Based on objective and reasonable analysis, people who are well versed in data are certain that it is impossible for Qu Suihuan's fans to forward millions of messages within twelve hours.
Voices of ridicule could not help but arise upon hearing the news.
[Come, let's see the strength of the top streamers. Don't buy water. I will record the screen for twelve hours without interruption to keep evidence. ]
[Based on the data of several top stars in the domestic entertainment industry over the past three months, the possibility of Qu Suihuan’s fans completing the task is zero. ]
[These wealthy local tyrants don’t like to do data, right? They are so high up, what qualifications do you common people have to compare with them? ]
[I think everyone should stop arguing, Qu Suihuan has a natural tendency to get slapped in the face, and so do her fans.]
There were waves of laughter, and many people followed suit to watch the fun.
Qu Suihuan’s fans become stronger when facing a stronger opponent, emergency assembly!
The leading fans stepped forward and started brainwashing.
——[Qu Suihuan’s brain-dead fans: I didn’t want to bother with the rubbish production team, but I can’t bear to see Qu Suihuan being laughed at. If you can’t get one million in twelve hours, don’t sleep.]
——【Huanmen is your father: I will not make steamed buns for the sake of dignity, I must get these one million reposts.】
——【Happy Every Year: Retweet Weibo, 1 cent for each one, I will donate the money to charity.】
At the command, Qu Suihuan's fans united again, to the point of not sleeping.
From ten thousand to one hundred thousand, and from one hundred thousand to two hundred thousand, each one of them seemed to have eaten dynamite.
Time flies.
The night recedes and the dawn comes.
At this moment, there are still two hours left until the end.
But Qu Suihuan’s fans only forwarded it 600,000 times overnight!
It can't be completed, it can't be completed at all...
Due to too many reposts, many accounts have been blocked, and the number of people who can repost will decrease.
All major forums reported the situation in real time, and the ridicule that filled the screen was as loud as a slap in the face.
It was also at this time that someone went to the place where elementary school students loved to gather and posted something.
#Repost this song Sui Huan to avoid homework#
#Repost this song to get extra points on the exam#
This blog post spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred, and in the blink of an eye, it slaughtered the elementary school students' space.
Boom! It’s incredible!
The elementary school students who were in their second year of middle school were completely blown away.
Just shout in the QQ space and the whole class will take action.
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Register now!
At this moment, there is only one hour left in the countdown, and there are still 300,000 forwardings to be completed.
The army of primary school students rushed to the scene in unison, and in a moment, the forwarding area was immediately overwhelmed.
[(Hook fingers~) Class xx of xx Primary School is here to support my sister Huan, why don’t you try to touch her? ]
[Who dares to talk about my sister Huan? You don’t want to hang around in East Street anymore, right?! ]
[My mother gives me fifty yuan pocket money every day. I will support Sister Huanhuan. (Love bunny launches~)]
[Today, we, the seven warriors of the Warring States Period, swore in Sister Huan’s forwarding section that we would not ask to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but to die on the same day of the same month of the same year.]
[Please help Sister Huan forward this. My father bought me imported high-end chocolate from the United States. I can share it with you (kawaii jpg).]
Everyone was stunned by the scene of demons dancing wildly.
In just one hour, 100,000, 200,000, 300,000 reposts...
Finished ahead of schedule!!!
Numb, completely numb...
The participation of primary school students and the shock of the onlookers raised Qu Suihuan's expectations to the maximum.
Everyone is waiting to be revealed.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, the program team revealed Qu Suihuan's wish.
It was clearly written on it:
——The wish is that everyone can not only dance with a broom, but also sweep the streets clean at the same time.
All staff: ???
[That's it? That's it? That's it? ]
[@Phoenix Yufei program team, you are such a jerk! Go to hell! ]
[It's so funny, Qu Suihuan's fans worked so hard to repost the post all night, and all they got in return was the wish to sweep the streets, hahahaha. ]
[How does it feel to be backstabbed by your idol? Hehe, Qu Suihuan’s fans must have experienced this. ]
[This kind of person still has fans? He doesn't care about his fans at all. I suggest banning him directly. ]
In the blink of an eye, the black fans seemed to have regained their ground and started clamoring again.
But they overlooked one thing.
Elementary school fans have not yet withdrawn from the battlefield!
Arguing is not polite for adults, but for primary school students, it means being loyal!
[Try to curse me again? If you dare, let's have a fight offline?]
[If you want to scold Sister Huan, scold me first. I rely on her (fist)]
[Do you know Paramecium? You don’t need to know because you don’t have a mother. ]
[How can you scold Sister Huanhuan? She works so hard, I will write about her in my composition, just wait for me, (hum~)]
The unruly primary school student was so unreasonable that his haters were exhausted and felt frustrated for the first time.
When Song Zheng told Qu Suihuan about this, she was also shocked.
But before she had time to quell the war, let alone pay attention to the aftermath of the street sweeping, the anxious filming had already begun.
"Congratulations again to all the contestants who advanced. As a qualified idol, camera sense is particularly important."
"Next we are going to shoot an MV. Please discuss with your teammates and choose an MV theme that suits you."
“If two teams are selected in the same group, a competition will be started and it will be decided by fans’ vote.”
After the program team announced the rules, the theme of the MV slowly emerged on the big screen.
All the contestants looked through them one by one and began to discuss their group's song selection.
Qu Suihuan stood there in a daze, staring at the big screen without moving.
There is an MV theme called "Linjiangxian".
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