The Fine Food Broadcaster

Chapter 790 Let's Fight for the Fourth Place

The Qin family banquet with seven dishes and one soup, Ye Fei, Yimihua and He Peng had a really enjoyable meal, all of them were full of oil, and the extremely rich aroma lingered in the room for a long time. go.

The audience in the live broadcast room also increased silently and rapidly. After Ye Fei and the others finished eating, the audience in the live broadcast room directly rushed to 498 million!

Ye Fei was talking to the audience in the live broadcast room while eating, and his eyes were staring at the number of viewers in his live broadcast room from time to time. When this guy saw the number of viewers increasing rapidly like inflated balls, he frightened himself Almost choked to death.

"It's scary, it's really scary." Ye Fei said quietly in his heart.

That's right, this speed is indeed not ordinary horror. This live broadcast is about to end. I didn't expect so many viewers to squeeze into the live broadcast room. This is a very strange phenomenon.

The viewers who entered the live broadcast room were all attracted by Ye Fei's table full of food the moment they entered, screaming one by one, seeing other people tipping, a group of people followed behind.

It can be said that Ye Fei's live broadcast room is completely occupied by props at this time. From top to bottom, from left to right, big and small tipping props are like crazy, emerging one after another, wave after wave.

Hill Hill Platform.

Ma Qingyun got up and left the food section group, instead of going back to his office or meeting room, he came to the company's reception room.

In this large reception room, there were five foreigners, and each of them had a computer in front of them. At this time, the five people's hands were constantly typing on the computer keyboard.

It's just that while typing, several people let out bursts of exclamation from time to time, then stared for a while with wide eyes, and then hurriedly typed the keyboard.

These five people are the top statisticians secretly sent by Johnson to the Qiuqiu platform. They have already arrived in Yinzhou City, China, but the matter is very confidential. Even Ma Qingyun only knew about it when Johnson announced that he was going to compete today.

At first, he was a little skeptical, but after the three people revealed their identities, Ma Qingyun knew that it was for real. Of course, he also understood what the purpose of these people was, that is to play the role of complex statistics and supervision , probably because he was afraid that he would cheat on Ye Fei's grades.

Ma Qingyun is not worried about this at all, because Ye Fei's grades are true or false. He has known better than anyone for a long time. It can be said that it is more real than real gold. During the Star River Cup anchor competition, some people suspected that he had cheated on the cost, and the association even deducted part of the results for this guy, but even so, he crushed everyone.

So facing the five top statisticians secretly sent by the International Association, Ma Qingyun knew what he was afraid of.

Entering the reception room, Ma Qingyun said with a smile: "You guys have worked hard, how are the statistics?"

None of the five statisticians paid any attention to him, because their eyes were all fixed on the computer in front of them.

"Jones, how are the statistics?" A middle-aged black man with a big belly asked without looking up.

Next to him was a young white man, without raising his head, he said, "The phased statistics are over."

The other three foreigners also said in unison: "The phased statistics are over."

The middle-aged black man hummed and said, "Report the number."

"Three billion eighty-five-nine hundred and seventy-six thousand two hundred and ninety-eight Huaxia coins!"

"Three billion eighty-five-nine hundred and seventy-six thousand two hundred and ninety-eight Huaxia coins!"

"..."

After the five people checked the data, the five people became more quiet. You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally all looked at Ma Qingyun.

"Mr. Ma, although we have cheating recognition software, I still have to ask you one more question. Are you sure Ye Fei didn't cheat by other means during the competition?"

Ma Qingyun smiled and pulled a chair beside him and sat down, and said: "I guarantee my personality, Ma Qingyun, Ye Fei has never cheated.

If you don't believe me, I can provide his previous live broadcast materials here, and you can get to know this anchor better, and maybe you will completely dispel your worries. "

The black man in the middle nodded, and said, "This is the best, I will trouble you."

"You're welcome, and I'm happy to cooperate with the work of the International Live Streaming Association."

After Ma Qingyun finished speaking, he made a phone call. Not long after, his secretary brought over a computer and a file bag, put it in front of Ma Qingyun and left.

Ma Qingyun turned on the computer, pushed it in front of several people, and said: "This is all the videos of him since he started broadcasting on our platform, but it is a bit long. In addition, this file bag contains the summary of his results after each live broadcast. And the classification statistics table, you can also look at it.”

A few people are not in any mood now, and each of them wants to know if Ye Fei cheated, because this performance is not ordinary, ah, more than three billion in one live broadcast? Your sister, I have grown from a rookie statistician to a top statistician now, and I have never seen any anchor who has changed so much. Even if I have cheating recognition software, but... but I saw this result. I can't believe the software is good or not.

That's right, almost all of them don't trust their cheating identification software now, and they all have to thoroughly figure out what's going on.

Although Ye Fei's previous live broadcast videos were very long, several people didn't watch them all, they just skipped and watched and probably understood everything.

Ye Fei, China’s gourmet anchor, it’s not been a day or two, your uncle’s broadcast has been hanging all the way since the broadcast, thousands of viewers can get tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of hits Reward, your sister, if it is said that people have tipped, you can believe it, if he has so much money, he will still be Mao's anchor!

The last few people looked at Ye Fei's performance summary and classification statistics for so many sessions in the file bag, and all five of them were dumbfounded.

"Report to Chairman Johnson that Ye Fei did not cheat during this competition."

After the black middle-aged man finished speaking, he crackled an email to Johnson.

Johnson was in a daze, because Ye Fei's rewards became more and more crazy as the time went on. At the beginning, the audience still had a little money, but as the rewards were exported, the money must be getting less and less, and some did not give rewards at all.

But why does Ye Fei do the opposite with his tipping? The rewards from the back of your sister are much crazier than the previous ones, and it seems that my heart disease is about to return.

Just when he was in a daze, the computer reminded him that there was a new email.

Johnson opened it, looked at it, and made an internal call to his secretary, Miss Mary.

"I have an email here. I will give it to you now. You can modify it and then send it to the presidents of associations in various countries. I want to see this email, and they should be honest."

Mary sat in her seat, forcibly suppressed the excitement in her heart, revised the email as simple and clear as possible, and then sent it to the presidents of live broadcast associations in other countries around the world.

After Hibbert and a group of association presidents from other countries sent Johnson a letter of protest about Ye Fei's cheating in the game, this guy was very happy, and waited for Johnson to check and deduct Ye Fei's score.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the result of Johnson's verification did not appear. Instead, a phone call came from Johnson's secretary, Ms. Mary. During the call, Ms. Mary said: "As for whether Ye Fei cheated, you can consult Here are a few top statisticians, they are currently monitoring everything on the Huaxia Qiuqiu platform."

Then Miss Mary passed five lists to several association presidents.

When Hibbert saw the list of the five statisticians, he was stunned on the spot.

The guy was stunned for a long time before he hurriedly grabbed his cell phone to make a call.

"Galaxy? Where is your top statistician, Jones?"

"Hey~~ Chairman, didn't Jones be seconded by the International Live Broadcasting Association? Don't you know?"

"I... If I knew, would I still ask you? When did it happen?"

"The first two days passed, and it was said that it was for the competition."

"...Fak, why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you knew, and when I was seconded, the people from the International Live Broadcasting Association told me that this matter should not be made public."

"..."

Hibbert threw the phone on the table with an angry snap. The guy sat on the sofa, his chest heaving violently.

"Johnson, Johnson, you are so despicable!"

At the same time, Ivanovic of Uros was also going crazy, dropping everything on the table.

"Asshole, damn it, it's too much, Johnson, an old fox, is too much!"

Oshima Oshima, the president of the East Japan Association, had a serious face: "Old fox, Johnson is really an old fox, you must have guarded against this move a long time ago, right?"

? Congress President Adolf is also speechless at this time.

"This insanity seems to have guarded against us for a long time. It's abominable that we didn't tell us in advance about this kind of thing."

A group of people were smoking with anger, and they all received an email from Johnson's secretary, Ms. Mary, at the same time. Several people hurriedly opened it and took a look.

It was this one glance that made these people blow up.

"I'm going to fuck your sister, more than 3.9 billion?"

"How is this possible? This is just a phased statistics, it's just four billion?"

"My brain, can these bastards count? How could there be so many? How could there be so many?!"

"Crazy, how can other diamond-level anchors play with this? How can this nima play?"

If they were still skeptical about this result at the beginning, then they can't doubt it at all now, because they all know the inside story, and Johnson took a few top statisticians under their noses to go to Huaxia Statistics Well, it couldn't be more wrong.

You can suspect that Huaxia Platform or Ye Fei cheated, but you can’t suspect that these top statisticians are cheating, because these people are all statisticians from their own countries, and if you suspect them of cheating, it means that you also have Is it possible to cheat?

"It's disgusting!" Hibbert yelled suddenly, and then lay powerlessly on the sand chair, his eyes glazed over.

Jardin Bieber is completely devastated.

He asked his assistant Pete not to pay attention to Mutombo's live broadcast, and even if another computer entered Deharu's live broadcast room, he would not let him watch it, and let his eyes stare at him motionlessly. Watching the situation in Ye Fei's live broadcast room.

Now he really understands, what kind of shitty green diamond-level anchor, in this diamond-level anchor competition, both Deharu and Mutombo have to stand aside, the real awesome person is this Chinese gourmet anchor Ye Fei.

This guy didn't even have the mood to sing, and the next few songs were worse than the last, which made his fans think a lot.

But no matter how he adjusts, he can't adjust to the previous state, because his heart is already in a mess, it's a mess, his whole mind is full of Ye Fei, and it's all Ye Fei. Although he is not sure yet, he is definitely scared Dead man's grades.

"Fuck, I really can't watch it, it's too exaggerated, it's really unbelievable!" Suddenly, Pete jumped up from the chair and yelled.

Jardin Bieber shuddered, and hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

"Bieber, let's try our best to fight for the fourth place. The third place will be given to Ye Fei, this bastard. This guy is too scary. He is not human. Look at his rewards now. I feel better than just It was much more ferocious in the beginning."

"How could this be? Isn't it less and less as time goes on?"

"Ghost knows what's going on. All of this girl's fans are not human. This is too scary. Isn't money money?"

"Can you give a rough estimate of this bastard's grades?"

"I can't figure it out, because there are too many, and my scalp is numb. I'll ask other people."

Pete took out his mobile phone, but before he dialed out the number, someone called him.

"Huh? Boss of the platform, why did he call?"

With doubts, Pete answered the phone. Just as he put the phone to his ear, he heard a deep and panting voice from the opposite side.

"Let Bieber keep fourth no matter what!"

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