Chapter 855 - 874: We Must Hold the Position
Chapter 855: Chapter 874: We Must Hold the Position
Jiang Qiuqiu’s Interstellar Food Fan Club.
I Haven’t Been a Boss for Years: "What’s going on lately? Why are there Juju haters everywhere?"
[Yeah, looking at the Q3 section over there just makes people angry.]
[If it weren’t someone else’s section, and if controlling the comments wouldn’t look bad for Juju’s reputation, we definitely wouldn’t let those people run rampant.]
[...I’m speechless. Even now, I can’t figure out what Juju did wrong. Someone needed help, and she helped them. Is that a crime?]
[Exactly. Do those marketing accounts even know what Juju’s net worth is? If she really wanted to make money and chase fame, would she need to resort to this!?]
[Bingo. Anyone who has eaten her food will never forget it.]
[Yeah, yeah. Sigh, whatever. There’s no use explaining it to outsiders. They’ve never eaten Juju’s food.]
The Ju people’s motto: As long as you’ve eaten Juju’s food, we will become good friends. Whether willingly or unwillingly.
I Haven’t Been a Boss for Years: "Stop talking about food all the time. We can’t fight our way into other people’s sections, but we absolutely have to guard our own."
[Definitely!]
[We will never let those haters run rampant!]
[Speaking of which, who exactly are those people? They look like Yellow Dogs, but I looked closer... and they don’t seem to be part of the Yellow Dog crowd.]
[I feel like they’re somewhat similar to the people from Q3.]
[They chased us all the way from there to here?]
Everyone here was highly professional when it came to public opinion battles. It was basically impossible for a group of new fans to cross sections and chase them down with such well-reasoned arguments. If someone actually managed to do that—then there was a ninety-nine percent chance they were marketing accounts.
[Is Juju being targeted by marketing accounts again?]
[Who is it this time?]
[No idea. Who cares who it is? Hit them with a combo attack!]
Today, they were brothers and sisters from different mothers, banded together with a single goal: Protect our Jiang Qiuqiu! Begone, marketing accounts!
Dozens of Ju people fan clubs made precise deployments. Those who had to work went to work, and those who had school went to school. Anyone with free time pulled out their terminals to patrol and see exactly what was going on. Students and office workers could only join the battle after finishing their classes or shifts. Although it was still unclear who the potential hostile personnel might be, it didn’t matter—
[Label every posting account as a Little Yellow Dog.]
As long as the words "Little Yellow Dog" appeared enough times, a small tag would form at the bottom of the posts. People in the food section would simply scroll past as soon as they saw that tag. Because it was too common, too frequent, and too boring.
One had to admit, this was a brilliant idea.
On the morning of September 21st, Mystery Studio launched its second attack on the Federation’s food circle.
Hundreds of trending posts mushroomed on the front page of the forum. To the minor leader’s delight, before their paid trolls even started posting replies this time, several negative comments from non-studio accounts organically appeared in the comment sections. Obviously, this was the fruit of yesterday’s victory. It seemed that even though yesterday’s posts hadn’t completely taken over the front page, they still managed to sway some readers against her.
Therefore, he manipulated the backend and secretly boosted the popularity of those comments. Soon, the top replies under several posts turned into these:
[Yeah, her character is terrible, and the food she makes tastes awful. She’s not the number one in the food section at all!]
[Completely agree. Jiang Qiuqiu is just a hype-maniac. I highly suspect that all her dishes are cooked by ghost chefs.]
[It must be Gao Ming’s editing! She’s only twenty, yet she’s always hyping this and that. It’s completely a corporate persona—]
Replies like these filled the entire screen.
The studio staff were thrilled, thinking they had successfully swayed the public. They believed these authentic replies from passersby made their posts much more credible.
However, they had no idea—