You can't afford to hurt a man who puts a marriage notice in a pirated text

[Bailuyuan, please marry Maoqiuqiu! 】

【Bailuyuan!Please marry Banhua! 】

【Boss!Please marry the moderator! 】

【Bai Luyuan, please marry Mao Qiuqiu and rub your face】

[Boss, please marry Banhua, YOooooo! 】

[You malicious and cute Baga!Don't you know it should be Banhua marrying the boss! 】【Will there be a posting format in this edition in the future?Subject: Boss, please marry Maoqiuqiu → XXXXX...] [It's wrong to exchange it, bastard!The girls are all wrong, you bastard! ][The radio drama version sent a congratulatory message, it is said that Mao Qiuqiu has become the male CV with the most male fans in the circle╮(╯▽╰)╭][Mr. Octopus sent a congratulatory message][[Format][Bailuyuan, please marry Maoqiu Ball] What is the difference between the fart people in the Republic of China and now?Can you masturbate longer? 】【Aotian book review area sent a congratulatory message】【Mr. Cheng sent a congratulatory message】

[[Format][Bailuyuan, please marry Maoqiuqiu] Rectify Master Li's name!Can Li Yongri at his peak beat Guo Moruo at his peak? 】【[Format][Bailuyuan, please marry Mao Qiuqiu] is the first chairman of the Qing Federation of Literary and Art Circles, an important watch in the minority literary circles, Master Nalan Rongruo rectified his name!Does Guo Moruo at his peak dare to beat Nalan Rongruo at his peak? 】【Soldier of love Bailuyuan, please marry Banhua!Rubbing face] [[Format] [Bai Luyuan, please marry Mao Qiuqiu] You gay guys, don't black Xu Zhimo!Isn't it just jealous that someone has a girl? 】【[Format][Bailuyuan, please marry Maoqiuqiu][Maliciously showing cuteness] Rectify the name of the Development and Reform Commission!Can Sinopec at its peak blow out the golden coupons at its peak? 】……

The book review section was completely turned upside down.

When Bai Luyuan was sitting in a small room in a hotel—although it was said that the hotel was five hundred and eighty a night, it was still a small room.When he glanced at the frame tiredly and habitually with a wet body...

His face changed instantly.

——This is... the other way around!All of them are reversed!

What he didn't know was that among the forum's hot posts on the homepage, there was another line that was pushed to the top of the HOT post: [Crowd!The gays in the book review section of Bailuyuan started blasting their own versions again! 】——Under the strong appeal of this post, countless curious onlookers who did not know the truth followed the link and entered Shenzhou Shen Lu's book review area. The legend of love.

What he doesn't even know is that tonight he and Mao Qiuqiu have become the traffic controllers of the girls' forum - the girls' forum is different from the gathering place for gay guys, they all gather in one thread to discuss and talk about gays Netizens expressed doubts about the format of posting: [Bailuyuan is clearly an attack!The white cat is more emotional (╯▽╰)] Most people say so.

What he still doesn't know is... At this time, at this time, all the employees in the framed office building in Chaoyang District are in a mess, battered and running around - Mr. Cheng is talking about a certain project outside. He came out and yelled at the people in the office while pinching the phone with a livid face: "I raised you for food? Ah?! Fuck! Smoke at this time! Smoke me at this time!? Ask the technician to get out of here come over!!!"

The supervisor carefully pinched the microphone: "Call... the technical department to talk to you? The technical department is rushing to repair..."

"Fucking fart! Tell him to get out!!!" It was the first time that Mr. Cheng cursed on the phone so disregarding his image.

"...you...are you going to fire the tech..."

"...No! You don't even understand what the fuck is saying!!! Hurry up and fix it! What about the statistics?! How much damage?! Can it be recovered?! How can it be recovered?! We have three days left before the author conference Are you still ashamed to face the author at the meeting?! Ah? Ah?! Why is it so quiet over there?! Are you doing anything?!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay - the supervisor turned on the public announcement, and the maximum volume of the mobile phone was directed at the office full of people.The author's conference is coming up, the presidents, vice presidents...all the top executives have gone out to discuss projects. The most important thing at this time is to establish a good relationship with the media and major cooperative units. The rain flooded the ground in Beijing, but in those high-rise buildings, there should be Things are still the same.

In short, anyone who was forcibly pulled from the dinner table and meeting and got such news is uncomfortable; in short, no one thought that the framed system would encounter such a big draw at this time...

In short, the only people left behind in the building are middle-level managers and editors—the grass-roots employees can only look at each other except for looking at each other.

The editors were so frightened that they didn't dare to vent their anger when they heard Mr. Cheng's violent drinking on the other end of the phone.The system was pumped, it was originally a technical matter, but... the boss is angry, everyone is responsible!And... who knows why the system is smoked at this time!

Every editor’s computer’s QQ prompts are beeping crazily, and the lower right corner is flashing so that the eyes are dazzled. It is that countless authors have just discovered this unprecedented large bug, and panic is spreading crazily in the forum, QQ, and all authors. Between the range of transmission that they can reach each other...

Any, the group leader of the female channel, simply took off the earphones, watched his QQ crash for the umpteenth time due to too much information, and then shook his head at everyone, showing a wry smile.

So at this time, Bailuyuan knocked on classmate Zhen Asuka, but of course there was no news.

He frowned, looked at the [Online-Busy Status] displayed by the real flying bird, and sent the message again: [Something happened to my book review section, can you clear all the comments for me? 】He took care of his own face, so of course he didn't go into details... Although he felt that he must be blushing and neck thick.

And... the kind of information that fills the screen must be infected with a virus!Definitely yes!

He glanced at it, only to feel that the words that filled the screen were overwhelming—whether it was Maoqiuqiu, Maomaowuqiu, Banhua, or other names...every one of them was like a spell pressing over him.

He, Bailuyuan, has never been under such pressure since readers commented on it!

Of course, the QQ of Zhen Feiniao is also on the verge of collapse.Maybe he didn't even read the message that Bai Luyuan sent him, or maybe he saw it and was washed away by other messages in the blink of an eye... In short, at this time, all the editors stopped staring at the computer.

"Technology... technology is out!"

All the editors who were oppressed by technology stared at the head of the technical department shiningly and with complicated emotions, and stared at the silent, pale young man who came out of the most mysterious technical department, in front of everyone. Telephone.

"Mr. Cheng. I'm from the technical department."

This voice is very cold, but not the kind of otherworldly coldness...it is a kind of data-based, laboratory-like coolness.Probably because of that sophisticated taste, this person seemed particularly calm, without any panic.

However, led by the female video editors, the crowd still showed gloating smiles.

"..." Mr. Cheng seemed to have calmed down for a while, and suppressed his anger and said, "What's your name?"

"My name is Lu Jiabao."

"...My fucking name is Cheng Jintao!" Mr. Cheng immediately yelled, "What the hell are you doing?! Ah? What the hell are you doing in a whole department after such an accident!"

"Mr. Cheng, it's like this," the technical youth Xiaolu looked very calm, lowering his heavy eyes and said, "What happened this time can't be repaired."

"Fart!" Mr. Cheng's anger level broke through the sky in an instant, "You said it can't be repaired?! Why should I support you! How much can be recovered!"

"Mr. Cheng," he looked at everyone strangely with a silent expression like the setting sun—everyone was stunned by this look—then he turned around suddenly Go, and said in a low voice to the phone: "You know... This is a problem that has been accumulated on the server for many years, and it just broke out now. We have tried our best to deal with the loss to the minimum... There is no problem with the billing system."

"..." There was a sudden silence on the phone.After a long time, Mr. Cheng said slowly: "Is it really impossible to recover? Can't recover at all?"

"If it is restored, it is to restore the backup data." Lu Jiabao calmly reminded him, "What if some authors have never saved the hard disk at all? Then once the articles extracted from the manuscript box are deleted, the articles they saved will also be deleted. It will all disappear, and the loss will be even greater."

"..."

"Mr. Cheng, what I mean is that this matter will not be dealt with." He said firmly, "No explanation, no deal... Anyway," he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "The readers are more happy, this That's enough... just treat it as the benefits of the author's conference."

……

In the summer of this year, the bloodiest system pumping broke out in the frame, and all the draft box parties cried.The papers they saved for days, weeks, or even months... and even the full text of the manuscripts were all pulled out in advance because of the collapse of the manuscript box system, and they were displayed in front of the readers—readers It's cool, running around, all kinds of spoilers ahead of time, all kinds of disbelief in love...

If this is a small-scale convulsion, it's fine, but this is a site-wide one!

It's fine if there are few people who deposit manuscripts... But, the author conference is now being held!All the authors of the TOP100 rushed to Beijing from all over the country. They were exhausted by boats and cars, and they were full of travel and dust. They urgently needed to greet and drink with all the heroes staying in the hotel on the eve of the author conference... In short, this group of popular authors Most of the people have saved their manuscripts for several days, and they are going to have fun in Beijing for a few days.

so now……

Save the manuscript for nothing, you understand.

From another point of view, frame frame is a labor accident!Because for this group of writing migrant workers, most of whom are impoverished, many of them live on a guaranteed minimum salary of 200 yuan per month, which is [-] words a day... Now some of them have saved all the manuscripts for a month. It was sent out earlier, what about the later ones?Are you writing now?Some people rely on saving manuscripts to delay the day and fight for daily updates... Zero deposits, and the following daily updates are [-] characters, can they be written?

The whole frame is messed up.

This incident was dubbed "Full Gate" by readers, and the girls laughed and said that this is a lucky start, a white cat is the first, and the annual author conference is full of romantic feelings as usual, and the days of passionate love on the whole network are about to begin!

Of course, Bailuyuan was not bothered by this matter—he didn't save the manuscript at all.You let an author who basically never responds to readers' messages, a person who dares to go to the front page and push it, and then only changes a few thousand words in the last one to care about this? who cares ah!

Of course, he must still have someone who cares—for example, now, he is frowning and pressing F5, looking at the big black letter of the moderator in the book review area—the cat ball has climbed up at some point, and is struggling Delete the post, and fight against all the homosexuals——

[Subject: Why did the moderator delete the post!We did not break the rules! 】【0L: cat1022, you said it yourself, did we violate one of the rules you set and the posts you deleted? !Don't use power for personal gain! 】……

Mao Qiuqiu took a look at this building and the countless echoing voices behind it, and couldn't help but gulp out a mouthful of blood—he glanced at the screen full of deleted posts [Bai Luyuan, please marry Mao Qiuqiu! ], quickly turned his head, and hurriedly replied: [You guys stop making trouble, please! 】——【What happened to us! 】A group of gay friends said as if they were watching a drama,【We didn't break the rules?right!Moderator said!The first is that black bosses are not allowed, and the second is that it is not allowed to distribute seeds and call out gangsters-we didn't call gangsters!The third is to rub your face!come!Friends, rub it up! 】Every reply is followed by a series of crazy YOooooo and Tuzki rubbing faces.

Mao Qiuqiu seemed to be choking... Indeed, thinking about it carefully... They seem to be really not illegal...

They didn't yell Fucky...and I'm embarrassed to say they did...Fucky...

But... I wipe!

——I used to manage forums... I have never encountered such a thing!This... is a hooligan! This is!

He could only grit his teeth, typed with difficulty, and said: [You...you are the boss of slander==Stop posting!Send me again and continue to delete! 】【YOoooooo! 】A group of gay friends said understandingly,【We didn't slander the boss!The boss likes version flowers, ah, he doesn't like cat1022, and the moderator also likes boss!Is this fake?ah? !Of course it is true!Admit it, boss! 】Mao Qiuqiu was flustered for a while, shook his hand, and simply closed the browser.

At this moment, an all-too-familiar ID appeared in the lower right corner... His heart beat wildly when he saw it—even though that ID only talked to him once or twice.

——This is the first time the other party has approached him since he became a moderator.Mao Qiuqiu thought to himself.

[Bailuyuan]: [Don't delete it. 】

Bai Luyuan frowned, leaned on the hotel mat and typed in a notebook: 【Don't pay attention to them. ] After a long time on the other side, he cautiously said: [Hmm...] He noticed that even the font color of Mao Qiuqiu on the opposite side had changed—it became a small, very discreet black character, Looking at it shows a feeling of timidity... The previous wanton 12-point pink font has disappeared.

Bai Luyuan felt his heart was in a mess.He looked at the screen for a long time before he had nothing to say, and said as if remembering: [You want the signed version of the book, right? ...you haven't bought it yet, have you? 】