man in front of him was exactly what he dreamed of, even though he reminded Saturday last night , but "Little Chen Ke" still didn't think that Saturday would take the initiative to deliver it to his door, and at this moment, it was Saturday that was standing in front of him alive.

"Why do you have such an idea?" Saturday asked with great interest.

"Because I asked Zhang Haigui, and he said he didn't know about the school celebration interview." "Little Chen Ke" stared at Saturday with dark eyes.

It was a bit embarrassing on Saturday. It turned out that "Little Chen Ke" already knew about it.

"Maybe I made a mistake. I'm really not in charge now." Saturday said perfunctorily.

"——Do you hate me?" "Little Chen Ke" asked suddenly, his eyes were exactly the same as last time, like the kind of puppy who can't find a home on a rainy day.

"I don't hate it," Saturday smiled, "I know you're a good person."

"Little Chen Ke" opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and his dark pupils trembled for a moment, as if seeing a strong light suddenly.

"You... really think so?" "Little Chen Ke" asked in a low voice.

Saturday felt that this child was too lacking in love, so he spoke slowly and firmly: "Really, I really think so."

"Little Chen Ke" stared blankly at Saturday, half-opened his light-colored lips, unable to speak for a long time.

"Okay, let's go in and chat." Saturday patted "Little Chen Ke" on the shoulder, "Little Chen Ke" relaxed from the tense state, smiled embarrassedly, and led Saturday into the living room.

On Saturday, I couldn't help but think, "Little Chen Ke" is actually quite cute, and Chen Ke guards him like a wolf, which is a bit exaggerated.

Sitting on the fabric sofa on Saturday, "Little Chen Ke" brought out a large plate of fruit, tea and snacks from the kitchen.

The two chatted, and only found out on Saturday that "Little Chen Ke" is also from S City.

"You also studied in S Elementary School?" Saturday was a little surprised, because his home is nearby. He studied in S Elementary School in the 5th year of elementary school (skip a grade once, and did not go to the 4th grade), and studied in S Middle School in the 6th year of middle school. , and later came to city B after the college entrance examination.

"Yeah." "Little Chen Ke" lowered his eyes and pried open the macadamia nuts with a tool, "But when we were in the third grade, something happened to our family and we moved to another place."

"Oh, who is your head teacher?" Saturday asked.

"Yang Xiaomei."

"Really or not? Our homeroom teacher is also Yang Xiaomei. How come I don't have any impression of you? Are you also in class 6?" Saturday felt that he had dug up a big news today. Chen Ke and him are not only college classmates, but also Primary school students?Moreover, now it seems that it may be a classmate?But it's impossible, he doesn't remember knowing a person named Chen Ke when he was a child.

"..." "Little Chen Ke"'s eyes fell on the macadamia nuts. He pushed the peeled pile in front of Saturday, and continued to peel the hard shell with his head sullen, as if he was not interested in the topic of Saturday at all.

"But it's true, you are two years younger than me, so it's normal that we haven't met." Thinking about it on Saturday.

With a "click", the hard shell shattered into two pieces, and the white flesh inside was also squeezed into pieces.

"Senior, I have something I want to show you." "Little Chen Ke" said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the corner of the table.

Saturday has always been not very sensitive to the atmosphere, otherwise he would not have found out that something was wrong with Frank after such a long time. Sitting on the sofa at "Little Chen Ke"'s house, he was still reminiscing about when he was in elementary school. He didn't notice the strangeness of "Little Chen Ke".

"What?" Saturday came back to his senses.

"It's a game." The drooping eyelashes of "Little Chen Ke" cast a shadow, covering the emotion in his eyes. "The game can only be played under the DOS system."

The door of the storage room was ajar, and "Little Chen Ke" went in to get the game disk.

On Saturday, I was so curious that I scratched my heart. Is the situation in the storage room really as described in the anti-theft chapter?He couldn't help but poked his head to look, but the next moment, "Little Chen Ke" came out sideways and closed the door casually.

I didn't see anything, which made me even more curious, okay!

For the next hour, the two engaged in a very intense activity.

"Little Chen Ke" picked up the IBM black brick notebook from the table, entered the DOS interface, and entered commands.

A game screen composed of mosaics appeared on the screen. It was colorful and all in English. stand up.

Looked confused on Saturday.

This "Tom and Mouse" game should be from abroad. Although the mosaic quality is high, the gameplay is quite high. It needs to pass a series of jumping, dodging, and throwing things to pass through the dangerous kitchen, living room, garden, and even a rake on the ground. Can kill the protagonist - the cat - to death.

But "Little Chen Ke" is very proficient in operation. Not only can he turn the crisis into safety at the last second, but he can also use every hidden clue to open the mechanism.

"This game is very interesting, it seems to be Super Mario...Encrypted room escape?" Saturday felt that watching people play games in silence was not good, so he expressed his opinion.

"Little Chen Ke" remained silent, but the fingers pressing the keyboard were a little harder, and the keyboard made an unbearable "popping" sound.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, and it was hard to make it to dinner time on Saturday, so he got up and invited "Little Chen Ke" out for dinner.

"Thank you for being with me today." "Little Chen Ke" closed his notebook, and at some point, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. In early spring, when the weather was still relatively cool, he observed it on Saturday and couldn't help being a little surprised .

"You're welcome." Saturday smiled, "It's rare to meet a fellow villager, and it's nice to chat for a while."

"What do you want to eat?" "Little Chen Ke" said, "Let me make it."

In fact, on Saturday, bearing in mind Chen Ke's teaching, "Little Chen Ke" took the food, and he only ate fruit.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, let's go out and eat."

"I'll do it." "Little Chen Ke" stared at the table, took a sip of the tea he didn't drink on Saturday, and said in a declarative tone.