"It's a good idea, you can give it a try."

Lin Zhao chuckled and nodded. This guy is really smart. He hits and eliminates other celebrities in the industry.

Tang Gulifei clapped her hands and smiled: "This is a good idea."

Tang Yuan glanced at Lin Shuang and nodded with approval.

"We need to have a database within the circle so we can know which invitations are genuine, valid and well-intentioned."

"The malice is not just about taking advantage, there are even actors in the industry who only found out after joining the set that they were involved in pyramid schemes. They were imprisoned for thirty days before they were rescued, so anything can happen."

"..."

Lin Shuang's eyes were opened. Although he had seen a large number of cases in school, there were many things in the entertainment industry that would not be exposed to the public. If they were to be exposed, how many people would be shot.

"I have a software here that is managed by fans. It has several functions..."

Lin Zhao clicked on a software.

"One is to extract fans' comments from the website, and the other is to archive the data so that it can be analyzed."

"Including video barrage."

Lin Shuang raised his eyes: "Reptile software?"

Lin Zhao nodded: "Judg what type of fans these people are based on their speeches."

Lin Shuang sighed. Nowadays, buying and selling data may be illegal, and using crawlers to capture data is definitely illegal. Several were sent in last year.

But for more important arrangements, you should secretly prepare one yourself.

This is the same as when someone carries a self-defense weapon.

"I tried it at your place yesterday," Lin Zhao said to Lin Shuang. "At first, most of them were just casual fans, and then some true fans showed up."

"So soon? True love is too cheap." Lin Shuang didn't believe it.

"This is just the judgment standard built into the software." Lin Zhao said.

She clicked a certain button again: "I collected the most popular video yesterday. It was someone else's video of you playing ball. It has already received 10 million views and 500,000 comments..."

As he said this, fan messages began to scroll on the wall. They were all barrages, many of which represented various shocks, and some modal words.

Then I clicked and searched for true fans.

A number appeared immediately, just over 30,000.

"Congratulations, you have 30,000 true loves." Tang Yuan smiled half-heartedly.

Lin Shuang rolled his eyes: "How can this be true love? Is it based on the content or something else?"

Click with the cursor to view the list of true fans.

A bunch of online names came out.

"I don't know, but I judge that it may be based on the number of barrages posted, or the size of the characters."

"You didn't ask the developer?"

"I asked, and he said that there is an algorithm in it, which takes everything into account, including participation. If I want to know the specific algorithm, I have to pay another amount of money. One million."

"..."

"So your judgment is based on the number of barrages?"

"I took a look and it seems like two are considered a true fan."

"So this software may be like this. If a netizen leaves you a review, you are a fan, if you give you one review, you are a casual fan, and if you receive two reviews, you are a true fan..."

Haha, that’s right. If it’s not true love, who can give you two comments?

Now I really like it cheap.

"Maybe this is his logic. I guess he also added likes. If you add three comments in a row for quality, you are already a fan. Two evaluations are true love."

Lin Zhao looked at the software and said, "I also bought this for 50,000 yuan."

Lin Shuang was speechless. In fact, every celebrity wants this kind of software, but it is so poorly made and still sells for 50,000 yuan...

Maybe celebrity customers are not short of money, and then they want to have more fans and they will be happy.

"Does this mean we have to collect every video?"

"It is necessary, of course, because it is very scattered, and the data changes every day, so why people like official products, it is actually for statistical convenience."

“With this, can we do fan management? It feels like it’s still far away.”

"Yeah, this software is not mature either. It actually only does the job of collecting comments and archiving, and the data has to be re-added every time..."

"Can't we ask the website for a report?"

"You can ask for it, but they also want money. What I originally considered was to get one myself, once and for all. And it might not be convenient for the website to give it, because it would be considered selling the user's privacy, but if it's just to say how many fans there are, that's not the case.

What we really want is to nip problems in their bud; by the time this happens, it will be too late."

Lin Shuang didn't want to talk.

Xiaowai brushes out the task:

[Task: Develop a perfect fan management software by yourself, with a minimum guarantee of 10 million, and additional rewards.]

So delightful?

accept!

"I still need to get a better one." Lin Shuang said, "I don't want illegitimate meals to pop up one day. It will not only be bad for me, but also for you."

"I'll think of another way."

Lin Shuang thought for a while: "I can also give it a try."

"you?"

"I don't think it's difficult. It's just a matter of picking up the data and analyzing it. The person who programmed it may not know people well enough."

Lin Zhao took a deep look at Lin Shuang and hesitated: "That's okay."

"Do you know how to program?" Tang Yuan elbowed him, "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"Have you never taken a computer class?"

"I've been on it before..."

"You don't take it seriously, right? The teaching is very backward, but I will give some tutorials. We should do this ourselves. It shouldn't be difficult."

Tang Yuan's lips raised slightly: "From not very good to very good, is this your routine?"

"It doesn't matter if you give it a try. You don't have to worry about many arts. Besides, it doesn't feel difficult to talk about this kind of thing. I have the logic. I just want to study the language and some data interfaces."

"What a talent." Tang Yuan chuckled.

"Thank you too."

"Oh why?"

"After I accidentally injured you, I didn't dare to go out to play for fear of being beaten up, so I studied hard, including programming.

Really, I thought it would be good if I had many arts but not too much stress, and if my academic performance was good, if I was kicked out of the school, I would still be able to make a living." Lin Shuang said seriously.

"Are you really that miserable?"

Tang Yuan was sitting next to Lin Shuang, and at some point she put her hand on his waist and twisted it.

Lin Shuang resisted screaming and silently took over Xiao Wai's previous task in his mind: to reveal Tang Yuan's true face.

Not only because of the one million yuan, but he guessed that Tang Yuan's true identity might be that he was a little witch.

Lin Zhao probably saw it, and nodded with deep meaning in his eyes: "Then just give it a try, just don't hurt your waist too hard."

Tang Yuan's hand retracted when he was shocked, his face turned red and his ears felt hot.

"Let's check Lin Shuang's micro broadcast again. The video that was posted yesterday is the video of your running."

Lin Shuang watched it, and Lin Zhao had the video processed, removing her own voice and replacing it with subtitles.

Then I was on the treadmill, sweating profusely, and my figure was so good that every muscle seemed to be able to speak.

The volume of what he said was turned up a little louder, and subtitles were added.

Subtitles are in Chinese and English,

From thoughts on treadmills to the story of Sisyphus...

"Under the comments, most of them are complimentary," Lin Zhao raised his eyes with a smile on his lips, "There are also some who say they are too good at pretending..."

"There is a barrage here saying that this is fake. Unless you run in front of him."

Lin Shuang dismissed it: "It's fake. He thinks it's just right. There are people who divide a marathon into ten years. How can I catch them one by one and show them to him?"

"How many true fans can be found here?"

"That's more...three hundred thousand."

"What do you mean by true fans?" Tang Gulifei was curious and puzzled, "What do you want them to buy?"

"So the definition here is unclear. If you really want to segment it, you have to look at what you can call them to do, such as discounting for you, supporting you, consuming for you, for you...forget it, in fact, in the end

It’s best not to bother you.”

"What about you? What if a bunch of girlfriend fans show up?" Tang Gulifei's eyes seemed to have murderous intent.

"I will be scared!" Lin Shuang spread his hands helplessly, "I will feel like I am surrounded by zombies."
Chapter completed!