Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 361 Public Opinion Federal Army

"No matter if he's famous or not, Xia Fan's popularity is really explosive... How long has it been since I've encountered a target worth hunting like this?"

"Let me drive this latest Z cockpit and destroy all the things that Mr. Xia is so proud of one by one..."

He clasped his hands together and flexed his knuckles. Fukuyama's nonchalant demeanor subsided and he became extremely serious.

"For this kind of boy band idol trainee, right from the start, we should slap the universal black label of 'sissy' on his forehead!"

"A beautiful boy appears once in five thousand years? Does District 11 have a history of five thousand years... Go back through all the video materials and search for Xia Fan's 'ugly photos'... There are none? Even if they have to retouch the photos, they will have to retouch them and spread them in the name of fans using water army accounts, leaving passers-by and netizens with the impression of 'ordinary man praising himself'..."

"The ceiling for high notes? Xia Fan's high notes are indeed very high, and his singing is full of emotion. Those who criticized him for tuning his voice have been criticized back. There's no need to argue about this. Just use the rhetoric of 'no representative works' to reduce the popularity."

His hands turned into afterimages, tapping away on the keyboard, and occasionally making "gestures" in the air to call up windows.

"Refreshing the world record for a giant elbow swing... Arranged a troll account to use 'false evidence' to prove that Xia Fan's number of giant elbow swings was edited. At the same time, used the sponsor's resources to get the official account of the Kings World Records to comment, saying that Xia Fan's number of giant elbow swings was recorded and could not be counted without the on-site witness of the record certification officer."

"Abdominal muscles... Such a boring topic can also be on the hot search, and gain so many fans? It's like no skinny person has abdominal muscles... Arrange a few fitness coaches and big Vs to criticize Xia Fan's body from a professional perspective, saying that there is 'no trace of training'..."

"High-speed rap... This is easy. Invite a few second- and third-tier rappers, and have them record a freestyle segment to criticize Xia Fan's rap... Rappers are cheap anyway, so it doesn't matter if you hire a few more..."

"The Celestial Dragons...stirring up the emotions of District 11 and the sovereign country is too politically sensitive to make a big deal out of. Based on previous precedents, it might help him get more overseas votes, so let's give up for now."

Under Fushan's calm analysis and real-time command, dense keyboard sounds rang out in the cubicle, gradually drowning out the entire office.

"Next, it's Xia Fan's 'rap lyrics' that reveal the inside story of the industry... This guy is not only affecting our cake, but also the vested interests in the entire 'boy group idol industry chain'..."

"Immediately edit the script, let the trainees who participated in the "Idol Birth Festival" and other talent shows speak, use their own experiences to prove the 'fairness' of the talent shows, secretly guide fans to criticize Xia Fan's 'irresponsible' remarks, and accuse him of using Yayoi Tsuki to hype his popularity..."

"For the popularity rankings, increase the internal votes. The sponsor requires Xia Fan to fall out of ninth place within three days. After that, we just need to let the top nine trainees take turns to vote and 'guard the gate'."

Under the professional "data assembly line" operation of Tianren Network, malicious comments, marketing accounts, rumors, ugly pictures, and research articles about Xia Fan's hot searches emerged like mushrooms after a rain, sweeping the entire Internet like a wave.

"Huh, the first phase of the operation should be about done..."

"This Xia Fan, he actually dominated so many trending searches by himself, he is really a troublesome guy... Unfortunately, you met a professional..."

After arranging all this, Fukuyama skillfully took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator at the bottom of the cockpit and moistened his dry lips.

"After today's public opinion war, those companies will know that we, Tianren Network, are the strongest 'public opinion federation army' in the industry."

"By then, even the Burning System behind Xia Fan will come to me with money in hand and beg me to show mercy."

Watching the data refreshed in real time, Fushan felt that everything was under his control as he saw the direction of public opinion begin to reverse in a direction that was unfavorable to Xia Fan under his "invisible hand". …

Three hours later.

"Boss Fukuyama, the execution rate of the first phase of the plan is 85%..."

"Several negative trending searches have been pushed into the top 18 of the topic list. Currently, the proportion of negative public opinion about Xia Fan on the Internet has increased from 57% to %... However, Xia Fan's fan base is growing rapidly, and there is a lot of pressure to publish comments related to him. The marketing accounts, public accounts, and personal accounts that cooperate with him have all increased their quotes..."

"In terms of votes, Yonglai Hairen just surpassed Xia Fan, pushing him to third place... But Xia Fan's fans seem to be very enthusiastic in voting, and the 'internal votes' we consumed exceeded three times our expectations..."

"Several companies cooperated very well and arranged for active idols to speak out to prove that the talent show system they participated in was very fair, in order to refute the nonsense that Xia Fan was 'suppressed'..."

Like a mecha pilot, Fukuyama, wearing a protective helmet and lying flat in the zero-gravity cockpit, heard the members' reports in his ears.

"The sponsor said there is no upper limit. We don't need to worry about the price and resources..."

"Very good. This operation is much more efficient than usual. When the sponsor makes the final payment, I will give you a separate bonus!"

Looking at the window in front of him, Fushan smiled sinisterly as he saw that Xia Fan's popularity and votes had "cooled down" as expected.

"To the villain in the shadows, the boy standing in the sun is as clean and fragile as a piece of toilet paper..."

"So, in this world, whether it is 'right' or 'wrong', or 'justice', it is ultimately decided by the 'adults'."

"I once dreamed of becoming a top driver, but in the end, I could only rot in the dark network, lonely and moldy..."

After stretching, Fukuyama took off his helmet and adjusted the cockpit angle...

Just now I mentioned "toilet paper", and my bladder, which had been carrying too many bottles of Coke, began to strongly urge him to go to the toilet.

"Boss, it's not good!"

"A professional fitness blogger listed the data based on Xia Fan's practice status and dancing level in the show, combined with the difficulty analysis of the giant swing and Thomas movements, as well as the condition of his abdominal muscles and body fat percentage, and certified that his physical fitness has reached the 'level of top athletes'!"

"This article was forwarded crazily by fans, who said Xia Fan was an 'athlete held back by his idol'. We were criticized for labeling him 'sissy' and criticizing his figure..."

"Also, those dozens of ugly photos that Xia Fan's fans worked so hard to create were sent to a third-party agency, which issued a certification report that 'there are a lot of traces of photo editing', and also attached the source of the original photos for comparison. Those accounts that pretended to be fans and spread the information were also stripped of their identities and labeled as 'black fans'!"

When Fushan came out of the toilet feeling relaxed, the employee at the next workstation came hurried over to report.

(End of this chapter)