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

If the male god on Saturday is really the awesome protagonist in the face-slapping novel, he can perform a stunt of empty-handed bomb disposal right now.

But he is not.

"Crack", kneeling by the chair on Saturday, took a photo of the iron thing at the bottom of the chair, and sent it to someone's penguin.

Skyscraper: [image]

Skyscraper: Daddy, what happened to your bomb...

After posting, I didn't dare to sit in that chair on Saturday, so I had to shrink into the corner with my mobile phone in my hand, waiting for Chen Ke's reply.

Thinking on Saturday, although the situation is very unfavorable to him, as long as he does not act rashly and waits until tomorrow to return to the next file, he will not come to "Little Chen Ke"'s house for appointments.

Locking up with the bomb for a nice lunch is not a bad deal to do on a Saturday.

At the same time, Chen Keda's ongoing "hype" activities.

As a low-key person in the past, he has never engaged in any marketing activities, and even blocked the editor group (Editor: ??), but this time, Chen Ke decided to go all out.

Chen Ke wanted to come to the penguin group of the private fan club from Hualao, and applied for verification to join the group.

[Administrator] Wufeng quickly rejected him.

Chen Ke:? ? ?

Chen Ke applied again, and this time [Administrator] Wu Feng kindly wrote him a reason for rejection: to go to the reader account, and only if there is a genuine subscription record of Mr. Lan Ke.

Chen Ke opened jj, searched for a long time before he found his reader account, added a group verification and sent it.

jj's reader account and author account are connected, so unfortunately, Chen Ke's reader account does not have a genuine subscription record for his book, because he doesn't need to subscribe at all.

[Administrator] Wufeng: You seem to be teasing me, can you buy the genuine version first and then come back?

At the same time, in the penguin group of Lanke people's global fan support club.

[Administrator] Wufeng: It's really unlucky, a thief Wengou joined the group three times, but he couldn't get rid of him.

[Administrator] Suifeng: I don't think they have a reader account?

[Administrator] Wufeng: I haven't even ordered a book written by Lan Keda! [angry]

[Administrator] Suifeng: Ah, I really didn't notice this, I'll poke in and have a look...

[Administrator] Suifeng: Haha, this Pirate Dog is still an author

[Administrator] Dance style: _(:3」∠)_

[Administrator] Suifeng: This author's name is a bit familiar. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.She was wearing a facial mask, and it was inconvenient to turn on the computer, so she swiped jj with her mobile phone.

JJ immediately popped up a bunch of advertisements for Wufeng, and Wufeng struggled to remove layers of x, while talking to himself: "Fortunately, my fingers are slender and slender."

After the pile of advertisement pages are closed, the author's column behind will be exposed.

Wu Feng glanced at the points first, and couldn't help sighing: "The newcomers are really amazing, they only have four books, and the points are so high."

Then, she felt that the title of the newcomer's book was also familiar.

The latest update: "Urban Cultivation: The Counterattack of Wastewood"

Wufeng sat up straight with a carp, and the newly bought facial mask of more than 100 yuan fell on the bed with a "slap".

【管理员】舞风：啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊暗暗啊我也是不要被开除粉籍了！ ! ! ! ! !

[Administrator] Wufeng: I was blind and didn't recognize that this is the deity! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

System prompt: Ke joined the group chat.

System prompt: Ke has no friendship with other people in the group chat, please pay attention to protecting personal property.

[Administrator] Wu Feng: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

[Administrator] Suifeng: Lan Ke, good evening [cute]

[Administrator] Wufeng: Mr. Lan Ke, I was hacked just now, good evening [cute]

In the wild howl of Wufeng, the fan group exploded immediately, and all kinds of emoticon pictures swiped up the screen, and they couldn't tell who was who at all.

==: Lan Ke, I love you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! [fall down]

Qiu Hui: Lan Keda will marry me! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

cast: Lanke is mine! ! ! ! ! [Hamster quilt]

Mirror: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ! ! [Sakura Rain]

Umbrella sauce: Lifetime series, satisfied! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

I love green vegetables: [Sent a red envelope, please check it on your phone]

I love green vegetables: [Sent a red envelope, please check it on your phone]

I love green vegetables: [Sent a red envelope, please check it on your phone]

Little Twins: [Thank you boss for the red envelope]

Rabbit Blood: What happened to Da Feng Zixuan after that! [comparison]

……

The gaudy pictures and the constantly jumping text made Chen Ke dizzy for a while. He thought, if he knew it earlier, he would let Hualao open his account to mobilize fans.

However, Hualao has a bad temper recently, and he doesn't want to talk to him. He sends out a public opinion report every day and leaves. It's really getting bigger and bigger.

Chen Ke waited for a long time. He felt that if he spoke now, he would definitely be overwhelmed, but what he wanted to say was very important, and he didn't like to repeat it.However, things did not go as Chen Ke wished, more and more fans bubbled up in the group, and more than a dozen pages of records were quickly swiped.

[Administrator] Wufeng: Say something big, big [tears running]

Hui: [Sent a red envelope, please check it on your phone]

Hui: From now on, if you say a word, I will send a red envelope [sprinkle money]

Umbrella Sauce: Is Da Da not here?Still shy (⊙v⊙)

Bell: Say something big, big 1

Yu Xia: Daddy, say something, Daddy 1

……

Under the leadership of Wu Feng, the fans in the group brushed up "Say something big" one after another and lined up neatly.

Chen Ke hesitated for a moment. To be honest, he was quite surprised. He didn't like interacting with strangers before. To him, the fan base was just a large wave of strangers, or a string of chatterboxes in the "Public Opinion Analysis Report". Numbers and graphs.If it wasn't for Zhou Yan, he might never have joined the fan group.Without adding a fan base, he didn't know that there are so many readers who like him.

Ke: Thank you everyone. In fact, I have a heartfelt request. I hope everyone can leave a message under today's anti-theft badge. You can comment on the content of the anti-theft badge, or you can complain. It doesn't matter.

As soon as Chen Ke sent out these words, they were immediately drowned out.

Those who howled, those who sent pictures, those who sent red envelopes, and a few pages of chat records were swiped out in the blink of an eye.

They came late and didn't see Lanke talking, and asked what was going on, Wufeng immediately copied and pasted Chen Ke's words, and posted them over and over again for everyone to see, and some fans followed Wufeng's reposting of Chen Ke's words.

Suifeng saw that everyone was having trouble brushing, so he directly changed the group announcement to: All readers, please pay attention, everyone, before 0:2 tonight, go to the latest anti-theft chapter of "Urban Cultivation: Wastewood Counterattack" to post comments (note that you can only post one [-] Score, otherwise it counts as scoring), comment on the content of the anti-theft chapter, and take a screenshot to the group owner after completion, you can get a red envelope reward.

When Chen Ke saw the group announcement, he immediately tapped on Suifeng, asked him how much his account was, and transferred money to him.

Of course Suifeng refused.

[Administrator] Sui Feng: Although I don't know what happened to Da Da recently, but if I can make a request, I hope Da Da can return to the previous writing state after the incident, because... I really like Feng Zixuan.

Otherwise, Suifeng would not have taken this screen name.

Chen Ke was taken aback, thinking that because of Zhou Yan's matter recently, he really hadn't seriously updated it, and today's anti-theft badge has not been replaced until now.

Ke: OK, I promise you.

[Administrator] Suifeng: I love you [kiss]

Only 10 minutes after Chen Ke's mobilization was sent out, jj's program brother let out a howl: "Did the president touch the server again?? He promised not to touch it this week!"

"Mr. Liu is off work, right?" said the aunt mopping the floor next to her, leaning over to look at the sudden curve on the screen, "Oh my brother, the traffic is good tonight."

"Who knew it would suddenly explode, the code I just wrote, uploaded an error ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Come and let me see," Aunt Mopping scanned the code, "Your line is overflowing."

"What?" The program boy took a closer look, and it turned out that his code was wrong.

However, the sudden increase in traffic continues.

Readers are constantly pouring into jj's "Urban Cultivation: A Waste of Firewood Counterattack" to post comments, and at the same time, hundreds of computers are spinning the little chrysanthemum flower that reads "Comments are being sent", "Damn it!" "" "My red envelope ah ah ah!"...

This is destined to be a sleepless night.

When midnight came, Hualao turned on jj, and counted the number of comments as usual.

He went about his sleepy-eyed routine. After counting the comments one by one, his eyes became wider and wider, and he became more and more energetic. In the end, his entire face was almost pasted on the screen.

What the hell? ?