Touch porcelain

After the Eagle forum had become too hot, Xia Ping went to Jia Zhiyi, Ma Chang, and other famous writers' pages. The 'wise" Jia Zhiyi and the "scholar" Ma Chang were the Mount Tai and North Star of the eroge novel industry. These two masters had written many brilliant works, the number of annotations on each of their posts was more than 30 million; Xia Ping drooled, so he immediately logged in and made a thread: "Discussion about Master Jia Zhiyi's works."

"The works of Master Jia Zhiyi are old and boring; I don't think anybody now reads them."

"I also agree." Master Jia Zhiyi had become old and lost his passion, his eroge. "I can't understand a shit word."

"Yep, I also agree." I think only two people are able to understand what the f**k he is writing. "First and foremost, Master Jia Zhiyi, and then God himself."

"I think only Master Zhiyi's diehard fans buy his copies now; his latest work is simply rubbish in front of this heavenly work—Bai Rong sensei."

"According to the insider, Master Jia Zhiyi was not on break. He had secretly published a novel online, but it was a total tragedy, nobody liked it."

"There were rumors that when Master Jia Zhiyi read Bai Rong sensei, he wept uncle and vowed never to write another eroge novel, ah!"A generation's master had fallen."

Xia Ping posted very sinister posts.

"Motherfu*ker, what rubbish are you spewing here?" "Do you want to die, bit*h?" "A Master Jia Zhiyi fan who saw these posts could not help but abuse them."

The fans of Master Jia Zhiyi immediately fried when they saw these posts.

"Bastard, who cried uncle, how can one be talking about such respectable person?"

"Shameless Pig! It's only you who cannot understand how Master Jia Zhiyi works. How dare you disrespect him, Ero Sage? "There are still hundreds of dramas ongoing now in his works, and you dare to disrespect him."

"All these newcomer writers had been stealing Ero Sage's novel plots, and now they're saying Ero Sage has fallen, bastardddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd

"Who let these son of bit*hes let loose. They should be immediately put back into their cells.

"Gomennasai! Everyone apologizes for disturbing your sleep. I'm the caretaker of these bastards, and today some patients had run away from the asylum. "Please help locate them."

And thus began the counterattack by Master Jia Zhiyi's fans. The thread had millions of views and 50,000 posts in just 30 minutes.

When Xia Ping noticed that the iron was hot, he quickly posted again: "Bai Rong sensei novel—a novel that existed in a league of its own."It completely overwhelms all of Master Jia Zhiyi's works.

"Bastard host, I will kill you."

"Die bit*h, just die aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

"This little wants us to abuse him; everyone is now completely fulfilling his wish."

"Son of a bit*h, learn first how to read, then talk about Master Jia Zhiyi's works."

"What fu*king heavenly work?" "Let me see this shit novel first."

"Everyone lets go and poisons this novel as well as the author's comment section.""How dare they discredit Master Jia Zhiyi?"

"Yes, let's go and cure this maggot." "The bastard actually wants to replace Ero sage."

The angry netizens frantically rushed towards Xia Ping's novel.

Really touch porcelain, When Xia Ping saw the comments, he could not help but smile. There were many celebrities back on earth who became famous through this technique, although it was somewhat shameful.

Originally, the pitiful views on Bai Rong sensei increased by hundreds and thousands in every single minute; in just an hour, there were 3 million hits on the Xia Ping page, and he could not laugh out: "Hahahahahahah, I made it."