Chapter 11 The New God Ye Fei
Ye Fei didn't expect that when he was not live broadcasting, he would have to buy something from the system if he wanted something to eat. This was really unacceptable, but he had nothing to do.
"Forget you, give me a potato." Ye Fei said depressingly.
The American broadcasting system said: "A potato costs 300 Huaxia coins, and the host only has 250 yuan left in the bank card, so the transaction cannot be concluded."
"..." Ye Fei has black lines all over his head. This system is really a thief. It knows how much money is in his bank card. By the way, is there only 250 yuan left in his card? What an awkward number.
After that, Ye Fei had no choice but to go downstairs and buy two packs of instant noodles to make do with it.
After eating a full stomach, Ye Fei sat in front of the computer, and then opened his PP account (the mainstream chat software in this space, similar to our QQ).
While Ye Fei was doing this, the world was turned upside down in his god-level gourmet live broadcast room on the Qiuqiu live broadcast platform. A group of viewers expressed strong contempt and protest at Ye Fei's flashback, thinking it was an irresponsible person. An anchor is an anchor who has no integrity, an anchor who has not yet broken away from vulgar tastes.
Just when they were angry, someone came into the live broadcast room again, which made a group of people very strange. It is normal for people to come in during the live broadcast just now, but now that the live broadcast is over, there are still people coming in, which is It's a little strange.
But what was even more strange was still to come, because not one person came in, but twenty or thirty.
After this group of people came in, there was no movement, they just registered there.
The group of people who eat all over the world are very puzzled.
"Brothers, you are late, the anchor has finished today's live broadcast, you can't watch it anymore."
"That's right, you are unlucky, you missed such a wonderful show just now."
"I feel sorry for you."
"Sympathy +1"
"Sympathy +2"
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In the backstage of Qiuqiu's live broadcast, a group of statisticians were stunned and rolled their eyes.
These bastards even sympathized with us. Do you know who we are? By the way, what was the wonderful show they talked about just now? Is it really good?
"Let me tell you, everyone, was the show just now really good? We missed it, can you tell me about it?" an audience member named Xiao Pingping asked.
Taotie clicked his tongue twice and said, "It's not just wonderful, it's simply too wonderful."
Liu Ping knows Taotie. He is in charge of statistics in the food section. He has an impression of who is the most powerful anchor and which fans are strong in this section. He knows that Taotie is a local tyrant, and he is a local tyrant who loves food. Guy is here too.
The show that can make the big local tyrants can't help but praise it seems really extraordinary.
"Brother Taotie, can you tell me?"
Taotie said: "That program cannot be described in words, you can only experience its shock and charm by seeing it with your own eyes, if you ask me to say it, I can't describe it, because I can't find the right words to describe it. "
A group of Qiuqiu's live broadcast statistics felt even more itchy. After all, what kind of program is so praised by Taotie, it can't be described in words, so how do we know?
Xiao Pingping: "Is it really as good as you say?"
Eat all over the world interjected, saying: "It should only exist in the sky, but it is hard to find in the world, so go experience it yourself."
After finishing speaking, Eat All Over the World went offline.
Liu Ping and a bunch of statisticians can't wait to scold their mothers, what the hell is going on, you leave a thought, and then get out of the way, you might as well not say it, it will make people think about it.
Taotie also went offline at this time, and most of the audience also left. Not long after, there were still more than 30 people in the god-level gourmet live broadcast room, and most of them were counted by Qiuqiu's live broadcast.
In the end, the group of people didn't ask anything.
They also withdrew one by one.
In the statistics group of the gourmet section of Qiuqiu's live broadcast, Liu Ping withdrew from the god-level gourmet live broadcast room, scratching his hair in frustration.
"If you know, you don't go to ask. Not only did you not ask anything, but you also whetted your appetite. This matter is really speechless. In other words, what kind of show did Ye Fei make that is so amazing. "
Didi~~
A message came from the company's general group. Liu Ping opened it and saw that it was sent by colleagues from other departments.
"Is Liu Ping here? Is Liu Ping here? Is Liu Ping here? Say important things three times, look for Liu Ping, no, statistics from any food section are fine, come out, come out quickly." This is an outdoor exercise The statistics section is called Tie Meng, because this guy has a big head, and people in the company like to call him Tie Tou.
Liu Ping smiled and said, "Tietou, what's the matter?"
Tietou said: "Your new god Ye Fei just now, how many fans did he have in the live broadcast room when he was broadcasting live? The reward is so scary."
Liu Ping made a wry smile and said, "I don't know either. When I entered his live broadcast room just now, he was already offline."
Tietou directly sent a series of rolling eyes, and then another series of contemptuous expressions, and then said: "Have you been fooled by happiness? How many people in his room do you want to run over to see? You guys are statistics, can’t you tell the background data at a glance? I really lost to you.”
Liu Ping slapped his forehead: "Oh, I'll go, why didn't I think of such a simple and common method, brother Tietou, you are smart."
"Damn, this is common sense, okay? Are you hurting me? Hurry up and see how many fans that guy has circled. I guess at least five thousand, otherwise it would be impossible to reward so much."
A statistic in the fitness section said: "I don't think it's more than five thousand. If it's only five thousand, it's not easy for him to get so many tips in such a short period of time."
Others chimed in.
"I'd guess at least six thousand viewers."
"Six thousand five."
"I guess eight thousand."
"Ten thousand, don't even think about it without 10,000 viewers at such a fast speed."
At this time, many colleagues in the gourmet section saw that Ye Fei's reward finally stopped at 32,000, and the head turned gray, which meant that the anchor was offline, and they all left the big screen. One is still excited.
A young man who had a good relationship with Liu Ping turned around and saw Liu Ping busy in front of the computer not far away, and asked, "Liu Ping, what are you doing?"
Without turning his head, Liu Ping said loudly: "Let me see how many viewers there were in Ye Fei's live broadcast room according to the background statistics."
In a word, everyone ran over because they were also very concerned about this issue.
A group of colleagues surrounded Liu Ping. Liu Ping opened the page to count the number of viewers in the anchor room. When he saw the number of words on it, the group of people almost fainted. Liu Ping even swayed on his chair and almost fell go to the ground.
"I rely on it, can't I?"
"Oh, my titanium alloy eyes are really going blind, how is this possible?"
"Isn't this a big joke?"
"That's right, how could such a small number of people tip so much? You know, it's 32,000. An ordinary little god with tens of thousands of viewers may not be able to tip so much."
"My darling, it's so fucking exciting, how did this person do it?"
"There are so many rewards from more than 60 people, what if there are tens of thousands of people? Lao Fu, please help me, let me think about it."
"Just think about it, what else do you want me to help you with?"
"I'm afraid for a moment I'm going to pass out thinking about it."
"What did he do? Why are there so many people giving him rewards?"
"If you want to figure out this problem, watch the replay quickly. The technical team should have uploaded the video, so open it up and have a look."