At 8:40, the number of viewers ushered in the first wave of small peaks, from 7,000 20 minutes ago, to 50,000. The comment area was so crowded that it was impossible to see it, and it directly rushed to the ninth place on the popularity list.
At that time, Jiang Xiaodi had already finished the rice in the small and medium rice cookers, and most of the dishes were gone. He hugged the large rice cooker tremblingly with his two small arms.
The moment he opened the lid, white air came out, and the next second, his eyes widened in surprise, his small mouth rounded into an "O" shape, and he let out a wow sound.
It turned out that this pot was corn bacon rice.
smell good!
happy~
At this time, he suddenly remembered what Uncle Wu said to look at the camera occasionally, so he looked up while holding the chopsticks.
This is the first time since the broadcast started, he didn't pay attention to the food. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes can be seen clearly, the water is rippling, and there is a little dazed feeling that he is not in the state.
Then, the comment section exploded—
[Ah! Didi kill me!]
[Help! What kind of beauty is this? I am dead.]
[You look so good-looking at a young age, but when you grow up, you will be handsome and swollen]
[I rely on it! I rely on! Who is this, my sister's tears flowed from her mouth]
[Wait for him for fifteen years at most, or he will be in menopause!]
[The eyes are so beautiful, the nose is so beautiful, I want to kiss]
[Group to steal children, anyone sign up]
[Cheat me to have a son series]
[I admit defeat, I was poisoned by you]
[Yacht x10]
[Sports car x15]
[Red wine x60]
…
[Yacht x5]
[Sports car x2]
Qing Yishui was either looking good or giving gifts.
Brother Jiang didn't pay too much attention, he looked away after a couple of glances, and continued to eat.
The comment area started to "Erkang hands" again, calling on Didi to come back quickly and let them take another look.
Wu Qian was about to remind Jiang Chenxing, but was stopped by Jiang Fuyue.
"what are you doing?"
Wu Qian: "They want to see Shen Xing's face..."
"Do they have to give it if they want to see it?"
"But… "
Jiang Fuyue: "There is no but, what you can't get is the best."
"..." A master of routines.
While the two were chatting, Jiang Xiaodi's live broadcast room had already rushed to the fifth place in the popularity list and the third place in the gift list.
With the best recommended slots, cute and unknowing little anchors, and the unique style of "holding a rice cooker to make rice", the number of viewers ushered in a huge explosion, approaching 200,000.
At that time, several plates on the table had bottomed out, and there was not much bacon rice left in the pot.
Wu Qian subconsciously wanted to extend the live broadcast time. He just opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Fuyue's expressionless profile from the corner of his eye, and immediately withered away.
Until quarter past nine, Brother Jiang downloaded the broadcast, and the number of viewers had already reached 280,000, and both the popularity list and the gift list reached the top.
"Hi!" Brother Jiang raised his eyes and smiled sweetly at the camera, "Thank you everyone, goodbye~"
Wu Qian turned off the camera.
The two assistants began to count the data, and ten minutes later—
"Angkor! The number of viewers is 287,000, and the reward income is 120,000!"
Wu Qian was completely dumbfounded.
Although I was mentally prepared, I was still surprised when I heard the specific figures.
Not to mention that Yimi has never had this achievement, it is remarkable in the entire industry.
Little brother Jiang stood beside Jiang Fuyue, looking at Wu Qian expectantly.
"Uncle, how am I doing?" Shy, shy, with slightly red cheeks.
Wu Qian squatted down, took a deep breath, and supported Little Brother Jiang's arm with a wide palm, "Shen Xing, you heard from my uncle that you are great, very good! From now on, you will be my little ancestor! If you need anything, just mention it. Whatever you want to eat, what you want, within the feasible range, uncle will try his best to satisfy, okay?!"
Brother Jiang pursed his lips shyly, and Nai obediently responded: "Okay~"
After winning the first battle, Wu Qian became more and more concerned. He wished he could stay at Jiang's house 24 hours a day, ordering food for Jiang Chenxing in various ways.
The chef of this hotel today, and the chef of that restaurant tomorrow, strictly listen to the advice of professional doctors in terms of nutrition. After all, children are growing up, so they can't be sloppy at all.
The duration of the live broadcast is also strictly controlled, from 8:00 to 9:30 every day, no waiting, no love.
Not to mention that this "hunger marketing" really works. In just one and a half hours, it not only saves trouble, but also cultivates the habit of fans, enhances fan stickiness, and comes into the live broadcast room on time every day.
The key is not to delay the children's rest at night, and they can also finish work earlier, which serves multiple purposes.
Wu Qian must admit that Jiang Fuyue is a powerful character!
And the kind that people can't touch the depth.
Therefore, on certain key issues, he would ask her for her opinion before making a decision.
In this room, Little Brother Jiang's "career" is in full swing, and in that room, No. 1 Middle School is also ushering in the final exam.
The examination room was divided according to the results of the previous monthly examination, so Jiang Fuyue was naturally assigned to seat No. 1 in the first examination room.
Then, everyone saw the power of the "God of Learning" again.
Thirty minutes after the Chinese test started on the first day, she handed in the paper and left.
The rest of the students: "?!"
When the exam was over and everyone rushed into the cafeteria to eat, Jiang Fuyue was already lying on the bed at home and taking a nap.
The math test in the afternoon was even more terrifying. After finishing writing in a quarter of an hour, I lay down on the table and fell asleep.
The invigilator walked to the side and coughed several times to remind her, but she turned a deaf ear and fell asleep until the bell rang.
It wasn't that Jiang Fuyue was blind, but that she was too sleepy and couldn't hold on anymore.
Besides, she was just sleeping and did not affect other candidates.
Who stipulated that the exam can not sleep
Invigilator: "..." I can't refute.
It’s just that after I came down, I still couldn’t help finding Xu Jing, hoping that he could restrain him as the head teacher: “…Although there is no rule that says you can’t sleep in the examination room, it will affect you badly. Let’s emphasize this discipline. …”
Xu Jing just listened and didn't answer, and took a leisurely sip from the teacup halfway.
After the other party finished speaking, he nodded seriously: "Okay, I will definitely talk about her when I turn around! But Mr. Wang, I see that there are some people sleeping in the 18th examination room, and many of them are students in your class. Do you want me Make a list, take it back, so you can talk to someone one by one? I can’t emphasize this discipline alone. Our grades should be treated equally. I will report this matter to Director Zhao later and let him focus on it. Catch it."
Teacher Wang left in disgrace.
Meng Zhijian witnessed the whole process, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "When will you get rid of your calf-protecting problem?"
"I'm happy! Do you think Lao Wang is full? After the students finish their work, they lie on their stomachs and rest for a while, and they haven't provoked anyone. As for going online like this?"
"Anyway, in your eyes, Jiang Fuyue is a treasure, no one can touch it!"
Xu Jing curled his lips, "It's as if you don't value her as a treasure, okay, then give it back to me, I've been in your Wujing class lately..."
"Don't!" Meng Zhijian immediately lost his composure when he ate melons and ate himself, "What do you pay for? People are originally in my class, and you're jealous..."
Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
While the two were talking, Jiang Fuyue knocked on the door.
"Come in."
"Teacher Xu, Teacher Meng."
"I was talking about you just now, haven't you had a good rest recently?"
Jiang Fuyue paused, guessing that the invigilator should have come, but it didn't matter, she said truthfully: "I slept late yesterday."
"Stayed up late?"
"Um."
"What difficulties did you encounter in study?"
"No, I'm looking at the IOI exam questions over the years."
Xu Jing frowned: "IOI? International Informatics Olympiad?"
"Yes, I came here today just to ask, can you recommend me in the name of the school?"
"You want to participate in the IOI?!" Xu Jing and Meng Zhijian said in unison.