Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore Chapter 564: Sensation at Home and Abroad—Teacher Xiaohei Is

The day xiaohei flipped the table, viker couldn't withstand the pressure and apologized.

Facing the accusations from industry competitors and the online abuse from netizens, he finally stopped being stubborn like a dead duck with a hard beak and promptly issued an apology on the video platform.

However, Xiao He knew that the reason viker apologized so readily was also because he had his eyes on the AI in Xiao He's possession.

Seeing this person shalessly asking about the AI in a private ssage, Xiao He rolled his eyes and decisively blocked him.

For this kind of person, Xiao He couldn't even be bothered to pay attention.

Ever since becoming an actor, personal accusations and abuse targeting him had never been in short supply. Which celebrity doesn't have anti-fans?

Xiao He simply didn't take it to heart.

...

The uproar on foreign websites even spread back to the dostic scene.

Every edition of the Rendering Competition had always been a topic type favored by many marketing accounts. This ti, with xiaohei appearing out of nowhere and charging straight into the top five of the rankings, it naturally attracted the attention of a large number of dostic industry competitors as well. The submitted competition work "cha Battle" created by xiaohei was edited and spread by who knows how many marketing accounts. Many dostic netizens knew about this incident and even felt a sense of shared honor.

It was just that later, various not-so-good rumors started circulating about this work, and the direction of dostic public opinion also beca diverse.

So people believed in this work, others questioned it, and still others, just like the foreign viker, chose to directly attack, even escalating it to matters of national honor and national spirit. They believed that this xiaohei had taken the bad dostic trends to foreign websites, shaming China and making people ashad... Anyway, this was also the standard operation for these people.

Of course, there were also those curious about who this xiaohei actually was. After all, their dostic circle was only so big, and they communicated with each other. Many participating authors would even update videos of their competition entries under their own accounts to attract traffic and show off their skills. But this xiaohei seed to have suddenly sprung out of a crack in the ground.

Through the pinyin spelling, dostic netizens affectionately called him Teacher "Little Black".

This na sounded very casual, even suspicious of being a . Dostic netizens found it very difficult to find clues from this simple pseudonym to locate the author himself.

Therefore, when this author faced a large amount of questioning and attacks, dostic netizens also found it difficult to step forward and speak up for him.

This infuriated the fans who believed in Little Black.

However, what no one expected was that under such a public opinion crisis, Little Black also delivered a fatal counterattack.

The fastest to react were still the marketing accounts. They were the first to bring the Little Black clarification video from foreign websites back to the dostic scene, and the content in the video also sparked intense discussion dostically.

[Hahaha, haters, co out and talk! Who was cursing so fiercely before? Talk!]

[I just said a few words in support of Little Black before, and so people cursed out terribly. What about now?]

[Dumbfounded, right? Haha, this viker blogger really cracks up, that kneel-slide was so smooth.]

[If he didn't apologize, he would have been torn apart by his peers. [dog head emoji]]

[What an arrogant Little Black. I'm getting more and more curious about what this person's real identity and profession are.]

[Just two short videos, shattering how many people's career dreams.]

[Just who is this Little Black? Is the AI he made really that powerful?]

[It's hard not to suspect this whole thing is actually a coordinated setup and promotional advertisent by them.]

[Impossible, right? So they've been making a fuss for over a month, actually just to advertise this AI software?]

[In their country, even the president steps in to do advertisents, what's impossible?]

[Oh my god! Then this is truly a grand sche! They've played everyone, from the organizer to the contestants, and even the onlookers!]

[You all are just watching the spectacle. Am I the only one who's genuinely interested in this software? So does anyone know what this software is actually called? It can't really be a software the big shot developed himself, right? Did he provide a link on the foreign websites?]

[Can DM.]

[DM , I'll send it to you.]

[LOL, I don't know if they advertised or not, but this group dostically is about to start advertising. Everyone, definitely don't believe it. Little Black said this AI is for his own use, there's no link or access.]

[Am I the only one who thinks this "cha Battle" made by Little Black looks sowhat familiar? Also, the na xiaohei really resembles a certain artist...]

[This is the tech zone, go next door for celebrity chasing!]

[Haha, I'm dying of laughter. One marketing account video, drawing out outsiders from all circles, and they're even rushing to claim it. Really funny.]

The intense discussions both dostically and internationally did not affect Xiao He.

After blasting all those who questioned him into a daze, Xiao He rattled off another barrage, making the organizer obediently shut up.

As for how this organizer should bear the pressure from other companies, that was no longer Xiao He's concern.

He continued busying himself with his main job.

...

Ti quickly arrived at November.

Xiao He managed to complete all the filming scenes for "Super Spaceti Confrontation" just before the Golden Flower Award ceremony.

As a sci-fi film with a ti travel the, the final ending naturally had another layer of reversal.

Past and future cause-and-effect lines intersected. Perhaps the mont the tiline was changed, it was already a different space. One side firmly believed in human body machinery ascension, the other firmly believed in the eternal existence of external assistance. There was no absolute right or wrong in this itself. Even the final winner might not necessarily be the righteous savior—

The protagonist Lu An, after discovering Assassin A's weakness, successfully defeated Assassin A.

And that "creature" whose thinking had been completely taken over by chanical data, losing all human emotion, finally regained brief clarity.

The irony was that when human life had beco completely dependent on machinery, the machinery's shutdown did not cause life to completely perish.

In other words, at this mont, the life of the "machinery" had reached its end, but the part of life belonging to the "human" was still stubbornly gasping its last breath.

No one knew whether it was because the machine was too fragile, or because human life was always full of miracles.

But he was ultimately going to die.

In the ruins, the chanical man was already battered and bruised. His head had been blasted until only half remained, looking not only miserable but even sowhat terrifying.

Both of his eyes were completely destroyed, unable to transmit images of the scene. Only a faint infrared sense remained, allowing him to barely know that his opponent was standing before him now.

Unfortunately, even if he wanted to say so last words now, he could no longer produce sound. His speech function was also damaged.

Sowhat ironic, and sowhat tragic.

In the end, he could only tremulously extend his remaining chanical left hand, palm open, extending a faintly glowing data cable, attempting to interface with Lu An's communicator to leave sothing for him.

Lu An looked coldly at the "pile of scrap tal" before him, not knowing what kind of struggle he still wanted to make.

Was he trying to take this opportunity to use a cyber virus to infect his communicator, or was he trying to use the network for a final escape?

It couldn't be that he wanted to say sothing to him, could it?

Just as Lu An hesitated in this mont, the cha behind him had already raised its hand, very intelligently locking onto the chanical man on the ground, and with a bang, shattered Assassin A's brain.

"Boom—"

The last remaining glimr of light extinguished, the human body's life functions completely lost. Assassin A's hand fell heavily, completely turning into a pile of scrap tal.

At this mont, Assassin A's scenes ca to a complete end...

Lu An, however, looked back at the cha behind him.

The cha that had fought alongside him for so long had also now reached the edge of being scrapped. Its body was covered in scars, but it couldn't hide its forr brilliance. After launching its final attack, it silently crouched on the ground, like a small hill.

It seed that now, all external objects had completed their missions.