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A week later.

Salty Fish Video Homepage.

A huge banner with the character "GG" was hung in the most conspicuous position.

[The First Salty Fish Cup Parody Video Creation Contest!]

[Total prize money exceeds one million! Come and claim it!]

Click on the banner.

It is a separate page.

The page has an extremely flashy style, with a bright red and yellow color scheme that is blinding.

In the middle is a huge playback box.

The video of Zhuge Liang, personally produced by Yu Le, was playing on a loop inside.

Below is a dense list of download links for resource packs.

Not only is there Zhuge Liang, but also Rong Momo from "Princess Pearl" pricking people with needles, and Tang Sanzang from "Journey to the West" reciting the Tightening Spell.

Even the theme song from the evening news program was used.

This event was launched.

The entire internet exploded.

Tianya Forum, Mop Community, and BBS forums of various universities.

Everyone's talking about this outrageous match.

[Salted Fish Video knows about the underworld, what kind of crap is this?]

Holy crap! That Zhuge Liang video had me laughing so hard I almost fell over! My roommate watched it and now he's calling everyone a "shameless person"! He's beyond saving!

[A 100,000 yuan bonus?! Brothers, don't stop me, I'm going for it!]

[The footage of Rong Momo is so captivating, I've already got some inspiration!]

With a generous reward.

The creativity of Chinese netizens has been fully unleashed.

In just three days.

The number of submissions to the "ghostly" (parody/meme) section has exceeded 10,000.

Various modified videos are emerging one after another.

There's a clip that combines Rong Momo's needle pricks with Michael Jackson's moonwalk.

There are videos that combine Tang Sanzang chanting sutras with heavy metal rock music.

The entire sector was in complete chaos.

The backend data of Xianyu Video has once again exploded.

Daily active users have doubled.

The server alarms kept going off.

The people in the technical department worked three consecutive all-nighters, and their hair was falling out in clumps.

Wang Luochuan held the freshly released data report, his hands trembling with excitement.

He stormed into Yu Le's office.

"Boss! It's blown up! It's completely blown up!"

Wang Luochuan slammed the report on the table.

"The daily average views in the 'ghostly' (parody/meme) section have surpassed 30 million! User dwell time has increased by 40%! Now the entire internet is using our memes!"

.....

the other side.

LeEco headquarters.

Mr. Jia sat behind his large desk, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

On the computer screen in front of him was the parody section of Xianyu Video.

In the scene, Rong Momo is holding a needle and frantically pricking Ziwei to the beat of a beat.

A barrage of comments appeared: "Good shot!" "One more!"

"This is utterly ridiculous!"

Mr. Jia slammed his hand on the table.

The teacup on the table jumped slightly from the impact.

"How can so many people watch such vulgar and boring stuff?"

The operations director, standing in front of his desk, kept his head down, barely daring to breathe.

"Mr. Jia." The operations director wiped his sweat.

"Xianyu Video's move is ruthless. They've used this low-cost UGC content to siphon all the traffic. The legitimate dramas we pay a lot of money for are completely ignored."

Mr. Jia loosened his tie.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"How's it going on Tudou.com?"

"Tudou.com is in an even worse situation," the operations director replied.

"They originally did video sharing. But all the users went to Xianyu Video to make parodies. Tudou's daily active users are now less than a fraction of Xianyu's."

Mr. Jia leaned back in his chair.

I rubbed my throbbing temples.

"Salted fish entertainment. Leisure time."

He kept repeating those two names to himself.

I used to think that video websites were competing on capital and copyright.

Who would have thought that this guy wouldn't play by the rules at all?

Bullet comments.

Ghost beast.

These unheard-of things have directly muddied the waters of the entire industry.

"Go." President Jia opened his eyes.

"Contact several investment institutions. We must speed up the fundraising process. Before Xianyu Video completely dominates the copyright market, we need to buy up all the old dramas on the market."

"He can do his crooked tricks. We'll stick to the right path. I refuse to believe these netizens can watch those crazy videos forever!"

The operations director nodded in agreement and turned to leave the office.

Mr. Jia looked at the computer screen again.

Rong Momo was still giving her acupuncture.

That mesmerizing rhythm was like a hammer, pounding against his nerves again and again.

He closed the webpage in frustration.

Out of sight, out of mind.

In a rented room.

A young man is staring at a computer screen.

His name is Huang Xu.

He is a college graduate who just graduated from junior college.

I studied film and television post-production.

I've been looking for a job for months, but all my resumes have disappeared without a trace.

I can barely afford to pay next month's rent.

On the screen is the page for the Salted Fish Video Parody Contest.

A prize of 100,000 yuan.

These words seemed to possess a magical power, captivating his gaze.

Huang Xu rubbed his hands together.

Click the download link for the resource pack.

"It's just editing, right? I'm a professional!"

He dragged the downloaded footage into the editing software.

Put on your headphones.

Begin frame-by-frame analysis.

"Zhuge Liang is too ordinary. Rong Momo has been overused."

He swiped the mouse and stopped on a piece of material.

That was the police and gangster drama that swept the country last year—"Conquest".

In the scene, Liu Huaqiang, played by Sun Honglei, is riding a motorcycle and stops in front of a melon stall.

Huang Xu's eyes lit up, and a mischievous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Qiang, I'm so sorry!"

His hands flew across the keyboard.

He uses keyboard shortcuts like lightning.

Cut, speed change, and pitch adjustment.

It lasted all night.

The only sounds in the basement were the clicks of a mouse and a keyboard.

The next morning.

The first rays of sunlight streamed in through the narrow window of the basement.

Huang Xu unplugged his headphones.

His eyes were bloodshot, but he was in high spirits.

He pressed play.

on the screen.

Liu Huaqiang looked fierce as he pointed at the watermelon.

"Is this melon guaranteed to be ripe?"

Followed by.

A burst of explosive bass sounded, and the visuals began to go crazy and distort in sync with the rhythm.

"Is it ripe? Is it ripe? Is it ripe? Is it ripe?"

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you! Looking for trouble! Looking for trouble! Aren't you!"

Magnet, watermelon knife, electronic scale.

All the props were turned into musical instruments.

In particular, Huang Xu edited Liu Huaqiang's final stabbing motion into a super high-frequency vibration of ten times per second, which, combined with the catchy misheard lyrics of "Sarilang," created a powerful visual and auditory impact.

"Perfect."

Huang Xu slumped into the chair.

This is simply the art of violence.

Export the video.

Log in to your Xianyu video account.

Click Upload.

Title: [All-Star Highlights] Huaqiang Buys Melons, Guaranteed to Replace If They're Unripe!

Click Publish.

The progress bar is complete.

Huang Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

He lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

What he didn't know was.

this video.

Within the next 24 hours.

The video shows the entire salted fish being slaughtered.

And it sparked a frenzy across the internet called "Guaranteed Ripe".