Chapter 552 If You Are Drawn, It Must Be Cheating

Dot Chinese website, this is currently the most powerful website in China. It is not only the largest in China, but also the website with the most writers. A holy place in the heart, many newcomers hope to become a god here, because only if you succeed here can you prove that you are a truly capable writer.

But just like Bai Birch said just now, many people's writing is not very good, and only those works of great gods can achieve good results.

The best-selling list of Metro Channel, the top five have been unshakable for more than two months, and those writers at the level of gods have dominated it, but today, right under the eyes of the birch tree, suddenly the first place was taken by a group of writers. The fairy-level gourmet anchor originally written by Bai Huadeng was captured, which made Bai Birch completely unbelievable.

He stared dumbfounded at the page on his computer, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then took a closer look. He was sure that his eyes were not blurred, and the first place was indeed the immortal class written by that white lantern. Food anchor this book.

"Crazy, I'm going crazy, what kind of trouble is this going on? What kind of crap book is this? It's just signed and not even put on the shelves. Why did it suddenly jump to the top of the bestseller list? "

Bai Birch was not feeling well, he grabbed his hair with both hands, his eyes were wide open.

His first thought was that this guy named Bai Huadeng must have achieved good grades, otherwise it would be impossible to be so crazy.

It's just that when he saw the reward for this book from the fairy-level gourmet anchor, this guy couldn't hold on any longer, his body shook violently, and then... Then he plopped and sat on the ground.

There is a feature of Dot Zhongren.com, that is, anyone who tipped more than 500 Huaxia Coins will be displayed in red fonts in the reader's tip column next to it, which is also called Piaohong.

But now that Bai Birch saw the reward column of this book, the stuff immediately exploded.

Because in the reward column of this book, the column is full of bright red colors, it can be said that the red makes people dizzy.

"Day, do you want to do this? How come there are so many rewards for this broken book?"

Seeing these rewards, Bai Birch was convinced of at least one thing, that is, there was absolutely no score for this book, because there were too many rewards, and unless the author was a rich man, it was impossible for him to spend so much money to get grades .

Bai Birch stood up from the ground, trying to calm himself down, but his body was calm, and his hands were still trembling.

He sat on a chair, supported the table with one hand, picked up the mouse with the other hand, and clicked on the book's fan list.

This fan list is arranged according to the amount of rewards received by fans, more than 500 is the master, and more than 1,000 is the leader.

When I clicked on the fan list of the fairy-level food anchor, the birch tree shook violently for a while again, and my jaw almost fell to the ground.

Because he found out that the fan list of this book is unexpectedly... It can't be displayed on one page!

One page is worth a thousand people, your sister, your book is not even on the shelves, and you are not a master, how can you have so many fans?

Well, even if you have so many fans, I accept it, but...but all of the more than 1,000 fucking fans are the leader! What the hell is this? !

Bai Birch immediately wondered if he was still dreaming today, because his three views shattered instantly at this moment, leaving nothing left.

"My god, crazy, this is crazy, how did this happen? Who can tell me? A thousand alliance leaders? Your sister is a thousand alliance. The entire Dot Chinese website, from its establishment to the present , Let alone the thousand alliances, even the eight hundred alliance leaders wish they could count them with one hand, okay, one thousand alliance leaders, what is that concept?!"

The guy collapsed on the chair, his breathing was rapid and loud, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

With trembling hands, he kept scrolling down the page, and finally reached the bottom of the page,

Then the birch exploded again.

"F*ck, shit, shit, dead, dead! I'm going to die! One thousand eight hundred and thirty-five pages of fans? Wori, are you kidding me? One page is a thousand fans, How much is 1,835 pages? One,835,000 followers! One million followers!"

Bai Birch's head was about to explode, he grabbed his hair vigorously, wishing to make himself bald, the thing in front of him was really exciting and awesome.

Although he has been an editor at Yuandian Chinese.com for seven or eight years, he has never seen a person with more than 1.8 million fans in these seven or eight years. It's just this network, is the number of fans so exaggerated?

He picked up the mouse again, and flipped through the pages one by one. As a result, the more he flipped, the more hairy he became. Fifty pages of lords!

Damn, 150 pages of lords, 1,000 lords per page, 150,000 lords!

150,000 alliance leaders!

Thinking of this number, Bai Birch collapsed.

Because it's not a question of whether you're joking or not, it's that there's something wrong with the book, something that's driving all the editors crazy.

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

It didn't take long for the entire Dot Chinese website to know about this book, and immediately, this book was pushed to the top of the wave.

All of this, the audience in Ye Fei's live broadcast room didn't know at all, not even the white lantern of the street-fighting emperor, he was still in the excitement of everyone wanting to watch him.

Because he needs support, he needs attention, he doesn’t care about money when he writes a book, he only cares about being able to write a book that people can really read, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to persist for fifteen years.

Seeing that many viewers in Ye Fei's live broadcast room were discussing his book, at this moment, the emperor had an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. He felt that his book could bring joy to people and let people enjoy it after tea and dinner. He is very satisfied with leisure and entertainment.

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

Ye Fei said at this time: "Congratulations to our Pujie Dadi for becoming our live broadcast guest tomorrow, ahem, please allow me to say, Pujie Dadi, you have to pay for advertising in my live broadcast room."

Street Fighting Emperor: "..."

Seeing this guy post a string of ellipses, everyone laughed, they knew it was Ye Fei's joke.

Sure enough, Ye Fei went on to say with a smile: "Okay, here I also hope that the book results of Pujie Dadi will get better and better, but this matter will be over for the time being, and we will draw the second lucky audience next."

With that said, Ye Fei looked at Yao Jianshe.

As a result, Yao Jianshe quickly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I won't smoke this time, let Mr. Qin do it."

He was intimidated by the female audience in Ye Fei's live broadcast room. Those people were so enthusiastic that it was unbearable.

Ye Fei, Qin Jianlin, and Arathor all laughed seeing Yao Jianshe's resignation, and even many viewers in the live broadcast also laughed in reality.

Qin Jianlin came to the computer with a smile, and said, "Okay, since Mr. Yao...doesn't draw, then I will draw the second lucky viewer on his behalf."

As a result, just as Qin Jianlin finished speaking, a message popped up from the live broadcast room: "Dad, beat me!"

Qin Jianlin: "......"

Everyone: "..."

"Pfft~~~ Bazhen Yushi, I can tell you responsibly that your father can control hundreds of billions of assets and tens of thousands of families, but he can't control Ye Shen's lucky disk absolutely. It’s not like he can smoke whoever he says he wants to smoke.”

"That's right, Qin Zekai, don't think that if your dad wants to draw a lottery, it must be you. Let me tell you, it's okay if you are not drawn, but if you are drawn, it must be cheating."

Qin Zekai: "...Damn it, you can't do this."

Qin Jianlin saw the message from his son, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Don't think that you are my son, so I will beat you. We haven't settled the debt yet. I will settle it with you when I go back."

Qin Zekai: "..."

This guy dives right in.

Did he know that he had cheated on his father, dug such a big hole for his father to jump in, he probably would have nothing good to eat when he came back.

After making a fuss, Qin Jianlin started to click on the lucky disk.

How else can I say that people are doing big things, and the things they do are really neat and tidy. I clicked the lucky disk, stood up and left the computer.