Such a transformation is not just one or two, but about ten.

So, you bought hundreds of votes here, and I got thousands of votes from there, one by one, making the votes on Vision Online continue to rise, and you can enter the top ten with more than one thousand votes. After half a day, tens of thousands of votes can enter the top fifty.

This scene also made other users who were honestly asking for votes to hate them.

"It's all a brush. If this happens, how can we stand out? Not to mention five hundred, it's hard to even five thousand."

A user complained angrily.

"Who says no, Vision.com doesn't know what the hell is doing, and he doesn't care about the blatant vote-brushing?"

"If you continue to do this, you will be the best in the world. If you don't look at the rankings, you will jump to what kind of things. Instead, we who are really good at jumping will squeeze."

"Now I doubt whether Vision Network wants to choose dancers to show the best news or hype it on purpose, just to increase the popularity of the website, no one pays attention to my backstage complaints."

"Me too. I just responded automatically when I complained, saying that I have received the message. Thank you for your complaint. It would be better not to say that those things on the rankings are dancing, their movements are exaggerated, and a few street dance moves dare to browse them openly, so don't you be afraid of embarrassing?"

"Who are you losing? I'm afraid they will post it to their friends with complacent words: Look, I was voted for tens of thousands of votes in the competition of tens of thousands of people and entered the top fifty. Everyone likes my dance..."

...

At this time, Pan Sheng's studio, his home, was still brightly lit. Several customer service staff kept typing on the keyboard, often communicating with several customers at the same time, which helped them to speed up their hands.

Occasionally, they would look up and ask Pan Sheng how to reply to a certain question, and then they would lower their heads to type.

The whole studio is busy.

Filing tickets is like making a product. It is difficult to start modeling. Once the mold is done, it will fill the mold and turn it up later. It is fast and simple. The same is true for brushing tickets. At the beginning, you have to make a ticket brush template. After it is done, just fill or modify the data directly.

Although he took on this job, Pan Sheng was not so proud that he was not scruples. He did not brush in large quantities, but evenly brushed in time periods. Even if the website judged based on the data, he could not automatically lock himself as soon as possible, unless it was manually checked, which would be a lot of trouble.

This is not only true for Pan Sheng, but also for other studios or individuals, which can prevent them from being automatically identified by the system and being blocked to the greatest extent.

A smoke lit up, and the smoke rose. In the smoke, Pan Sheng kept facing the computer because he had been working for a long time, and a layer of greasy appeared on his face, but the oil reflected the light above his head in his rippling smile, shining brightly.

Pan Sheng was really happy because so far, he had received seven requests to enter the top 50 and other users with varying rankings, with a total amount of more than 120,000, which was worth the money he earned in the past quarter. Now, it was only a little more than a day before he started taking on work.

At this time, Pan Sheng thought in his heart: "If Vision Network could have a few more such votes in the future, then I would earn at least a few million a year..."

I was full of thoughts and was very happy, but at this moment, Pan Sheng found that his template could not enter data, so he was stunned:

“Huh?”

I don’t believe in evil input, but I still can’t operate it. Just like the page template is no longer a form that can be filled, but a picture that can’t be clicked at all.

"What a hell!"

Pan Sheng cursed in anger, preparing to turn off the template and open it again.

Because the template is saved in the computer and forced to close and then open, at most it will lose the data just now, and the impact is not great, so Pan Sheng didn't care too much.

So at this time, Pan Sheng took another breath of cigarette and then turned it off after squirting the ash. But what surprised Pan Sheng was that the small x in the upper right corner that closed was no longer useful.

"Damn it, is it stuck? Damn, my computer has been smooth and free for more than 10,000 yuan, but how can I get stuck when running a template?"

Although I found it strange, Pan Sheng still didn't think too much. After all, it is a common phenomenon that the computer software is stuck and even crashes.

So Pan Sheng wanted to open the task manager and force it to close it, but it still couldn't be opened.

Pan Sheng was stunned: "It won't really crash, right?"

At this moment, Pan Sheng suddenly thought of something and his heart suddenly tightened: "Isn't it really going to be hacked, right?"

Thinking of this, Pan Sheng ignored this and quickly unplugged the computer's network cable before choosing to restart the computer.

Be careful to sail for ten thousand years and unplug the network cable, which is equivalent to directly cutting off the hacker's invasion. Under a single machine, even the most superb hacker can't invade.

Then Pan Sheng got up and ran over to turn off the network router in the house. After all, his network cable was unplugged, and the network cables of these customer service were still connected. The IP under one router was the same.

Amid the astonished eyes of several people, Pan Sheng ran back and saw that the computer had been turned on again and the things on the main screen of the computer were safe and sound. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Old man, I'm scared." Pan Sheng cursed.

Then a customer service asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

While reopening the template for VIV.com that I made yesterday, Pan Sheng smiled and said, "It's okay, I just had a false alarm. You go and re-fuck your router now - fuck!"

Before he finished speaking, Pan Sheng cursed angrily, stared at his template with wide eyes. It was empty at the moment, with only a few big words on it - you can bear the consequences!

The four bright red characters looked like bright blood, which made Pan Sheng's pupils shrink, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

The three customer service staff also Pan Sheng was startled by a sudden scream. He didn't understand what was going on. He looked at each other and looked at Pan Sheng, whose face was dark, and he didn't dare to ask. He could only turn his eyes back and forth with a confused look on his face.

At this moment, Pan Sheng's phone suddenly rang out a series of message prompts, which scared Pan Sheng. He picked it up and looked at it. Pan Sheng didn't breathe, and almost fainted from anger.

"The refund you initiated on Qianbao.com with the number 35...43 has been successful, the amount is 5000.00, please..."

"The refund you initiated on Qianbao.com with the number 35...44 has been successful, the amount is 2000.00, please..."

"The refund you initiated on Qianbao.com with the number 35...45 has been successful, the amount is 10,000.00, please..."

...

Dozens of information were sent by Pan Sheng’s ticket-brushing store platform - Qianbao.com, which shows what it means!

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