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It's me, one look can scare the tramboy.

It's me, who didn't hesitate to lift up hundreds of fallen old people.

It's me who shoulders the child's future in the countryside.

It is me who can rescue the affected people alone.

It's me, who can lead the country to prosperity.

The hope of the people, the future of the country, the flowers of the motherland are all me.

Everyone is waiting for the moment when I show my strength.

I slowly pressed the power button of the power supply and wiped the keyboard.

. . .

"It's a fake singing at first glance, don't you chase the stars without your brain?" I sent.

In less than five seconds, a row of comments appeared below me.

All scolded me, but I didn't care.

I watched these achievements with great pride.

Randomly scanned one of the comments, and deliberately ate the other party's ID.

"Hahaha, it's a fool. Go back and read more books. Didn't you graduate from elementary school? Scolding people are not good, and they came out to bark." I pounded the keyboard and scolded.

That's right, I am the keyboard man.

Refreshing the home page again, a video of campus violence appeared in the hottest first.

I did n’t watch the video at all, so I opened a comment.

"How do you know if the beaten child has a problem? Or why would other children beat him?" I sent it again.

In less than ten seconds, various abuses appeared in the comments.

A comment appeared in the private letter: Is there a problem with your spirit?

I glanced at the avatar and was still a girl.

I immediately clicked on her blog and turned her photos from album to album.

Determined her appearance, a very ordinary girl.

But there is a **** mole on his face, although not very obvious.

There was a slight smile on the corner of my mouth, and I cut back to the private chat window and sent: "I am sick, I don't know, you are so ugly, I'm so sorry to spray me? Look at the mole on your face, the hair has grown . "

I think about how to fight back, I think the other party is now trying to organize the language.

But my ID information is all hidden, this is the most basic literacy of keyboard man.

The other party can't comment on me at all, and I will grab every question of the other party and fight back.

I opened the girl's picture again and saw her dog.

It's a teddy.

I switched back to the private chat interface and posted: "Your dog is fine, and your blankets and pillows can't run away."

After sending these, I clicked on the first sentence of the other party and said right-click to report.

Insult others on the report form, and then click Report.

My right hand reached into the potato chip bag in front of me, took out the potato chips and ate them.

I looked at the rising numbers under my comment with inexplicable excitement.

At this time, a fan popped up in the upper right corner.

I was thinking about myself when I first started playing social networking sites.

Be careful, thinking about commenting on the next pile of text. However, there is no reward at all, and no one will like it for a long time.

On the contrary, those anti-human views, but these many people's comments.

Although these comments are all negative, at least there are comments.

Look at the first article in the comment: You are a keyboard man.

I switched back to the ID that I have been operating for half a year, and there are only a dozen fans on it.

I typed in the search bar, and I clicked Search.

The knowledge I subsequently acquired made me admire and fear these three words.

I searched immediately: how to become a keyboard man.

1. Doing absolute things is not yours.

2. Make sure to spray the other party and spray hard.

3. No matter how the other party interprets, just scold.

4. Buy a good keyboard for yourself, or how can it be worthy of the word "xia".

. . .

I wiped my keyboard a bit and opened this no return route.

At first I will be sprayed by others.

I started to hide my profile and used a pure black avatar.

Change your ID to: Passerby.

A few words in the introduction: the keyboard man next to you.

Start to hone your ability to greet each other's matrilineal family and above.

At first, I can associate the most uncomfortable things with simple words.

Even sex, race, and region are used to criticize the cause of the incident.

I gradually become more and more powerful and skilled.

Each of my comments will lead to countless responses. Although they are all negative, I am very happy.

I even started to join some keyboard man discussion groups.

I slowly made some names in this circle.

Those who knew my passerby ID called me Lu Ge.

And my real name happens to be Luqiao.

My fans are also increasing, from the original ten to dozens.

This was followed by hundreds or even thousands, and even tens of thousands after that incident.

I don't know the reason why these people add me, maybe I was conquered.

As for that matter, it was in the largest keyboard man exchange group last month.

The owner suddenly said that he would not do it because his child was born.

The owner decided to make a facelift and no longer contact social networks.

The leader of the group thought about asking me privately again and again, and transferred his group owner to me.

And I have become the leader of this keyboard exchange group in China.

Thirteen exchange groups of 2,000 people, and a group of 13 administrators.

. . .

Now I have accepted and managed these groups for more than a month.

When it started last month, I would receive some strange emails for no reason.

It ’s a picture, and it ’s all in English.

Because it is not text, there is no way to pull into the translation software, and my English has not passed level 4 and I cannot understand the text above.

The pictures are hand-written, and the handwriting cannot be translated at all. It takes a long time to identify with the naked eye, which makes people big.

I never cared, until the number of times this email was sent was getting more and more urgent.

From one per day to one per day.

It becomes two more a day, and appears irregularly within a day.

When it lasted frequently once every three or four hours, I finally looked at it impatiently.

These pictures and texts seem to have different contents, but when I look at them carefully.

Suddenly another e-mail popped out, since it was only a few words.

I sent the text into the translation and watched the text above tremble.

It says: Mr. Luqiao, since you don't answer, then I will come to you immediately.

I was frightened with cold sweat and looked at dozens of emails at a loss.

Why does he know my name? I clearly hid my identity so well.

And what exactly do these emails mean?

I just thought about throwing these emails to a friend who understands English to translate.

However, I found that there were no friends at all. I could only type the words and translate them into text translation.

When I first planned what to do, the door of my rented house was knocked.

Very soft but continuous beating, not like a landlord for debt collection.

Cold sweat began to flow behind my back, and the sound of beating didn't stop.

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