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The screen is very bright.

A huge red exclamation mark floats in the center of a glaring white background.

Access to this webpage has been blocked.

There is also a line of smaller text below:

"According to user complaints and Tencent Security Center's detection, the webpage contains content that induces sharing and has been blocked."

Public Relations Department, Weiguang Building.

Deathly silence.

The PR director's phone receiver was still hanging in mid-air, cold sweat trickling down his face and dripping onto the keyboard.

"Boss."

His voice was dry, as if he were swallowing sand.

"It's all broken."

"We've blocked all traffic entry points from Tencent, including WeChat Moments, WeChat groups, and QQ Space."

This is the Wailing Wall.

In 2016, Tencent held the reins of social networking in China's internet landscape.

Being blocked by WeChat is like having your oxygen supply cut off; you can only suffocate and slowly wait to die.

The press release has already been issued.

The title is shocking:

"The dream of social networking is shattered, and Tencent builds a wall of sighs."

"A Short-Lived Carnival: The Five Blessings Collection Event Was Cut in Half After Only Two Hours of Launch."

The wall fell and everyone pushed.

This is the cruelty of business warfare.

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Lin Che sat in the boss's chair.

He stared at the red exclamation mark, his face showing no fear.

in contrast.

A mocking smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"A ban?"

He chuckled softly, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.

"Mr. Ma is still too hasty."

"If he doesn't ban it, I really don't know how to make this fire burn even brighter."

The PR director was stunned.

What time is it? The boss is still smiling.

Lin Che turned around and looked at the technical team behind him.

"Initiate the 'Secret Maneuver' plan."

"WeChat Password" has been launched.

Technical Director Lao Zhou nodded and pressed the Enter key.

Snapped.

A crisp sound.

The background logic of the Weiguang APP switches instantly.

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A male dormitory at a university in Shanghai.

Zhang Wei was holding his phone, scratching his head in frustration.

He held four lucky cards in his hand, but was missing one "Patriotic Lucky Card".

The class monitor just said in the group chat that there were extras, and told him to go and get them quickly.

But the link can't be sent.

"What's going on? Tencent has blocked Weiguang?"

Zhang Wei swore.

Just then, a notification popped up in the Weiguang APP.

"Detected sharing block? No problem, try this."

Copy the code below and send it to your friend.

Below is a string of garbled text:

【Weiguang】￥hG7s...￥ Copy this message, open the Weiguang APP, and win 200 million yuan in cash!

What the hell is this?

Martian language?

With a sense of doubt, Zhang Wei clicked "copy".

He posted this string of gibberish in the dormitory group chat.

"Guys, give this a try."

One second later.

My roommate on the lower bunk copied this message while cursing and opened the Weiguang app.

A miracle happened.

No clicks were made.

The Weiguang APP automatically reads the contents of the clipboard the moment it starts up.

The pop-up window exploded.

"A patriotic blessing gift from a friend has been detected! Do you want to claim it?"

Holy crap!

My roommate jumped out of bed.

"I received it! I really received it!"

"What kind of cutting-edge technology is this?!"

................

This is not just a technological breakthrough.

This is a psychological war.

What was originally a simple click-to-redirect event turned into a ritualistic "underground rendezvous".

This kind of gameplay, which is banned by the authorities but manages to survive despite the ban, instantly hits the sweet spot for young people.

That's rebellion.

That was a challenge to authority.

Just half an hour.

WeChat groups are no longer filled with uniform links.

Instead, it was a jumble of random characters flying everywhere.

¥5kLm...¥

￥9pOq...￥

These meaningless characters, like a virus, spread wildly in Tencent's tightly guarded social network.

They can't understand it.

They can't be sealed off.

Unless Tencent dares to completely block all users' chat history, as long as text can still be transmitted, the faint flame of hope will not be extinguished.

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Shenzhen, Tencent headquarters.

The office of a senior executive.

A delicate bone china teacup was smashed against the wall, spilling tea everywhere.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

The executive pointed at the screen full of gibberish on his phone, his face turning ashen with anger.

"Where are the tech team? Block it! Block all this gibberish too!"

The assistant next to him kept her head down, trembling with fear.

"It can't be sealed off...it can't be sealed off."

"This is randomly generated text. If we censor these characters, users' normal chat will also be affected..."

No solution.

This is a form of dimensional reduction attack.

Lin Che cleverly used the underlying clipboard function of the operating system to forcefully convert WeChat's massive traffic pool into Weiguang's private domain traffic.

You blocked my way.

I'll dig a hole in your foundation.

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Two o'clock in the morning.

Weiguang Building.

Lin Che looked at the big screen.

The curve representing new users, after a brief dip, has started to rise again.

It's even more powerful than before.

Even more outrageous.

The PR director was so excited looking at the latest App Store charts that he was incoherent.

"Boss...you're number one!"

"Weiguang App has surpassed WeChat and climbed to the top of the free app charts!"

Lin Che stood up.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at the brightly lit city.

"A ban?"

He took a coin out of his pocket and flicked it gently into the air.

The coin tumbled and made a pleasant buzzing sound.

"Those are medals awarded to us by our opponents."

"Tell Lao Zhou not to stop the server."

"This is just the appetizer."

Lin Che caught the coin, his eyes cold.

"Tomorrow, I want to make the three characters '敬业福' (Jingye Fu) the most expensive luxury item in all of China."

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