Next door, Jiang Qiuqiu's fans were celebrating Jiang Qiuqiu's victory.
Countless people sent their blessings on the barrage, and friends with rich pockets charged up Jiang Qiuqiu's live broadcast room at this time.
She smiled and said no.
"The delay live broadcast is not to make everyone spend money."
"I want to share my joy with everyone—"
"We don't have much to say, let's start the fire and continue to roast! When the pk is completely over, the platform that can be picked up as long as you only need 20 copies will disappear."
After speaking, she set up the flint again, took out the skewers that had been worn before but had not been grilled and put them on the shelf.
The number of people online in tonight's live broadcast is much higher than before the start of the pk. It goes without saying where the people come from.
Someone talked about Wang Henry talking about stealing tickets on the barrage while chatting.
Jiang Qiuqiu declined to comment, and only said: "The company will give a detailed explanation about the ticket. We are all in the game, so what we say naturally doesn't count."
[What are you talking about? This is Jiujiu's live broadcast room, don't talk about anything else, can we talk about food!]
[Yes, yes, focus on the food!]
At this time, the familiar Shengguang dialog box also floated out: [She is number one. As fans of the number one, you don't look forward, only look back, you are somewhat behind the times.]
[As a qualified fan, the anchor has been promoted to a level, and you don't work hard to upgrade? It's too petty to keep struggling with this.]
The topic about Henry Wang was quickly suppressed. Later, as time passed, the smell of skewers gradually dissipated, and no one mentioned him anymore.
After the pk was over, uploading dishes became very free. Jiang Qiuqiu came to a table when he baked 20. Everyone was like smoking a blind box, eating, chatting, and sharing thoughts. In a warm and happy atmosphere, 12 o'clock still came.
The strings prepared have basically been tested. Even Jiang Qiuqiu, who has upgraded her mental strength, is still a bit tired. After uploading the last 20 strings, she stretched her muscles and looked at the camera.
"Today is finally over."
"There were too many people before, so I'm sorry to say the acceptance speech." Jiang Qiuqiu coughed twice, with a smile on his face, his round eyes shining under the light, very kind and gentle: "It's been so long now, how can I still accept the award?" Those who stay in the live broadcast room should be my hardcore fans."
[yes! That's right!]
[Steel pole!]
[My titanium alloy pole!]
[Mecha Alloy Rod!]
Everyone expressed their "depth" of fans on the barrage. Jiang Qiuqiu let out a sigh after watching it: "It seems that everyone has all kinds of materials."
After she finished laughing, she looked at the camera quite formally, her eyes concentrated, as if she was looking at everyone in front of the screen, "The pk in the food section has come to an end, and I won the first place." She pointed out Looking at the first special area in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room, he said, "I'm actually very confident."
"Before the PK in the same field started, I thought I could take the first place."
If it was someone else who said such arrogant words after the victory, someone would definitely criticize her for winning.
But this is Jiang Qiuqiu.
The confidence brought by having a strong backing is so dazzling.
[!]
[Yes, it was number one! Before it even started, I firmly believed that Jiujiu was the number one!]
[In my heart, Jiujiu is number one!]
[The confident little look is so beautiful! ! !]
"But after the name was actually hung up, I found that this first place was won by me and everyone."
"I've said thank you many times. Even if I were willing to say it again, everyone should be tired of hearing it. I know that everyone would rather listen to me than thank you—"