Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny!
Before today's live broadcast, He Peng's little calculation was clicking. Everything was OK. He was just waiting to give Ye Fei a showdown during the live broadcast. It would be even better if he could beat Ye Fei to death in one go.
But when the live broadcast started and Han Jiu had just finished cooking a dish, He Peng was dumbfounded.
He really never dreamed that things would develop in the opposite direction. There were originally more than 500,000 people on his side, but now 50,000 to 60,000 people have left. This is definitely a thing that makes people vomit blood!
"Nah, ah!" He Peng roared and directly called Lao Wang from the information collection department.
"Old Wang, what's going on?"
Lao Wang also had a question mark on his face.
"Mr. He, that's right. We all came as planned. Before the live broadcast started, I had already placed more than fifty hidden stakes in Ye Fei's live broadcast room. I was just waiting for Ye Fei to start broadcasting and then they would be ready. We are recruiting people over here, and then Chef Han will prepare two more delicious dishes on our side, attack from both sides, and defeat Ye Fei in one fell swoop!"
He Peng: "... But now the situation is reversed. Chef Han just finished cooking a delicacy. Instead of increasing our number, we have lost fifty or sixty thousand!"
Lao Wang: "I @#☆:), Mr. He, no way? What's going on?"
He Peng said frantically: "It seems we have underestimated Ye Fei. This bastard has been on guard against us for a long time. He has also placed hidden stakes on our platform, and based on the observation just now, he has more hidden stakes than us." Too much! It’s so damn annoying to me!”
Lao Wang: "...Mr. He, that's not right. Even if Ye Fei has hidden stakes here, we also have them. No matter what, it can't be so miserable. If there is a problem, something must be wrong."
He Peng nodded fiercely and ordered: "Check, check carefully to see what's going on?!"
Lao Wang went down in a panic, and not long after, he hurried back.
"Mr. He, the situation has been investigated clearly."
He Peng's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water.
"Say! What's going on?!"
"Mr. He, Ye Fei didn't put any hidden stakes on our platform at all."
"What??? There are no hidden stakes? Then who are the people on our platform who help him pull people in? Do you think I'm blind?"
Lao Wang was covered in cold sweat and said: "Mr. He, those people... ahem, those people..."
"What happened to those people?"
"We also investigated those people. They used to be fans of Ye Fei. When they saw our notice today, they came to see the fun. Maybe they felt that the food cooked by Chef Han did not meet their expectations, so they returned to Ye Fei. They flew over there, and... and... ahem, and they also took away tens of thousands of us spectators along the way."
He Peng: "..."
"What did you say? Those people were not Ye Fei's backstabbing, they were willing to do it? And then they took our audience away along the way?"
"It seems... it seems like this."
"F*ck! F*ck!! Ye Fei, that bastard, what kind of magic did he use to make these idiotic audiences so loyal to him! What he did is what we do, he is just a little-known cook. That’s all, and the one we hired was a five-star chef from Tianhe Shang Palace! We actually lost from the beginning?”
He Peng was going crazy. He felt like the world was spinning and he almost fell to the ground.
After a long time, He Peng stabilized his mind and said with red eyes: "Old Wang, that's not right. Where are the people we deployed? If they pull people hard, it will definitely have a certain effect. The number of people coming in and the number of people going out will be different." There's no way the difference is so huge."
When he mentioned this, Lao Wang's fat face turned pale.
He secretly glanced at He Peng, swallowed, and said, "Mr. He, this is where the trouble happened. I just contacted a few secret agents and sent messages but no reply."
He Peng's eyebrows jumped: "What happened?"
Lao Wang was about to cry and said: "Mr. He, please listen to what I have to say. I finally contacted a secret agent, but just when I wanted to ask him what was going on, he impatiently said that the matter was dirty and said no. He asked me to disturb him from watching Ye Fei's live broadcast. He also said... Ahem... He also said that he had rewarded Ye Fei with a luxury plane worth 5,000 Chinese coins. Mr. He... Mr. He... Mr. He, what's wrong with you? ? Someone come quickly, something happened to Mr. He!"
Before Lao Wang finished speaking, He Peng saw a mouthful of blood spurting out. Then the guy's eyes went dark, and then he hit his head towards the floor. If Lao Wang hadn't been not far away from him, He was there, his eyes were weak and his hands were quick to support him, the consequences for this guy would be disastrous.
But even so, He Peng felt as if he was about to die.
He patted Lao Wang's arm hard and said feebly: "It's okay, I'm okay, just let me rest for a while."
Han Jiu is making squirrel fish. This dish requires removing the fish bones.
He held a sharp knife in his hand, disembowelled the fish, removed the gills and scales, and was about to remove the bones with one knife stroke when he noticed that He Peng beside him suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body fell to the floor. He fell down, and he had no idea what was going on. As a result, his hand trembled and he used more force to cut the knife. Then he saw that the yellow croaker was cut in two directly from the middle and cut off!
Squirrel fish pays attention to the integrity of the fish body. If you cut off the fish body when cooking, then the dish will be greatly compromised, and it will not even be considered a passing grade.
This squirrel fish is Han Jiu's specialty. Because of this, he is very confident in making this dish, so when he was preparing the ingredients, he asked DD Platform to prepare only this one yellow croaker for him, because it would be useless to prepare more. necessary.
Now he cut it with one knife and the yellow croaker was broken, and Han Jiu felt bad all over.
"MoDan, it's broken... It's broken, what else can I do?"
This guy is so depressed that he wants to jump off the building.
In the live broadcast room, there are many viewers still watching Han Jiu cooking. The live broadcast room now shows that there are more than 471,000 people online.
Some of these people actually recognized Han Jiu's cooking skills, but they didn't expect that a five-star chef would make such a low-level mistake when making a dish of squirrel fish.
"Damn it, the fish is broken."
"Yeah, it's broken."
"Two sections are broken."
"A five-star chef would make such a mistake? Are you kidding me?"
"Now I seriously suspect that this guy is a fake five-star chef, because it is absolutely impossible for a real five-star chef to make such a funny mistake."
"Haha, you're laughing so hard. Is this girl here to be funny?"
"The knife in his hand is so fast."
"Damn, this kind of second-rate chef's live broadcast of cooking? It really stains my titanium alloy eyes. Forget it, let's go watch Ye Fei's live broadcast. Although he made garlic white pork today, it's better than anything else. This guy is much stronger."
"That's right, my time is precious, and I can't waste it on Doubi. I'll wait until I'm unhappy to watch him make fun of me."
"Go and have a look at Ye Fei's place."
"Go to Ye Fei's live broadcast room to watch the great master Zhang Junwei."
Han Jiu also didn't expect that a small mistake of his would directly cause the audience to leave the venue.
People left the DD platform in groups and went to Ye Fei's live broadcast room to watch the live broadcast.
This time people left more.
Because Han Jiu made the mistake first this time, which was very fatal. In just about five minutes, 70,000 to 80,000 people left Han Jiu's live broadcast room.
This is a cliff-like collapse!
He Peng finally took a breath and said feebly: "Old Wang, Chef Han still has a classic squirrel fish that he hasn't made yet. If we make it, do you think we can turn defeat into victory?"
Lao Wang: “…”
He had clearly seen Han Jiu's performance just now, and knew that this guy had cut off the yellow croaker, and he was still a squirrel fish with a hammer.
Looking at He Peng, who was trembling a little, Lao Wang smiled bitterly: "Mr. He, it seems that the squirrel fish can't be made."
He Peng rolled his eyes, stared at Lao Wang, and said, "Why?"
"We're out of fish."
"Didn't I prepare a large yellow croaker for Chef Han? Chef Han said that he is the best at this dish and can make it with his eyes closed. Where is the fish?"
"broken."
"What do you mean? Broken? Why did it break?"
"Mr. He, when making squirrel fish, you need to remove the fish bones. Chef Han made a little mistake just now. He used a little more force when removing the fish bones, and the fish... the fish was cut off."
"Fuck me...this kind of thing can happen???"
"This... this... Mr. He, no one would have thought that we had so many calculations today that we forgot to prepare an extra fish."
He Peng: "... ... Poof~"
From the 21st to now, I have been busy! I have to take time to get married on October 1, so I have been busy with this matter, and the update time has become unstable. I am really sorry, brothers and sisters. However, I was really touched to see our brothers and sisters working so hard in the lantern without asking for votes. In the past few days, I have been writing carefully and tried my best to spread the word! ! !
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