He fiercely criticized the Manchu scholar clique and the twelve emperors of the Qing Dynasty.

Push open the dormitory door.

Yang Wei was still nowhere to be seen. Zhao Shuyao casually took off his sports jacket and hung it on the back of his chair, pulled out the chair and sat down, pressing the power button on the computer host without hesitation.

Without reaching for a water glass, he placed his right hand directly on the mouse, his eyes fixed on the gradually lighting screen. The video targeting the diva that was posted last night had, after a whole night of fermentation, now the online atmosphere should have completely exploded.

Double-click the browser icon, enter the URL of the Toutiao creator backend, and press Enter.

The page redirects after a half-second white screen.

Zhao Shuyao's gaze habitually shifted to the data column in the upper right corner. The moment he saw the row of numbers, his fingers holding the mouse suddenly paused, and his body even involuntarily leaned forward.

This is an extremely outrageous number.

Single video views: 12.3 million.

Number of reposts: 84,000.

Comment count: Exceeded the 100,000 limit, displayed as "100,000+".

Zhao Shuyao gasped. Although mobile internet has begun to penetrate deeper into rural areas, the fact that a video that relies solely on linguistic logic and has no special effects or borderline content could garner tens of millions of views overnight can only be explained by one thing: the fan culture of the entertainment industry and the hardcore research of the historical community have undergone an extremely intense chemical reaction, completely breaking through their respective niches.

The gaze continued to pan, landing on the most important section: yesterday's estimated earnings.

Zhao Shuyao's pupils contracted slightly.

"14560.8 yuan."

He read out the five numbers one by one, staring at the screen for a full ten seconds. Then, he leaned back in his chair, raised his right hand to rub his aching temples, and suddenly burst into laughter in the quiet dormitory.

The laughter was exceptionally clear, carrying a sense of unbridled joy accumulated over two lifetimes.

Fourteen thousand yuan—in an era when most recent graduates are still squeezing onto buses for a few thousand yuan in internship wages, he earned it all in one night with just a few minutes of video and by pointing out other people's logical errors.

In my past life, I earned a few thousand dollars a month working late into the night researching and writing drafts, and I was constantly being criticized and suppressed. But now? I strip these vested interests bare and rub them in the ground. This satisfies my desires, vents my anger, and allows me to make a fortune.

Is there any business in the world more exciting than this?

"Since everyone's so supportive," Zhao Shuyao's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile as he heavily tapped the left mouse button, "then I'll see what everyone thinks."

Click to enter the video's comment section details page.

At the very top, marked by the system as the "Number One Hot Comment" and with over 90,000 likes, is an extremely eye-catching long post by an ID named "Chu Tiankuo".

Zhao Shuyao enlarged the text and read it word by word.

This netizen's comment exudes a meticulous style reminiscent of veteran cadres in period dramas: "This video is very objective and of high quality. Regarding this matter, firstly, I want to objectively point out that the diva made a serious mistake when answering the reporter's questions!"

"What era are we living in? When did we ever have the Eight Banners system again? Now we only have the Manchu people. Don't bring out that feudal dregs from over a hundred years ago to show off your superiority in modern society. Talking about the so-called 'orthodox Eight Banners' in public is the most serious mistake, and an error that absolutely cannot be ignored or tolerated!"

"Secondly, in a field you don't understand, you are a student, no matter how famous you are. History is an extremely serious subject. You should maintain a humble attitude to learn about things you don't understand, instead of making empty comments like 'I don't really think about it' just because you are famous."

"Thirdly, we should also give basic respect to strangers, instead of treating them with contempt in front of the camera like you did."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Shuyao nodded repeatedly. The logic was extremely sound, practically a sharp sword intertwined with morality and political correctness. However, as he continued reading, the comment took a sharp turn and directly attacked him.

"Finally, regarding Comrade Zhao Shuyao's video response, I think it needs improvement. You yourself said that you are a cultured person. Since you are cultured, shouldn't you demonstrate the breadth of mind and cultivation of a cultured person?"

"Although you didn't use profanity, your words were full of cultural attacks against people, which is very inappropriate. I suggest that Comrade Zhao Shuyao pay close attention to this."

"puff--"

Zhao Shuyao couldn't hold back any longer. He sat in his gaming chair and burst into an extremely unrestrained pig-like laugh. This wasn't some netizen who came to watch the drama unfold; it was clearly an old comrade from the inspection team who came to hold an organizational meeting. He was criticizing everyone equally, and his criticisms were so reasonable, well-founded, and righteous.

With the mouse hovering over the reply section, Zhao Shuyao didn't hesitate at all. His ten fingers flew across the keyboard as he gave a top-notch response with an extremely formal attitude.

"Thank you for your serious criticism, comrade. Your opinions are very pertinent, and I have received them all. In the future, when popularizing historical truths, I will definitely try my best to control my emotions, resolutely correct my attitude problems, and do my best to ensure that my criticisms are not sarcastic. I hope that my comrades can supervise me very strictly in the future!"

After pressing Enter, Zhao Shuyao could even imagine the stunned expression on the old comrade's face as he held his teacup when he saw the reply.

Refreshing the page, the reply immediately received thousands of likes and was followed by comments praising "Teacher Zhao's sarcastic remarks have reached a new level."

In high spirits, Zhao Shuyao continued scrolling down the mouse wheel. The second tier of comments was almost entirely composed of long reviews that were completely convinced by the video's logic, representing the most genuine sense of identification among today's young people.

"Our entire dorm watched Zhao's video on our knees. Before, we only thought the diva sang well, and we never thought there was anything wrong with her 'genuine personality' during the interview. But after this logic was broken down today, it's not genuine personality at all, it's just being ill-mannered and uncultured. Well done, senior!"

"That's so satisfying! I've seen the screenshots of those county gazetteers that Teacher Zhao looked up. The things the Manchus did during those decades after entering the Central Plains were absolutely horrific, and yet people in the entertainment industry just brushed it all off with a casual 'every dynasty made contributions'? Do they really think the internet has no memory? I support Teacher Zhao; these cultural compradors' masks must be torn off!"

"Amazing! Not a single swear word was used throughout. The phrase 'didn't graduate from junior high' caused real harm. This is how we history students should be. We should not only state the facts but also have the integrity to crush the logic of scoundrels."

"The person upstairs is right. Without destruction, there can be no construction. The entertainment industry these days takes itself too seriously. They really think they can arbitrarily rewrite history just because they control the narrative. Teacher Zhao is setting rules for us ordinary people. History cannot be used to embellish our image!"

Looking at these insightful comments, Zhao Shuyao's eyes flashed with confidence. The public has become more aware; this generation of netizens is not as easily fooled as those self-righteous public intellectuals and celebrities imagine. As long as you put the most authentic facts and the clearest logic on the table, they will naturally know which side to stand on.

Of course, the public discourse is never one-way.

As I continued scrolling down, sure enough, the comment section of the third tier had become the domain of the diva's fervent fans, who were using extremely uniform rhetoric in an attempt to salvage their idol's reputation.

"A degree doesn't mean a lack of culture. Does our diva's status in the Chinese music scene need further proof? You're just a nobody who's only been popular for two days. What right do you have to judge her cultural background? It's laughable!"

"Exactly, that's what you call true to your character. You wouldn't stoop to arguing with someone like you who's just trying to ride your coattails. What are you showing off with a few lousy books? No matter how many books you've read, do you have a hit song that's popular all over the country?"

"Take our sister away! This blogger is a complete scoundrel, sowing discord and deliberately creating ethnic conflict. We suggest the authorities immediately ban this account!"

Zhao Shuyao looked at these pale comments that only focused on "great fame", "riding the wave", and "genuine personality", and his eyes didn't even flicker.

This kind of counterattack is too simplistic.

This is like you're discussing advanced calculus with someone, and they point at you and criticize you for wearing the wrong color socks today; they haven't even established the most basic logic for arguing.

He couldn't even be bothered to reply to these brainless fans.

But soon, Zhao Shuyao discovered an extremely strange phenomenon. Below the comments section of the group of fans who were frantically defending the diva, a group of extremely aggressive accounts suddenly emerged, launching a one-sided massacre against these brainwashed fans.

"Oh, isn't this the Queen's lackey? What's wrong? Your master's used to acting like a big shot on TV, and now she can't stand being given a basic lesson in common sense?"

"Teacher Zhao is absolutely right. Some people think they're artists just because they've sung a few catchy pop songs. They don't even understand other people's articles before spouting nonsense. Teacher Zhao, we will always support you!"

"I support Professor Zhao. He understands history and, even more so, music. 'The Poplars of Kashgar' is a true masterpiece. Some people don't even have the right to comment. Professor Zhao's contribution not only sets a high standard for history circles but also solidifies his status as a master connoisseur in the music world!"

Zhao Shuyao was stunned for half a second, then leaned back in his chair and burst into laughter.

That was a brilliant move. Yesterday, in order to provoke the diva, he deliberately included a compliment to that Western singer at the end of the video.

Unexpectedly, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. The fans of the Western singer, who had been suppressed and wronged by the pop diva group for many years, finally found an outlet for their venting.

They not only came over through the internet, but also smoothly elevated Zhao Shuyao to the status of an "authoritative cultural figure who understands music."

Fandoms clashing, magic defeating magic.

This cross-industry battle, which was sparked by a few historical comments, has now completely transformed into a cyberpunk carnival that deconstructs the privileged class in the entertainment industry. Zhao Shuyao doesn't even need to show his face anymore; these two groups can fight it out in the comments section for a month or two.