Chapter 2
Because she was too tired, Chu Zhao fell asleep after returning to the computer room. Even when the robot came to urge her to renew her subscription at twelve o'clock, she still managed to recharge a quarter of the remaining forty yuan.
Then continue to lie down.
There was no other way. This was the cheapest place she could find to stay. Not counting food, she could at least survive for two days.
But at twelve o'clock, has the recommendation already begun?
Even though he was very sleepy, Chu Zhao opened the website with strength, then looked left and right, and finally found himself in the website that looked like a library.
lv2 Smoke rises. Video 1.
Chu Zhao realized it belatedly and checked the homepage. He felt relieved that he had not sent the wrong video, but also had an inexplicable regret.
In fact, if the person who chose that video wasn't wrong, there would definitely be comments by now. But Chu Zhao had just arrived and didn't want to be checked, so he could only give up with regret.
I calculated the expenses in my mind while refreshing the screen. I became even more worried.
The recommendation is only two hours in total, from 12 to 2 o'clock, which is a good time period and should not be a complete waste of effort, but she just edited a very addictive video, and her second video is so boring no matter how she looks at it.
I can only try my best. Chu Zhao encouraged himself.
Twenty minutes later, I finally saw the first comment: Newcomer? The editing technique is not bad.
Chu Zhao refreshed the page without giving up. That's it? You're just praising the editing skills? You didn't see the plot or the character design later, so you don't have any other thoughts?
Is it only the editing technique that is worthy of praise, or are you still watching and therefore didn’t have time to leave a comment?
Chu Zhao held the phone in his hand and waited anxiously.
Although she herself felt that the second one was just passing, she still stayed up all night, and only received two or three comments at one o'clock.
The guilt towards the original owner and the hopelessness of the future made her so angry that she turned off the cosmic network and went to sleep.
Unexpectedly, just as I buried myself in the jelly table, the holographic projection vibrated.
Chu Zhao covered his ears. Whatever, it must be a news push. After waiting for an hour, how could it be a new viewer!
After a moment, she gritted her teeth, but still raised her head and swore that if it weren't for the audience's comments, she would not have opened the damn holographic web page all night.
She never expected that just as she opened the holographic network and before she had time to look at it, countless messages popped up in an instant, turning into barrages that quickly passed by.
Chu Zhao only saw a series of exclamation marks:
Ahhhhhhh, why is this kind of thing released only now!
Chu Zhao opened his eyes wide and instinctively went to watch the video, and was surprised to find that the video, which had only a few dozen views at one o'clock, now had over a hundred views, and there were even a few sporadic comments below it.
You have to know that the anchor in the same recommended position as her only has a few thousand fans and broadcasts live, but now it only has a few hundred views. Compared with him, her result is already very good!
More viewers went straight to her homepage and left much more intense comments, filling Chu Zhao’s retinas:
Ahhhh why can’t I save the next episode?!
Is this the author? Why is there no video on the homepage? I want to watch (cry) (cry)
The video does not have the Universe Network watermark. It should have been leaked from somewhere else.
Ahhhhh let me watch it again!
Woohoo, it’s so tear-jerking, please post the video, please post the next episode!
The comments were so colorful that Chu Zhao was almost blinded. What Chu Zhao was more concerned about was the comment that mentioned the watermark.
Chu Zhao's excited heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Because she was too sleepy, she didn't add a watermark to the second video. She only posted the first one because she couldn't bear to delete it.
Chu Zhao's heart began to tremble: No way?
Then I opened the homepage and everything went dark.
It just said: Jingwei 001 is being processed. During this period, the follow and follow commands cannot be completed. Please wait patiently.
She was targeted by this world's artificial intelligence!
Xia Liu is a student majoring in mental power and diversified data stream interaction. At twelve o'clock, when all her roommates had gone to bed, she was still biting a virtual pen and pondering over her homework. As a result, she found that the community she followed suddenly became lively.
Someone shared an encrypted link and urged them mysteriously: "Hurry up! This is the end of the recording. Look! It will be gone soon!"
A question mark popped up in Xia Liu’s head. What?
Because this person had played with her several times before, she muttered a few words and clicked on it, and her sea of consciousness captured some images.
Before the C-level mental power could process everything, Xia Liu was shocked by the scene in front of him:
A man in dark blue military uniform walked into a valley of flowers.
Above my head, white morning glories intertwined with vines and leaves, reaching upwards, into the wilderness, into the dark night. In the moonlight, the white morning glories seemed to contain a bright white light.
The bright white light first swept across the sky, then fell
Then, as the picture swayed, it turned gently, and like dewdrops, it dripped onto the medal on the shoulder of the military uniform. In an instant, the silver light outlined the long sword.
The cloak was draped over the long grass, stained with dew.
Xia Liu held her breath.
The man who was always decisive in killing people had long fingers and wore black gloves, but his steps suddenly slowed down. His military boots landed on the grass.
The next moment, the camera moves from his trembling eyelashes and suddenly tightening throat to a lake.
There was a sudden silence all around.
In the lake, he saw Ying Ying's military uniform. She had the same rank as him, and was just as unquestionable and intimidating.
But she was sleeping in the middle of the lake.
His black hair was spread out, and his body was covered in blood.
He thrust out his hand—
With a "crash" sound!
Xia Liu suddenly woke up, and was in a trance for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses and joined the community with others to ask:
"What's going on down there?!"
"Ahhhhh why is it just this little bit!"
"What is this? Tell me what this is!"
Xia Liu felt itchy and unconsciously copied the link, saved the file and downloaded it quickly. Then he clicked on it and felt a pang in his heart.
"This link has been temporarily blocked."
Xia Liu threw the virtual pen down.
Damn it, Jingwei is as efficient as ever today! She closed her eyes, but the scene from just a few seconds kept replaying in her mind, making her heart beat fast.
The optical brain even popped up a health warning.
Looking through the group again, many people are like her and can no longer sleep. Someone tagged the first person who shared:
Why do some people only share half of it?
Is there no other way to save it?
I have a bold idea. Since one of the protagonists is Marshal Ying, then the other one...
Xia Liu's heart skipped a beat, and her instinct made her quickly think of another person, but she was too timid to speak casually. After all, those two were important people in the military.
Although the alliance is now stable and the military has been trying to become more people-friendly in recent years, the people's awe of them cannot be eliminated in a short time.
Even in the recent election of the Nebula leader, the replacement option won by an overwhelming majority of votes over the non-replacement option. They long for a leader who is not so majestic and terrifying.
Xia Liu covered his chest with his notebook. When he could no longer bear it, he held the virtual pen, turned off all the Internet functions, and began to sketch with small movements.
On the way, I thought of a watermark that was the color of moonlight, and my mind was moved.
Chu Zhao was numb, she was completely numb.
Although the other party had a completely different accent when she called the brain-computer restart window and said perfunctorily that he would help her ask, Chu Zhao now almost understood: Interstellar privacy insurance is still very! necessary!
At least now, she! A new anchor who had been recommended for an hour without any movement, and now the number of comments has soared to several hundred, just because the waste video she edited before was leaked! Now she is being targeted by artificial intelligence!
As for how the brain-computer restart window leaked the scrap film and spread it to hundreds of people who found his homepage, Chu Zhao didn't know either.
Even some of the "materials" she saved when she was editing the video. Chu Zhao's head buzzed, and when she instinctively realized that she had leaked it, she wanted to go to the editing office and delete the video and materials.
It’s not just her homepage that was blocked, but all the doors as well.
Knowing that the recommendation would end in fifteen minutes, Chu Zhao's thoughts became, it's over, just wait to die.
The light brain made a soft beeping sound, and Chu Zhao tried to grab the jelly with his head. He wanted to hit his head against it and die.
She clutched at the fruitless holographic projection screen in grief and anger.
Why! There is really not one! The most recent search results are still a few bold discussions under my own live broadcast name! No matter how you look at it, it seems like the first bird to stick its head out will be shot!
And she's the only one!
She wouldn't take her original self to prison on the third day after she came here, would she? Chu Zhao was so frightened by his own association that his eyes widened.
I thought that they might torture them severely or even let the two parties come.
Chu Zhao now wants to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.
In the original world, she edited the photos of entertainment stars, and she knew they needed the attention. But this time, after editing, she realized that they were military generals.
The ideas she was educated with since childhood made her not know how to face others. Even the fear of being arrested had to be put aside.
The holographic projection with the reminder turned on was still vibrating.
Originally, she should have turned it off for the sake of her heart. But maybe because she couldn't delete it, she even felt a little less anxious after listening to these comments.
Look at it from a bright side. At least someone likes what she cuts.
Chu Zhao closed his eyes. The person involved might not be sure.
It was not until the recommendation alarm rang that she looked at the homepage with despair. As expected, because of Jingwei's "attention", her account was locked, and her fans were still only a dozen or so.
But she glanced away with dull eyes.
Chu Zhao sat up in shock from her dying illness, and read the message over and over again in disbelief, and then:?! Someone actually gave her a hundred virtual coins?!
Jingwei's attention only prohibits the account from following and being followed, while rewards and comments are not prohibited. However, perhaps because Jingwei's icon is too eye-catching, many messages are not as outrageous as before, and many people do not even dare to leave a mark.
But because of these 100 virtual coins, Chu Zhao knew that many people were paying attention to her editing, and many people were not afraid of Jingwei, the artificial intelligence.
Chu Zhao sobbed and almost cried with emotion.
Before he could even cling to the financial sponsor, the annoying holographic projection lit up again.
The agent seemed to have misunderstood something and was furious. He was furious: "What's going on? Didn't I say that I would arrange a recommendation for you when the company was free? Why did you get your account blocked?!"
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