Chapter 217: , If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

　　Because I drank some wine last night, Zhuo Buwei didn't wake up until noon. Looking at the mobile phone, there were more than a dozen missed calls and many unread new message reminders.
　　 Open WeChat, there are many messages from company employees.
　　 "Mr. Zhuo, all the platform dynamics of our company can not be sent out, and some themes released in the past have all disappeared."
　　 "Weibo fans lost 3 million, leaving less than 100,000 followers."
　　 "The amount of attention of the Zhiyin platform is decreasing, and it has fallen by half."
　　 "The amount of attention on the three major online video platforms has decreased by two million."
　　 "The popularity of Tieba has weakened and the history is the lowest."
　　 Below these news, there are screenshots of the background interfaces of various platforms. Zhuo Buwei's drowsiness disappeared instantly. He hurriedly turned on the computer. After normal startup, he logged in the company's official Weibo, and the remaining fans were less than 100,000.
　　Looking at the backstage of other network platforms, all of them, as reported by employees, have the lowest level of attention reduction, and every time they refresh, there will be a few dozens of attention reductions.
　　 "His mother, what's going on?"
　　Operation of self-media, rely on attention and page views to eat, without these attention, what to maintain?
Looking at this situation, Zhuo Buwei couldn't help but began to be anxious. He first called Weibo's customer service. Is there any system problem on the website that caused such data to be generated? Going out, there is no way to update even the videos on the platform.
　　 Of course, the reply he got is that the platform has no problems, and the unfollowing is the spontaneous behavior of all users.
　　 said Zhuo Buwei does not believe that how could millions of users unfollow one night?
　　 However, this problem is now in front of myself, and the attention of all platforms seems to have disappeared in an instant.
　　 Zhuo Buwei was too late to think about it, and even rushed to the company without changing the clothes.
　　 The company is now in a mess, and the number of self-operated website views is also the lowest in history. Some advertising partners saw the low followers of Zhuo Buwei in the morning, so they called to ask what happened.
　　 There are two newly-joined advertising companies that even ran directly to ask for a refund of advertising fees.
　　 Zhuo Buwei strives to stabilize these people, and then with the company's several website maintenance staff to study what is going on.
　　 "Mr. Zhuo, the data on our website is very strange today. Although the number of views is the lowest in history, the number of follow-ups has created a new historical high, which is followed by 200 million people."
　　 "What? Two hundred million?" Zhuo Buwei looked at the background, the long list of numbers does not seem to be fake: "Will this be a virtual result of any loopholes on the website."
　　 "We have checked that these two hundred million people are indeed the real number of users concerned, and so far, the website has not found any vulnerabilities. We rented a server of Alibaba, and the security performance is guaranteed."
　　 Zhuo Buwei is even more puzzled. The attention of other platforms has dropped so much. Why does this usually the most popular website have such a high data surge?
　　 "What about Yi Yang? A few days ago? What's the situation?"
　　 "All the published materials are only on the website, and any other platform is inexplicably disappeared, and the topics on Weibo are not even a few years ago."
　　 "Zenima's weird thing." Zhuo Buwei put his hands on his hips: "Call the customer service of each platform to ask what's going on, and even if the number of fans drops, why would even the topics we posted before disappear?"
　　 "Again, ask other colleagues if this happens."
　　 A little girl came with a mobile phone: "Zhuo Zhuo, the attention on Weibo seems to have picked up."
"What?" Zhuo Buwei took the phone to look at the backstage. At the moment, he saw less than 100,000 people at home. Now he has more than 3 million. He smiled and said: "I said, how could it disappear so much at once? Fans, it should be something wrong with the online platform."
　　 The little girl took the phone and refreshed the background again, and the data she saw surprised her again: "Zhuo, the amount of attention is 10 million."
　　 "What's the matter?" Zhuo Buwei took the phone again, looked at the numbers above, and he said, "This is only a few seconds, how did it increase by 10 million?"
"I do not know!"
　　 Zhuo Bu Wei once again refreshed: "It is now 50 million."
"Seventy million···"
　　 "My God, is there something wrong with this Weibo?"
　　 "Mr. Zhuo, 80 million, we have 80 million fans!" The little girl was surprised and said: "A lot of fans!"
　　 80 million fans, how many people are inexplicable data, but Zhuo Buwei looked at it but was not happy at all.
　　 Another guy said again: "Zhuo Zhuo, the confidant fans have picked up, and they have grown by 10 million."
　　 "The attention of the three major online video platforms has also picked up, and now the data of the three platforms has added up to 8 million followers."
　　 "Mr. Zhuo, the popularity of the post bar has rebounded, and the number of people entering the group has also increased by two times."
　　This series of data will go up as soon as it goes down, which really makes Zhuo Buwei confusing.
　　Although the amount of attention is now back, it is still so high, but there must be a demon if something goes wrong, and Dupway has a very bad hunch.
　　 "Can new developments be made?"
　　 "Not yet!"
　　 "That's really a weird thing."
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　　Half an hour later, the official account of Zhuo Buwei has reached a new level of attention on various network platforms. Looking at the data that is growing at any time, Zhuo Buwei really can't understand.
　　Starting a few years ago, Zhuo Buwei started by relying on some celebrities in the entertainment industry, and many offended people.
Zhuo Buwei, known as the'entertainment supervisor', has never been so disturbed~EbookFREE.me~ sat in a leather chair in the office, flipped the computer in front of him, and soon, the computer crashed and restarted automatically. The phone also started to boot itself.
　　 He moved the mouse: "Why did it crash again, watch out for Loli, what the hell?"
　　Ten seconds later, the phone enters the startup screen, and automatically unlocks, enters the encrypted album, and the pictures are automatically turned over.
　　 Zhuo Buwei hurriedly wanted to pick up the phone, but at the moment of approaching the phone, a strong current swept through his body, making him subconsciously shrink his hand.
　　At the same time, the computer starts automatically, enters the main page, each network platform starts automatically, and the company's account is logged in one by one.
　　Weibo, Zhiyin, three major video platforms, as well as several well-known domestic media news websites······
　　 All the web platforms used by Dupertway in the hype of various topics all follow the precise automatic login, and automatically enter the interface for editing new content.
　　 Watching the photos on the phone appear on these editing interfaces, Zhuo Buwei immediately understood what was going to happen.
　　He moved the mouse again, or a familiar electric current made him dare not to act rashly.
　　 "Shut down!" He lowered his head to touch the host, another current: "I rely on!"
　　 "Turn off the main gate!" Zhuo Buwei hurriedly pressed the power switch in the office, and the computer screen went blank.
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