The whirlpool of public opinion is more violent than imagined.
That article is called "Shocking Revelations!" "The article spread like a virus in major e-sports forums, social media and short video platforms.
Countless self-media and marketing accounts have retweeted and reposted the content in order to gain traffic, regardless of whether it is true or false, and add fuel and jealousy to create secondary works.
"I've been unhappy with Su Mo for a long time. After winning a championship, it's like 25,800,000 yuan. It's really not a good thing!"
"Brother Holy Spear is so miserable. It's okay if he didn't play in the S game. Come back now. They also have to be suppressed by the newcomer king. Is this how EDG treats its meritorious veterans? "
"Haha, the photos have come out, and they are flirting with that female capitalist. Who would believe it if there is no deal behind it? The e-sports circle is very deep!"
"My fans have turned black. I didn't expect you to be such a Mo god. For the sake of your own status, you would even do things to your teammates. It's disgusting!"
Humours came in like a flood, and Su Mo's Weibo comment area was completely destroyed in just a few hours.
EDG's official account is also full of angry remarks demanding that the club "severely punish the team tyrant" and "give justice to the Holy Gunner."
· EDG base training strength, Su Mo and others gathered there.
Jiejie slapped the table and said, "Are these people blind?! Can't they see what Brother Mozi did to Brother Gun? Losing to IG is a problem for all of us. Why should we blame Brother Gun, and why the hell should we blame Brother Mo?!"
Brother Mozi sat in his seat, his lips pursed tightly.
He was not sad because of being scolded, but because he had become a weapon used by others to attack Su Mo.
pacing back and forth in the training room with his mobile phone, constantly muttering: "Check! You must find out the details of this "esports insider"! Let the public relations department quickly prepare a statement and send a lawyer's letter!"
"It's useless, Abu. "The factory director sighed, "This kind of marketing account is a leather company. You can't win if you sue. If you issue a statement, they will only be called "capital consequences control", which becomes darker and darker."
The center of the incident, Su Mo, was unusually calm.
He leaned back on the e-sports chair and even took the time to read the comments that criticized him. Occasionally, he would chuckle when he saw something particularly "creative".
"Brother Mo Zi, you..." Brother Shengqiang looked at him and asked strangely, "How can you still laugh at this time?"
"Otherwise? Are you crying?" Su Mo put down his phone, looked around at his indignant teammates, and waved his hand, "Don't look like the sky is falling. Abu, PR department first "Don't move, don't make a statement."
"Why!" Abu was puzzled, "If you don't clarify, won't your character be completely ruined?"
"Do I have a character..." Su Mo asked, then stood up, took his mobile phone, and said while operating: "The best way to deal with rumors is not to explain."
“What is that?” Everyone looked at him.
Su Mo's lips curved in a playful way: "I lifted the table so they didn't have to play."
After saying that, he pressed the send button.
The next second, a brand new Weibo appeared in the center of the storm.
I'm a fool!
No explanation, no clarification, just a simple insult.
This Weibo, like a depth charge thrown into a calm lake, instantly detonated the entire network!
The comment area, which was still in a fierce battle, was strangely stagnant for a few seconds.
Immediately afterwards, the number of likes, comments, and retweets began to soar at an exponentially terrifying speed!
【Holy shit! The real owner is gone! 】
【Hahahahaha, it’s you, Brother Mozi! Other idols send legal letters, but you just scold them! 】
【This style is so damn cool! 】
【It’s so funny, the public relations team must have been dumbfounded. I haven’t seen anything like this in ten years of working in the industry. 】
Su Mo's Weibo, in an unreasonable way, instantly diluted the originally heavy and depressing atmosphere.
Countless "passerby" netizens who were driven away by the rhythm were attracted by this Weibo post with a strange style of painting, and started to watch it with a mentality of eating melons.
The fans of Su Mo and those truly rational viewers seem to have found a clarion call to fight back.
"It's not bad, I really laughed. A person who can take the initiative to give up his starting position just to be lazy, and even wants to lie down and watch teammate C every day, you say he is a "team tyrant"? What does he occupy? He occupies the water fountain?"
"That's right! If Brother Mo Zi really wants to recruit the Holy Spear Brother, why not be the substitute himself?"
"What you said above is right, the logic in that revelation doesn't make sense at all! Brother Mozi's fight against FPX was obviously to put out fires, so why did he end up suppressing his teammates?"
"I started to wonder, did Brother Mozi offend someone? The photo of the wine tasting party was obviously taken secretly, and only captured him and Mr. Qin. I remember that there were many people at the scene at the time. This is a typical malicious guidance!"
The direction of public opinion began to show a strange reversal.
Su Mo's simple and crude response inspired the public's rebellious psychology and desire to explore.
More and more people are beginning to feel that there may be something fishy behind this incident.
Soon, one of the technology emperors will come to an end.
A netizen with the ID "Code Farmer" published a technical analysis post: "I tracked the "e-sports insider" and the first batch of accounts that forwarded the rhythm, and found that their IP addresses were highly concentrated in a few fixed overseas nodes, and the posting time and comment format showed a high degree of uniformity. This can basically be concluded that a professional "Navy Army" organization is conducting a premeditated smear operation. "
This post, like a boulder, breaks open the door to the truth.
Immediately afterwards, another company executive who also participated in the wine tasting that night, probably because he could not understand such despicable tactics, broke the news anonymously on the forum: "I was at the scene that night, and when Su Mo and Mr. Qin were chatting, there were several people next to him, including Zhou from Shengshi Group. Yi. The CEO of Tianhong Capital named Li was so drunk that he couldn't get off the stage and his face turned green. As for who had the motive to blackmail Su Mo, the clues were connected one by one.
Motive (Mr. Li’s revenge after being publicly humiliated), means (hiring trolls), and evidence (technical analysis and anonymous testimony), a complete logical closed loop is formed!
Netizens instantly transformed into Sherlock Holmes and dug up information about Tianhong Capital and Mr. Li.
They discovered that the public relations company invested by this company happened to be a company known for its "dirty methods" in the industry.
At this point, the truth is revealed!
The topic #Sumo Graduated from hot searches at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was replaced by the topic # Feeling Heartbroken Su Mo#.
Previous comments that abused Su Mo were washed away by countless angry netizens, and were replaced by overwhelming demands for apology and support.
In the EDG base, Abramovich and his team members were dumbfounded as they watched this miraculous reversal of public opinion on their mobile phones, and were speechless for a long time.
They thought about all kinds of martial arts, including public relations drafts, lawyer's letters, evidence chains... but before they even took action, the enemy had been "humanized" to the point of KO by Su Mo and the majority of netizens in the most primitive way.
"Brother Mozi... is awesome!" Jiejie held it in for a long time, and finally uttered these four words, his eyes full of admiration.
Brother Shengqiang stood up even more excitedly, walked to Su Mo, and bowed deeply: "Brother Mo Zi, thank you."
Su Mo patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother, you can't say this without saying anything. Well, it has nothing to do with you at all."
…
In the top-floor office of the Qin Group in another city, Qin Lan watched the end of the farce on his mobile phone, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly.
"Miss, this Su Mo... the way he handles crises is really unique." The assistant beside him couldn't help but comment.
“He is not dealing with a crisis,” Qin Lan picked up the coffee, her beautiful eyes flashing with admiration, “He is just being himself. He doesn’t care about the rumors at all. He believes in his fans and justice. This kind of confidence and insight into people’s hearts, Better than any business method."
She paused and whispered to herself: "This man is becoming more and more fascinating."
At Shengshi Group, Zhou Yi also saw this news. He just smiled gently and told his secretary: "Cross Tianhong Capital off our future cooperation list. People with too small a structure can't get far."
At this moment, Mr. Li, the initiator of this turmoil, was facing the fake antique vases that were smashed on the floor in his office, shaking with anger.
Not only did he fail to discredit Su Mo, but he also implicated himself and the company, becoming the laughing stock of the entire network. He knew that his reputation in the circle was completely ruined.
The next afternoon after the storm subsided, Su Mo was wearing headphones and watching an old movie comfortably on the sofa in the training room when his phone suddenly vibrated.
Found that the message was from Qin Lan:
"Mr. Li from Tianhong Capital has been removed from the list of directors of the Chamber of Commerce by my father. All channels under our Qin Group have also completely terminated cooperation with Tianhong Capital and its affiliated companies. A small lesson to help you vent your anger."
The content of the text message is concise, but it reveals a powerful force that cannot be ignored.
Su Mo took off his headphones and looked at the few lines of words, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect Qin Lan to move so quickly and strike so harshly.
The Chamber of Commerce will be removed from the company and cooperation will be terminated. After these measures, Mr. Li's life in the circle will probably be very difficult.
Although he didn't take the clown seriously, someone took the initiative to speak out for him, and he had to recognize this favor.
He thought for a moment and dialed the number.
电话很快被接起，秦岚那带着一丝笑意的声音传来：「看到消息了。」
「看到了，」苏墨的语气很客气，「秦小姐费心了，其实没必要为那种人动气。」
"When he makes you unhappy, he makes me unhappy." Qin Lan's voice was naturally domineering, "And, my partner, I don't want him to be harassed by any flies. This is not only for you, but also to maintain the appearance of my future "e-sports empire.""
She mentioned the grand blueprint again without hesitation.
Su Mo smiled helplessly, knowing that this topic could not be avoided.
"Anyway, I still have to thank you."
"A thank you is not enough," Qin Lan said, "To celebrate our future 'King' clearing away the pebbles on the road, I will be the host tonight and treat you to a meal. How about it?"
Here we go again.
Su Mo could almost imagine how Qin Lan's beautiful eyes that were determined to win were shining on the other end of the phone.
He leaned on the sofa and changed into a more comfortable position, but his tone was very sincere: "Thank you very much, Miss Qin, for the invitation, but the team has been training very hard recently, and they are about to play in the playoffs, so I really can't spare the time. When the season is over, I'll ask you."
He cleverly regained the initiative, neither directly refusing to hurt the opponent's face, nor pushing the time to a distant future.
He really didn’t want to go.
First, he doesn't like this kind of meal with a strong purpose;
Second, he is now enjoying the fishing life in EDG where he can "come on whenever he wants and rest whenever he wants". For the "empire" that requires him to shoulder everything, he doesn't want to experience it yet.
Qin Lan on the other end of the phone was so smart that she immediately understood Su Mo's subtext.
Instead of being angry, she chuckled: "Okay, I will remember what you said. Then I wish you good results in the playoffs, and I will wait for you in the finals."
After hanging up the phone, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had escaped a troublesome job.
He threw his phone aside, put on his headphones again, and returned his attention to the movie. It seemed as if the phone call just now and the capital game behind it were just a small episode in life, far less interesting than the light and shadow on the screen in front of me.
…
In the days that followed, the atmosphere in the EDG base got back on track.
The haze of the tragic defeat at IG and the public opinion turmoil on the Internet disappeared with the victory over FPX and the truth came to light.
The whole team is fully committed to the final stage of the regular season and preparations for the upcoming playoffs.
In the training room, the sound of keyboard and mouse tapping comes and goes, becoming the main theme of every day.
After experiencing the storm of team dominance, Brother Shengqiang's mentality became more calm and tenacious.
Su Mo’s words, “To deal with a madman, you can only be crazier than him” awakened him.
He was no longer timid in training and began to try more radical heroes and play styles, striving to better integrate his style with the needs of the team.
Jiejie and Scout's mid-field linkage is becoming more and more tacit, and the bottom lane combination of Viper and Meiko is still EDG's most stable carry point.
The whole team, like a precise machine, started to run at high speed again.
Su Mo, on the other hand, naturally entered the sage mode, focusing on fishing.
While his teammates were having heated discussions on voice over how to deal with a ward position or a wave of troops, Su Mo was leisurely scrolling through short videos.
While the factory director and Abu were holding tactical boards, studying the next opponent's BP strategy, and were blushing from the discussion, Su Mo was holding a cup of milk tea, studying the newly released swords beside him, thinking about what new items to add to his collection.
When the team members collapse on the chairs after a day of high-intensity training matches, Su Mo is often the one in the best spirits. He will be the first to rush to the cafeteria, or pull Meiko to start two matches, and play some happy games such as "AD Stone Man" and "AP Prince", which are called relaxing and expanding the understanding of heroes.
The factory director has long been accustomed to this. He knew that what was terrifying about Su Mo lay not in the amount of training, but in his innate sense of the game and his big heart at critical moments. As long as others are in the base, even if they are sleeping, it can give everyone an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
This afternoon, EDG made an appointment with WBG to play a training match.
Handgun brother faced TheShy in the top lane, and chose Jace to play Quisanti, and he played extremely focused.
Su Mo moved a small bench as if nothing happened and sat not far behind Brother Shengqiang, sipping instant noodles and watching the battle.
"Hey, Brother Gun, the angle of your cannon is wrong. Move half a body to the left, and you can stop the hand-raising movement of the cannon truck."
"Don't rush to cut the hammer, he's almost full of anger, lie to him first."
"Jiejie, don't go down, TheShy didn't dodge, you just hit him directly, he will die."
Su Mo held his face in his mouth and gave "off-site guidance" inarticulately. But every point he made accurately predicted the opponent's movements and psychology.
Brother Shengqiang was a little nervous at first, but later he found out that playing according to Su Mo's instructions, the pressure on the line dropped sharply, and he could even gain an advantage, and he was completely convinced.
After a training match, EDG easily won.
Brother Shengqiang took off his headphones and looked back with admiration: "Brother Mozi, you... have X-ray vision?"
Su Mo took the last sip of noodle soup, burped contentedly, and wiped his mouth: "What's perspective? It's called the consciousness of a top player. Learn more, you're still not far away from me."
After saying that, he patted his butt, carried the bowl of instant noodles, and wandered towards the tea room, leaving behind a group of teammates who were dumbfounded.
For him, giving advice is far easier and more comfortable than going into battle himself.
As for the broader stage, his own e-sports empire?
Su Mo looked up at the bright sunshine outside the window and stretched out.
Besides, the weather is so good today, it’s more important to take a nap.