Chu Tian read through several comments, especially this last one. They even tagged your name, and you still won't say who it is you're talking about? Such shamelessness.

Even though both the company and Xu Qingqiu's studio were well-prepared, he still felt angry thinking of how tired Xu Qingqiu looked today.

In his previous life, he had already experienced the power of keyboard warriors. Due to the strict management of his company, he never had the chance to clash with them directly.

Even when playing games, his agent tightly controlled him, not allowing him to type or use voice chat, fearing he might unleash a torrent of profanity and cause a PR disaster.

So, he rarely cursed at people. Although he might occasionally swear, he would often be scolded by his agent for it.

He had already transmigrated, and now the target was his girlfriend. How could he endure this?

Of course, having learned his lesson from a setback right after transmigrating, he glanced at his own account and casually registered a new one.

Then he went straight to that comment and began to unleash his fury.

[You ** you ****]

[Big **** your ****]

After sending them out and taking a look, Chu Tian grew even angrier. How can they automatically censor this? Although it was clear the curses were vile and filled with mother-related insults, being so heavily censored just wasn't satisfying.

No, this wouldn't do. It was missing the mark, and his burner account might accidentally get banned.

He quickly deleted those two comments and exited to start creating images.

Censor my words, will you? Let's see you try censoring images then!

Chu Tian, who hadn't felt such fiery passion in a long time, instantly transformed into a master of online insults, entering a frenzied mode.

He didn't need any training in this "national art" of cursing; it was practically an innate talent, merely a matter of proficiency.

Of course, simply cursing might not beat the other person, but he had other methods.

In his previous life, he was a King, the first one under the new standards for artists in high-pressure circumstances, hailed for exemplary conduct.

The secret, besides the team's strict management and his own self-discipline, was psychological intervention. This was to help him avoid depression and to provide psychological counseling when he encountered certain stressful situations.

As a result of continuous exposure, Chu Tian had also learned a bit about psychology.

He might not excel in other areas, but he could use this in insulting others.

First, he would analyze the opponent's weaknesses through their words. Then, he would attack those weaknesses and use language to lead their thoughts down a path he designed.

Continuously attacking and targeting the opponent's vulnerabilities in the trap he set, until they broke down.

Basically, that was the idea.

With a theoretical basis, complemented by images packed with mother-related insults, Chu Tian instantly returned to the battlefield, going on a rampage.

[Oh, it's you? Your company's been overusing this account so much, you didn't even bother to switch it up. Did you spend all the marketing money Qin Xiao gave you on your boss's car or on a mistress? Cursing.jpg]

[Did you even get your elementary school diploma? Did your three-year-old nephew write this copy? Do you really think everyone else is a fool? Your attempt to stir up trouble is way too obvious. My son has a third-grade language arts textbook, want to borrow it? Continues cursing.jpg]

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Others had already grown accustomed to this burner account cursing people. After all, Xu Qingqiu had many fans, and it was quite normal to encounter some who were angry enough to start swearing.

But then everyone noticed those two comments had disappeared and assumed the system deleted them, never expecting this burner account to make a comeback.

And what sort of tactic is this?

You could say he was cursing, but there wasn't a single dirty word in his entire comment. Yet, even those not directly involved felt a bit incensed, especially the corporate drones and wage earners.

This is some serious collateral damage, isn't it? Even bystanders are getting hit!

And if you say he wasn't cursing, well, every comment was followed by a reaction image. When opened—wow, just wow—the sheer volume of mother-related insults went through the roof.

[Damn, you can play like this? My education's ruined!]

[Nice one, bro! You're a pro. Learned another new trick!]

[I don't know how those who were cursed feel, but our boss just got a Panamera last Friday. Everyone in the company was rushing to take pictures with it. I joined in the silly laughter, only now realizing how stupid I was [crying]]

[Bro, stop it! Today, I drove the boss's mistress to the station, and he gave me two hundred bucks for my trouble. I was grinning like an idiot. Now I realize the boss is the real scumbag!]

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