King of Special Effects

Because he drank a little wine last night, Zhuo Baiwei didn't wake up until noon. Looking at his phone, there were more than a dozen missed calls and many unread news reminders.

Open WeChat, there are many messages from the company's employees.

"Mr. Zhuo, all the platform news of our company can't be published, and some themes that have been published in the past have all disappeared."

"Weibo lost 3 million fans, leaving less than 100,000 followers."

"The amount of attention on the Zhiyin platform is decreasing, and it has already dropped by half."

"The number of followers on the three major online video platforms has decreased by two million."

"The popularity of Tieba has weakened, and it is the lowest in history."

Below these messages were screenshots of the background interface of each platform. Zhuo Baiwei's drowsiness disappeared in an instant. He hurriedly turned on the computer. After it started normally, he logged into the company's official Weibo, and the remaining fans were less than 100,000.

Looking at the background of other online platforms, all of them, as reported by the employees, have seen the lowest reduction in attention in history, and every time they refresh, there will be tens of hundreds of reductions in attention.

"Damn, what's going on?"

The operation of self-media depends on attention and page views. Without these attention, what can we do to maintain it?

Seeing this situation, Zhuo Baiwei couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He first called Weibo's customer service to ask if there was some system problem on the website that caused such data to be generated, and now whether Weibo dynamics can't be posted After going out, even the video on the Zhiyin platform cannot be updated.

Of course, the reply he got was that there is no problem with the platform, and unfollowing is a spontaneous behavior of all users.

Zhuo Buwei didn't believe what he said, how could there be millions of users unfollowing in one night?

However, now this problem is in front of me, and the attention of all platforms seems to have disappeared in an instant.

Zhuo Baiwei didn't have time to think about it, and rushed directly to the company without even changing his clothes.

The company is now in a mess, and the number of views on its self-operated website has hit a record low. Some advertising partners saw Zhuo Buwei's fans' attention so low early in the morning, and they called to ask what happened.

Two advertising companies that had just cooperated even came here directly to ask for a refund of the advertising fee.

Zhuo Baiwei worked hard to stabilize these people, and then discussed with several website maintenance personnel of the company what was going on.

"Mr. Zhuo, the data on our website today is very strange. Although the number of page views is the lowest in history, the number of followers has reached a record high, with a full 200 million followers."

"What? 200 million?" Zhuo Baiwei looked at the background, and the long series of numbers did not seem to be fake: "Could this be the virtual result of some loopholes in the website?"

"We have checked that the 200 million is indeed the number of real users' attention, and so far, no loopholes have been found on the website. We rented Ali's server, and the security performance is guaranteed."

Zhuo Buwei is even more puzzled. The popularity of other platforms has dropped so sharply. Why does this website, which is usually the least popular, have such a surge in data?

"How about the topic about Yi Yang that was posted a few days ago? How is the situation?"

"All the materials that have been released are only on the website, and all other platforms have disappeared inexplicably, and the topics on Weibo don't even have topics from a few years ago."

"It's really strange." Zhuo Baiwei put his hands on his hips: "Call and ask the customer service of each platform to find out what's going on. It doesn't matter if the number of fans drops. Why do the topics we posted before disappear?"

"Also, ask other colleagues if this has happened."

A little girl came over with a mobile phone: "Mr. Zhuo, the attention on Weibo seems to have picked up."

"What?" Zhuo Baiwei took his mobile phone and looked at the background. Just now at home, he saw that there were only less than 100,000 followers, and now there are more than 3 million followers. fans, it should be something wrong with the online platform.”

The little girl took the phone and refreshed the background again, and the data she saw surprised her again: "Mr. Zhuo, you have 10 million followers."

"What's going on?" Zhuo Baiwei took the phone over again, looked at the number on it, and felt a little bit in his heart: "It's only a few seconds, how come it's increased by another 10 million?"

"I do not know!"

Zhuo Buwei refreshed again: "Now it is 50 million."

"Seventy million···"

"My God, is there something wrong with this Weibo?"

"Mr. Zhuo, 80 million, we have 80 million fans!" The little girl said in surprise, "A lot of fans!"

80 million fans, the data that many people dream of, but Zhuo Baiwei is not happy at all.

Another young man said again: "Mr. Zhuo, the bosom friend fans have returned, and they have increased by ten million."

"The attention of the three major online video platforms has also picked up, and now the combined data of the three platforms has 8 million followers."

"Mr. Zhuo, the popularity of the post bar has picked up, and the number of people joining the group has tripled."

This series of data went down for a while and went up for a while, which really made Zhuo Baiwei confused about what was going on.

Although the amount of attention has now risen back, and it is still so high, but if something goes wrong, there must be a monster, and Zhuo Baiwei has a very bad premonition.

"Can the new development be posted?"

"Not yet!"

"That's really weird."

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Half an hour later, the attention of Zhuo Buwei's official accounts on various online platforms reached a new height. Looking at the data that is increasing at any time, Zhuo Buwei really can't figure it out.

Since a few years ago, Zhuo Baiwei started his business by breaking the news about some celebrities in the entertainment industry, and offended many people.

Zhuo Buwei, who is known as the 'supervisor of the entertainment industry', has never been so disturbed.

Sitting on a leather chair in the office, flipping through the computer in front of him, soon the computer crashed and automatically restarted, and the phone also started to start by itself.

He moved the mouse: "Why is it crashing again, be careful Loli, what the hell?"

After more than ten seconds, the phone enters the startup screen, and automatically unlocks, enters the encrypted photo album, and the pictures are automatically turned out.

Zhuo Baiwei hurriedly wanted to pick up the phone, but the moment he got close to the phone, a strong electric current swept through his body, making him withdraw his hand subconsciously.

At the same time, the computer starts up automatically, enters the main page, and each network platform automatically starts up, and the company's accounts log in one by one.

Weibo, Zhiyin, the three major video platforms, and several well-known domestic media news websites...

All the online platforms used by Zhuobuwei to hype various topics are all automatically logged in like a master, and automatically enter the interface for editing new content.

Seeing the photos on the phone appear in these editing interfaces, Zhuo Baiwei immediately understood what was going to happen.

He moved the mouse again, but a familiar electric current made him dare not act rashly again.

"Shut down!" He lowered his head to touch the host, and there was another electric current: "Damn it!"

"Close the main gate!" Zhuo Baiwei hurriedly got up and pressed the power switch in the office, and the computer screen went black instantly.

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