Chapter 395 The soul of Zuan has awakened, Miss Nightingale requests to add you as a friend!
"Broley, it's wrong to kill people, it will cause you to bear the debt of conscience!"
The boy persuaded.
"Conscience debt? What is that, why didn't I feel it?"
Broly looked at him in confusion.
Rentaro Sato originally wanted to say something [because you have never killed anyone], but suddenly realized that when he first met the boy, the other party killed two people because the two guards said bad things about red eyes.
Realizing that he could not use normal human morality to talk to Saiyan boys in another world, he immediately changed his mind.
"Murder may not solve the problem. It may make public opinion worse for Yanzhu. Didn't Sister Mu Geng say it?"
"What should I do? Let others talk nonsense?"
Broly could still listen to his advice. After all, he had never encountered such a thing and did not know whether the current problem could be solved by killing people directly.
"Isn't the Holy Emperor coming to visit Yanzhu? At that time, with the affirmation of the head of state, those news agencies that report randomly will definitely not dare to report randomly."
Rishiki Rentaro thought about it and said.
"I'm fine, as long as everyone is willing to believe me."
When I returned to the classroom and found Lan Yuan Yanzhu, the girl said so.
Her skin has been thicker in recent days and she will no longer blush because of lying.
"Student Lanyuan, the principal is looking for you. Mr. Rishi and His Excellency Broly. If possible, go there together."
The head teacher came over and found Lan Yuan Yanzhu. When he saw that the boy and the boy had not left, he called him.
"I wonder what happened to Principal Yoshida looking for Yanzhu?"
When he entered the principal's office, he found Rentaro and asked directly.
"It's about the dark stuff about the outside world."
The boy's face turned solemn, thinking that he wanted to let Yanzhu drop out of school.
"Please rest assured, our school is willing to issue a clarification statement on its official online social account."
However, what Principal Yoshida said surprised him a little.
But when I think about it carefully, Rida understood that the other party had been talking to the media before, but now he was stabbing them with his back hand and was undoubtedly slapping themselves in the face.
"Our school will contact other parents to prove their innocence for Lan Yuan."
Principal Yoshida came to them to talk about this matter, and there was another thing besides that.
"See Mr. Li, I'm afraid there will be many reporters blocking the school gate to interview Lan Yuan and you. I hope you can stay calm and avoid conflicts with those reporters, such as Mr. Broly's slap... ”
The old principal has heard of the boy's methods, but the method of slapping is feasible in school, but it may not work when facing external media organizations.
If you beat people randomly, it will probably be turned into bigger news.
"If someone interviews, I will tell them directly, I will hit the person, how about it?"
Broly asked.
"I'm afraid it's useless. Those reporters' target is Lan Yuan."
The old principal shook his head, used the laptop in front of him to open a news website, and turned it over and showed the comments below to the people in front of him.
"Now, the matter of Lan Yuan saving and beating people has become in opposition. The news media may wish to make this explosive point more popular. Even if you tell the truth at this time, no one will believe the so-called truth. .”
The truth about campus violence is done by a boy who is not a school student. How can campus violence be done by a son of a curse? It can make public opinion in society explode and attract more traffic?
Now it is useless to jump out and say anything you explain. Based on the experience of the old principal's many years of old netizens before the disaster, the official clarification of the campus official account, and the explanation of the student parents, and the cold handling of this matter is the best solution. Now.
As long as the hot topic continues, the media that causes trouble will naturally stop.
After all, no one will always do unprofitable things.
The old principal has a good idea, but the premise is that no one is causing trouble.
"Can you lend me this thing?"
Broly looked at the laptop and asked suddenly.
"What are you going to do?"
The old principal looked at him in confusion.
"I want to tell them the truth!"
Broly has never been exposed to the Internet, but he is not unfamiliar with online speeches. The group chat room in Crystal Palace is similar, and he plans to use this thing to explain the situation clearly.
"If you promise not to hit people randomly, you can."
The old principal chose to lend his office laptop while the boy might be hitting a reporter and borrowing a computer to post truth comments to the other party.
"How to use this?"
Broo used his thoughts to speak, but found that the laptop had not changed much, so he couldn't help but ask the people around him.
"Ah, you can't use it?"
"I've used similar ones, but I can speak with the one I think."
"Whoever thinks?"
Principal Yoshida was confused, and Rentaro Saki took the words.
"I'll teach you how to use it."
Under the guidance of the boy, the principal's room quickly sounded a crisp keyboard typing.
Broly quickly tapped the keyboard and sent the truth about the hit incident to the bottom of the news comments in the name of the parties involved.
"Ha, you're the Internet navy of the garbage school when you see someone is invited to whitewash the garbage school!"
Lanhara Yanju returned to the classroom, and Rentaro Sato revealed to the old principal that the Holy Emperor might visit the school.
Just as the old principal pulled the boy and asked in a low voice whether the news was kept true, he heard Broly's inquiry: "What is the online water army?"
The old principal turned around and explained to the Saiyan boy what the Internet navy is.
When Broly heard this, he knew that others were treating him as an online actor who told lies, he immediately typed to argue with the guy who said he was a navy.
Living on the edge of the inner city near the outer city, a decadent man working in the online public opinion industry is doing a black-small task he received only last night.
Suddenly, I saw a little Karami showing tourists on the screen. She typed a large passage to try to refute her troll words, and immediately smiled disdainfully.
However, this kind of serious fool on the Internet also has value. As long as the other party is squirting red and squirting with you, there are some guys on the Internet who like to watch the fun.
Immediately, he typed and replied...
"Bang!"
A huge noise soon broke out in the principal's office of Goutian Primary School.
Rishi Rentaro and Principal Yoshida were startled and turned around to see that the laptop had turned into a pile of scrap iron with flashing electric flowers, and the table had also turned into two halves.
The Saiyan boy was furious and his aura was extremely terrifying, like a beast ready to choose a person to eat.
"Broley, what's wrong?"
The boy asked carefully. "There is a guy who doesn't believe me, and it doesn't make sense no matter how you say it. I want to beat him up!"
"Calm down, there are such trash on the Internet. Just take the other person's words as farts."
Broly picked up the broken laptop on the ground, completely ignoring the close-range explosion caused by the broken battery, and calmed down after kneading the computer into a ball.
"Make me this thing again."
The Saiyan boy threw the ball over and said.
"Do you still want to speak online?"
Rishimi Rentaro asked.
"I'm going to scold that guy to death, asterisks, asterisks, asterisks..."
Saiyan boys breathe fragrant.
The distant Zuan memory was awakened from the depths of consciousness with this strange situation.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Broly does not give birth to heaven, and it will be like the long night.
Lan Yuan Yanzhu came home from school and just started, she heard the crackling sound of keyboard typing.
"What is Broly doing?"
The girl looked at the boy with three notebooks in front of her, and her fingers were typing on the keyboard like a phantom, and she couldn't help but ask the boy next to her.
"Broley, I'm having a big spree with others for you on the Internet..."
Rishimi Rentaro's expression was subtle and explained the situation to Arahara Yoshiju.
Saiyan boys are not only terrifying in reality, but also terrifying in combat effectiveness on the Internet.
After buying the computer, Rishi saw Rentaro watching from the side. After half an hour, he found that the boy's elegant words were not the same.
With mom as the center, relatives as the radius, father as the auxiliary, and ancestors as the purpose, he gave cordial and friendly greetings to the family members of Heizi and Trolli on the Internet.
Later, more people came to swear at him (think Broly was a little Karami, but was scolded by Hong Wen, and summoned other swears to swear at people together).
Broly asked the boy to buy more computers, and began to operate three computers by one person, opening three accounts to fight against group evil on the Internet.
Rishiki Rentaro took out his cell phone and looked at the hot posts that had already received tens of thousands of replies. He felt that this verbal battle was still far from the end.
As the middle-aged man of the Internet gangster expected, there were many netizens watching the fun together.
Moreover, because the verbal war revolves around the sensitive topic of the Son of Curse, many passers-by and netizens spontaneously joined the verbal war, and they did not dare to say anything in reality, and they had no scruples on the Internet.
Many people have anonymously expressed their opinions on the Curse Son, including those who are on the Internet, but there are also those who are on Broly, who post in the name of the person involved, but in the end they are all kinds of fragrances of the black men, and now they are A group of netizens called the stinky kid.
Of course, many netizens who are on Broly's side are fun, and are simply attracted by the ultimate one-to-many mouth odor.
Whether the Cursed Son has campus violence or is it social garbage aside first. The stinky child’s art of cursing has to kneel down and worship it.
Because of this nonsensical reason, some people helped Broly curse the group of online gangsters, and the popularity of posts became increasingly high due to the two sides' swearing each other.
Of course, this is also because the sunset is setting, and some working people get off work and have the opportunity to touch their phones and read some hot news.
"Editor-in-Chief, are we going to ban this post?"
In the Tokyo area, NHK TV's headquarters, staff watched the number of visitors coming in on the website, and hurriedly ran to ask the editor-in-chief of the TV station's website.
"Are you crazy? Such a popular post has attracted so much external traffic, and you actually want to ban it?"
The editor-in-chief of the website stared at the stupid subordinate who asked the question.
"But the server is almost unable to hold on, and this topic is so sensitive, will our TV station be swept away?"
"What's wrong with being brave, starving to death, and being timid, and being sensitive to the topic? This wave of traffic is full, and our year-end bonus this year will be at least several times. If the server is not enough, then add it to me!"
Are media people who are in the media afraid that the topic is too big?
"Editor-in-chief, the official announcement of a news from the Shengju..."
At this time, another subordinate ran in. The editor-in-chief of the TV station read it. The official announcement of the Holy Emperor's schedule to save many students and curse the girl. He called the stupid subordinate who was about to leave.
"Server, add ten for me!"
As Tokyo evening news was reported, even more surging netizens flocked to NHK TV's website.
Broly and the Internet's blackmail's verbal post broke through to 50,000 more replies at an extremely fast speed.
Not only that, the NHK TV website department also specially made a homepage banner for this hot post.
Not long after, this verbal post became popular on the international network.
In a military base in the United States, Tina Sprout, who had just finished the multiple operations of the Sinfeld and the mobile shooting training, the girl who had taken a shower was doing a web surfing before going to bed, and suddenly saw it online. A link titled "Dare to speak for the son of the curse".
Somewhat curious about what this means, Tina couldn't help but click on the link below the title. The next moment, the tablet in her hand jumped to the Japanese NHK TV website.
After reading the above news roughly, the sleepy owl girl suddenly became energetic.
The Internet has witnessed the diversity of human beings. There are not many people who speak for the Curse Son on the Internet, but it is rare to see people like this who do not lose their disadvantages by squirting too much.
"What a fast reply speed, and the three default id numbers should be manipulated by one person. Could it be that the other party's brain is also implanted with neuron chips?"
Seeing the fierce verbal war that was still going on, Tina couldn't help but call the master of one of the verbal wars called the [Brother of Stinky Mouth] by netizens in Japan. The master of reality behind it was regarded as the same as herself. The Cursed Son, and the other party has also undergone mechanical transformation and implanted something similar to Sinfeld, a neuronal chip in his brain.
Tina was a little attracted, and involuntarily registered an account on the external website, named [miss Nightingale], chose to follow Broly's three accounts, and sent a brief, I believe in yours to one of them. Come on, send a private message.
At Rentaro's home, Broly was still typing on the keyboard. Countless people from three accounts sent private messages to insult him, and he was not polite to those Internet gangsters who scolded him, and sent him something about greetings to their family. reply.
His Zuan soul was burning, and the Saiyan's strong physique allowed him to put various Zuan dialects into the Internet.
Just as he clicked on a private message from the United States to reply, his finger, who was about to type Fenfang Yan, suddenly stopped typing on the keyboard.
【Thanks. 】
There are many people who are willing to cheer for him and speak for the Cursed Son, but there is only one who trusts him in the first post.
【Add a friend! 】
Tina didn't expect to get a reply from Brother Child, so she thought about it and sent another private message.
【good. 】
Broly agreed, but didn't know how to do it.
[miss Nightingale, please add you as a friend. Do you agree? 】
At this moment, a message popped up.
Broly chose to agree. On the friend list of three online accounts that were registered today, the only American netizen appeared on the friend list.
The confrontation lasted until late at night. After the Holy Residence posted the news that the Holy Emperor would investigate the curse girl who saved her classmates after his visit tomorrow, he was hired as a professional water army on the Internet. The dark guys kept a low profile.
Although there were still some self-destructive men, Broly was soon sprayed with a slap in the air.
The NHK TV website's verbal posts finally stopped at 10w+ replies, and more than 30,000 of them were sent by Broly alone with three accounts.
The fact that the blank keys of the three newly purchased computers obviously collapsed was a witness to the Saiyan boy who awakened the soul of Zuan and had a super combat ability on the Internet.
(This chapter ends)