The Fine Food Broadcaster

Dot Chinese Website, this is the most popular website in China at present. It is not only the largest in China, but also the website with the most writers. The holy place in my heart, many newcomers want to seal God here, because only successful here can prove that you are a true level writer.

But just like the birch tree just said, many people write not very well, and only those works of great gods can get good results.

The top list of the Metro Channel has been in the top five for more than two months. Those great god-level writers have occupied it, but today, under the eyelids of birch trees, the first place was suddenly The fairy-tale gourmet anchor written by White Lantern was captured, which made the birch tree impossible to believe.

He stared blankly at the page on his computer. He rubbed his eyes hard, and then took a closer look. He was sure that his eyes had no flowers. The first place was indeed the fairy fairy written by the ghostly white lantern. Gourmet anchor this book.

"Crazy, Lao Tzu is going crazy, what kind of trouble is this? What kind of broken book is this? Just signing a contract and not even getting it on the shelves, why does it suddenly jump to the top of the hot list? "

The birch tree was not good for himself. He clenched his hair with both hands, his eyes rounded.

His first thought was that this guy named white lantern would definitely score, otherwise it would not be so crazy.

It was only when he saw the reward of the book of the fairy-level gourmet anchor that the product could not hold it anymore, his body shook violently for a while, then ... and then fluttered to sit on the ground.

One feature of Dot ChinaNet is that anyone who rewards more than five hundred Chinese coins will be displayed in red font in the rewards column next to the reader, which is also called floating red.

But now that the birch tree saw the rewards column of this book, the goods exploded directly.

Because in the rewards column of this book, the columns are full of red and bright colors. It can be said that red makes people dizzy.

"Oh my god, do you want this? Why is there so much reward in this broken book?"

Seeing these rewards, the birch tree is at least convinced that this book has absolutely no rewards, because there are too many rewards. Unless the author is a local tyrant, otherwise it is impossible to make so much money. .

The birch rose from the ground, trying to calm himself down, but his body was calm, and his hands were still shaking.

He was sitting on a chair, holding the table with one hand, holding the mouse up with the other, and then opened the book's fan list.

This fan list is arranged according to the number of fans rewarding, more than five hundred are the guru, more than one thousand are the leader.

When opening the fan list of this fairy food anchor, the birch tree shook violently for a while, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.

Because he found that the fan list of this book turned out to be ...

One page is a thousand people, your sister, you do n’t even have this book on the shelves, and you are not a great god. How could there be so many fans?

Well, even if you have so many fans, I accept it, but ... but his mother's more than a thousand fans are all owners! What the **** is this? !!

Birch tree now directly doubts whether he is still dreaming today, because his three views immediately collapsed at this moment, leaving no residue at all.

"My god, neuropathy, this is a neuropathy, how did this happen? Who can tell me? One thousand alliance leaders? This is your sister's one thousand alliances. The entire dot Chinese website, from its creation to the present , Let alone a thousand alliances, that is, one hand of the eight hundred alliance leaders can't wait to count them, okay, one thousand alliance owners, what is that concept ?! "

The whole person collapsed on the chair, his breathing was short and loud, and his forehead was sweating.

He shook his hand, kept pulling down the page, and finally reached the bottom of the page, and then the birch tree exploded again.

"Oh, oh, ah, dead, dead! I'm going to die! Fans of 1,835 pages? Woj, do you tease me? One page has 1,000 fans, How many pages are 1,835? One hundred and eighty-three thousand and fifty-five thousand fans! One million followers! "

The birch's head was about to explode. He froze his hair tightly, anxiously wishing to shave himself into a bald head. The matter in front of him was too exciting and terrifying.

Although he has been editing on Dot Chinese Website for seven or eight years, in these seven or eight years, he has never seen a person with a fan who can have more than 1.8 million people. This is the network. Is the number of fans so exaggerated?

He picked up the mouse again, and turned it page by page. The more he turned, the more hairy he turned. The more he turned, the more he wanted to go crazy, because he had turned one hundred and fifty pages, and one hundred appeared. Fifty pages of the lord!

Hey, one hundred and fifty pages of lords, one thousand pages, one hundred and fifty pages is 150,000 lords!

150,000 lords!

Thinking of this number, the whole birch tree collapsed.

Because it's no longer a joke problem, it's a problem with this book, a problem that drives all editors crazy.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurried to find his editor-in-chief, but when the editor-in-chief of the city saw this book, he was crazy.

It didn't take long for the entire DotChinese website to know about this book, and suddenly it was pushed to the forefront.

All this, the audience in Ye Fei ’s live broadcast room did n’t even know it, not even the white lantern on the street, he was still in the excitement that everyone wanted to see him.

Because he needs support, he needs to be watched. He doesn't care about writing more books, he only cares about being able to write a real book that people can read, otherwise he won't be able to stick to it for fifteen years.

Watching many viewers in Ye Fei's live room discussing their books, at this moment, the Emperor of the Street has an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. He feels that his books can bring joy to people and make people stay away from tea For a moment of entertainment, he was satisfied.

It took a long time for this wave to pass, and the entire live broadcast room began to slowly calm down.

Ye Fei said at this time: "Congratulations to our street fluttering emperor to be our live guest tomorrow. Ahem, please allow me to say that, street fluttering emperor, you have to pay for advertising in my live broadcast room."

Emperor on the street: "... …… .."

Seeing a bunch of ellipses in this shipment, everyone laughed, they knew that this was Ye Fei joking.

Sure enough, Ye Fei continued with a smile and said, "Okay, here I also wish the Emperor Street's book results are getting better and better, but this matter has temporarily passed, we next draw the second lucky audience."

Talking, Ye Fei looked at Yao Jianshe.

As a result, Yao Jianshe quickly waved his hand ~ www.readwn.com ~ said: "Forget it, this time I will not smoke, let Mr. Qin smoke."

He was frightened by the female audience in Ye Fei's live broadcast room. Those people were simply too enthusiastic and unbearable.

Seeing Yao Jian's admiration, Ye Fei, Qin Jianlin, and Arathor all laughed, and even many viewers in the live broadcast laughed in reality.

Qin Jianlin came to the computer with a smile and said, "Well, since Mr. Yao ... doesn't smoke, then I'll smoke this second lucky audience for him."

As a result Qin Jianlin's words were just finished, and a message popped up during the live broadcast: "Dad, pump me!"

Qin Jianlin: "………… .."

Everyone: "........."

"噗 ~~~ Bazhenyushi, I can tell you very responsibly that your dad can control hundreds of billions of assets and tens of thousands of families, but he can't control Ye God's lucky dish. This thing is not what he said to smoke. "

"That is, Qin Zekai, don't think your dad is going to draw, it must be you, tell you, if you are not drawn, it is okay, if you are drawn, it must be cheating."

Qin Zekai: "........... I depend, you can't do this."

Qin Jianlin saw the news from his son, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Don't think you're my son, I'll take you. Our two accounts haven't been calculated yet. I'll calculate with you when I go back."

Qin Zekai: "........."

This cargo dives straight.

He knew that he had pitted his dad, and dug a big pit for his dad to jump. It is estimated that he did not have any good fruit when he returned.

After a bit of trouble, Qin Jianlin began to click on the lucky disk.

Why not say that people are doing big things? The work is really neat and neat. I ordered a lucky dish and stood up and left the computer.