Chapter 145: Number of fans

The afternoon came very quickly. After lunch, countless people sat by the computer, and Twitter was in full swing.
"Are you here? Tell me! @ 汤姆!"
"Not yet, don't worry!"
"Fortunately, my mother caught up, yeah!"
Massachusetts Institute of Technology. A group of people walked into the library.
"Little Ike, you can't be naughty later, or you won't be allowed to go online in the future!"
The special agent from the White House whispered as he walked.
After hearing that, Ike agreed with a smile.
The library was full, and many students even carried their laptops and planned to go online with the little prodigy.
According to informed sources, this time the little prodigy has only 1 hour on the Internet and can't take the computer back to his accommodation.
Obviously, although the US government allows the little ones to go online, they must have guardians or teachers present.
...
In the limelight, Alice led Ike to the computer area.
In the center of the computer area, there are two computers with cartoon pictures printed for them.
"Little Ike, you sit here!"
Professor Fergus pointed politely at the location, and whispered to his elementary school students, "You can't be naughty this time, or you won't be online anymore."
"Uh-huh, I'm a good boy, not naughty!"
The words burst into laughter.
You a diablo, dare to call yourself a good boy? it's so funny!
Professor Fergus smiled helplessly, and then said to Alice: "Alice, sit next to him! When you get online, help him look at him!"
"Okay, sir!"
In this way, under the supervision of countless people in the audience, Ike and Alice pressed the power button.
"Zizi-Zizi-"
The fan rotates, and the host starts to start quickly.
I'm coming.
At this moment, the students in the library were all excited, and quickly tweeted their friends on their Twitter.
"Little prodigy is on!"
"Ike is on!"
"God of watermelon is turned on!"
After half a minute, the system finishes booting and enters the desktop.
The desktop is a photo of a cute little guy who is rolling a watermelon on the lawn and playing.
Seeing this familiar scene, Ike smiled and smiled happily.
After a few months, I finally got online again.
It's not easy!
Ike reached out his little hand, touched the mouse, touched the keyboard ...
At this moment, everyone's heart raised.
The professor is nervous, the students are nervous, the agents are nervous, and even the representatives sent by the military are nervous.
Network God, please, please, don't be naughty!
Diablo, please, please, do n’t mess around!
"Ike!"
At this moment, Alice next to her turned her head and said solemnly: "No naughty, you know?"
At the words of her sister, Aike Mengmeng nodded.
"Sister Alice, rest assured, I'm not naughty!"
Hearing that, Alice was relieved.
It's terrible. This little guy looks small but has unparalleled destructive power.
Sitting next to him, the pressure is greater than the mountain!
...
Ike skillfully opened the browser, then logged into Twitter's official website, and entered the registration page.
It looks like he's going to sign up for a Twitter account.
Seeing this scene, the spirit of the students was shocked again, and all friends of Aite quickly rushed.
"Little prodigy is registering for an account!"
"The watermelon is registering for an account!"
"Cheers, we can follow him right away!"
...
The crackling sound rang, and Ike quickly typed on the keyboard, entered the account number, and entered the email address ...
Beside him, pretty Alice was also registered. But she was much slower than Ike.
All the students stretched their necks ...
"What is the registered account of Little Ike? Who saw it?"
"Tell me, tell me!"
"'Watermelon Ike'! 'Watermelon Ike'!" A former classmate said aloud.
at this time!
Ike stood up and everyone was shocked.
what's the situation?
But see, the little guy tilted his small body and blocked the keyboard.
It turned out that he was creating a password, for fear of being seen by everyone.
The students and teachers laughed.
Even if we see this little guy, we dare not use your number! You do n’t need to guess. Your number is under surveillance 24 hours a day. Who dares to get your number? Is n’t that asking for trouble?
No matter what everyone thinks, Ike doesn't want to let them see anyway.
After creating the password, Ike sat down again and typed in a nickname of choice.
Nickname: Watermelon Ike!
"Snapped!"
In expectation, Ike hit the Enter key.
registration success!
There was a thunderous applause, and it seemed to be congratulating Ike.
suddenly!
"Hurry up!" A male student shouted.
The applause stopped, all the students searched for "Watermelon Ike", then went to his homepage, and paid attention.
"Oh my god, I'm the first!"
"I'm the second!"
"I'm the third!"
...
"Miss Alice is also registered! Follow me soon!"
"Added, added!"
"I'm the second!"
"I'm the third!"
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Twitter headquarters.
All executives across the company are anxiously in front of the database.
Upon seeing the registration of the two people, the president of Twitter immediately shouted:
"Quick, get them certified immediately!"
"Yes, Mr. President!"
The CTO immediately operated the back office and added official authentication tags to their accounts.
Ike's tags are three: "Network Nuclear Weapons", "Diablo", "American Prodigy"!
No way, the last label was specifically requested by the White House. To this end, Obama even personally called the chairman of Twitter.
What he meant was that the child prodigy must be American.
And Alice has only two labels: "Prodigy Ike's Girlfriend" and "British Rose"!
These two labels were specifically requested by the British Ministry of Commerce. On the phone, the British Ministry of Commerce even revealed that ~ EbookFREE.me ~ will facilitate the commercial convenience of Twitter.
For money, Twitter agreed.
It is reported that President Obama received this news and almost vomited blood.
Unfortunately, the White House cannot be tough to stop.
After the certification was completed, the Twitter president shouted again:
"The top page will be topped right away, and this message will be pushed across the entire network. All online accounts will be forced to send."
"Yes!"
The high-rises were glowing, and responded loudly.
...
Along with Twitter's shameless propaganda, Ike and Alice's accounts were learned by netizens around the world.
This time, the netizens who were still struggling to find accounts were boiling.
Countless people flocked to Ike's homepage with excitement, to Alice's homepage, and then added attention.
Ike's fans started to soar, 1 million, 5 million, 10 million ...
Alice's fans also started to soar, 1 million, 3 million, 5 million ...
Twitter users are crazy, netizens are crazy, and media around the world are crazy.
Big news, see big news again.
: "The watermelon has invaded the entertainment industry! Fans skyrocketed in one minute!"
: "After 10 minutes, the number of fans of the watermelon has reached 100 million, and it is still growing rapidly."
: In half an hour, the fans of the watermelon have reached 300 million! Oh my god, where is his limit? Does he want to circle all the netizens in the European and American world as his fans?
Hollywood.
Every one of the world-famous superstars is stingy.
Damn, 300 million circles in half an hour. This little prodigy is too awesome, right? If you do it this way, how can we people get mixed up in the future?
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