MMB Chapter 24 Who said I'm dead?
Chapter 24 Who said I'm dead?
He angrily posted several comments.
Jimmy was hoping someone would agree with him.
however,
not at all.
His post was quickly drowned out by other comments.
Jimmy was at his wit's end.
I found the link in the comments section that was marked as Theron's blog.
Once clicked, the link jumps directly to a blog post.
The blog post is very simple.
It could even be said to be overly simplistic; there's nothing inside except for Charlize Theron's photos, including some sexy pictures of her in a bikini.
As the saying goes, astringency is the underlying driving force.
The daughter of an aluminum mining tycoon
The Bride Chosen by the Tree Spirit
These two labels, combined with these sexy photos, make up for the problem.
As a result, Theron's blog, which originally only had a dozen or so followers, saw its number of followers skyrocket.
In just a short time, it has already attracted more than 4,000 followers.
numb.
Jimmy was truly stunned.
Even if he's stupid, he should realize that Meng Ran's actions have already worked.
Exit blog.
Then click into Digg.
However, Meng Ran's two posts were firmly pinned to the first and second spots on the Digg homepage rankings.
He raised his glass.
Jimmy took a sip.
However, this did not appease him.
"Fuck!"
He slammed the glass down on the table, splashing the wine all over his hand.
Conrad was also completely bewildered by these two posts.
He didn't specifically search for it; he just enjoys browsing Digg.
But unexpectedly...
Today I can see posts about Theron on it.
"Amazonian horror legends?"
"The bride chosen by the tree spirit?"
"Who came up with this idea? Is it even possible to gain attention this way?"
"Was it Clarissa's idea?"
"No, it can't be her."
For a moment, Meng Ran's image involuntarily appeared in Conrad's mind.
"Is this the ill-mannered guy?"
"Fuck!"
Conrad slammed his fist on the table. He still held a grudge against Meng Ran for mocking him as "Mr. Bullfrog."
The thought that this plan might have been proposed by Meng Ran, and that the donation might have been intercepted by Meng Ran, made me very anxious.
Conrad felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.
However, he quickly comforted himself.
Theron's goal is to become an environmental star, not a bride chosen by the tree spirits.
This bizarre story will soon be forgotten.
After all, that damn Bane couldn't possibly keep those two posts on Digg's homepage forever.
With that 15 yuan in funding, it's even less likely that he'd be allowed to carry out any follow-up operations.
After this self-comforting exercise, he felt a little better and began to reach out to his Asian female assistant sitting next to him.
One night, the past of oh yeah oh yeah.
The next day, Conrad slept until noon before getting up.
Conrad pushed away his female assistant's arm, which was draped over his chest, and took a moment to compose himself.
Then, as if she had thought of something.
He threw off the covers, quickly got out of bed, walked to his desk, and turned on his computer.
"Shit!"
"How come these two posts are still ranked first and second?"
After cursing a couple of times, he quickly clicked on the blog homepage of "Zero Leaks".
This blog account didn't gain many followers, only a few hundred people followed it, which made Conrad feel a little better.
but.
After he habitually opened Theron's blog again.
His eyes widened instantly.
"Bang!"
The female assistant, who was sleeping soundly in bed, was startled by the sound of the table being slammed, and her body jerked violently.
She slightly raised her head and glanced at Conrad's round, chubby back.
She put her head back on the pillow and complained, "What's wrong?"
"In just one night, 42349 people have followed Theron! Could that ill-mannered guy really turn her into an environmental star?"
"What!" The female assistant sat up abruptly.
Someone is angry.
Naturally, some people were laughing.
Martin was among those who laughed the loudest.
At this moment, he was sitting in front of his computer in his office, rubbing his balding forehead, laughing and drinking incredulously.
"It started in such a bizarre way?"
"His way of thinking is indeed different from others."
"This time, Theron is definitely going to be completely smitten with him."
"I wonder what Bane's reaction would be if he found his hands suddenly cuffed when he was in bed with Theron?"
Martin laughed heartily, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip. Suddenly, his gaze froze as he looked at the screen.
Followed by.
He turned his head.
He suddenly spat out the wine in his mouth.
"Cough...cough cough cough..."
Martin coughed incessantly from the alcohol and fumbled for a tissue on the table to wipe his mouth.
On his computer screen.
A post titled "Brazilian Tree Spirit Bride 'Cerone' Died in the Early Hours of Last Night, Her Death Was Tragic, Suspected of Being Drained by Tree Spirits" appeared prominently on Digg's homepage.
"WTF?"
"Did Theron die last night?"
"No, no... She just called and asked me to treat Bane and the others to dinner to celebrate."
Martin calmed down a bit.
Click on this post.
It was written in the style of a press release, stating the time and place of Theron's death.
Below, there was also a photo with the whole body blurred out.
Through the blurry mosaic, one can almost see Theron lying naked on the wedding bed, with tree roots entwined around her body.
Blasted!
This post appeared as soon as it appeared.
Digg exploded instantly.
Even without Meng Ran pushing the thread any further, the natural traffic from the first two posts was enough to propel this post to the top of Digg's homepage.
soon.
Not just Digg and blogs.
On mainstream internet platforms such as Facebook, Juyou, Twitter, Yahoo, and Google, a large number of people have begun to discuss this matter.
The daughter of a Brazilian aluminum tycoon was seduced into marriage by a tree spirit for destroying the rainforest, and then died on News Night.
This kind of topic is practically provoking netizens' nerves.
It's also a way of teasing the nerves of people who know Theron.
In a short time.
Theron's phone was ringing off the hook.
Some friends who called and found the line busy thought it was true and even started leaving messages of condolence on Theron's blog.
This left Theron, who was drinking champagne in the hotel, both annoyed and amused.
Because among those mourning her were some people who didn't get along with her.
It's hard to say that these people aren't gloating.
Holding a wine glass in her left hand and her phone to her ear in her right, she said to Meng Ran on the other end of the line, "Countless people are mourning me now. Should I have a funeral?"
"The atmosphere's gotten this far, you're practically in a coffin now," Meng Ran joked.
"Then I'll have to order a bigger coffin and put you in it too. I've never been in a coffin before, it must be quite an experience."
"..." Meng Ran, how the hell do I respond to that?
"Hahahaha..." Theron laughed triumphantly, "So, what's next?"
"wait."
"wait?"
"Once the hype grows higher and more people become aware of the tree spirit incident, you can step forward to debunk the rumors."