C134 This Data Is Very Abnormal
C134 This Data Is Very Abnormal
Since the gift had been sent out, he couldn't stay in this room for too long. If he stayed any longer, the popularity in his room would disperse.
However, in this wave, many of the audience had already entered the live broadcast room and stayed behind.
The amount of attention he focused on rose rapidly.
Originally, there were only a few hundred streams of attention, but very soon, it broke through to 80,000 RMB. Many of the medium and small hosts had been working hard to broadcast live for several months, so the amount of attention was no more than 100,000 yuan.
Ye Lee looked at the numbers, feeling very comfortable in his heart. What did this mean?
Mission: I am Singing God (3/1000)
Wait a moment, the excitement had risen. There were quite a lot of spectators who were shocked, but there was no progress on this quest.
At this moment, the barrage of bullets started again.
"The host is singing. Stop daydreaming."
"Will the host show his face?"
"Pull the song, Pull the song!"
"Alright, alright, alright. We'll start singing immediately." Ye Lee immediately set it up again, and at the same time, pondered how he could use the song to move this group of spectators.
After the barrage of bullets, the results of the lottery were out.
"Congratulations to Harley's friend the Shrimp, 'Anxiety' …" Ye Lee looked at the little red box that popped out, and halfway through, he nearly bit his own tongue: "What, < Trembling >?"
Ye Lee was speechless, "You guys are doing this on purpose?"
Forget about singing 'Imperial Concubine' when she was drunk, she even mentioned a Sanskrit version when singing 'All Things Are Drunken' and barely managed to do it. Even an ancient sacred song like 'Anxiety' appeared …
Ye Lee felt that he could no longer remain calm. He wanted to be an ethical host, and if this continued, who knew if they would let him sing "The Great Curse of Grief" live later. That scene was too beautiful for him to imagine.
"Hahaha, 6666, this is even more wicked than the last one …"
"This is clearly a proper singing host, why do I feel like my stomach is hurting just by looking at him …"
"Oh no! My face mask is cracking from laughing!"
"How many minutes does the host need to study this time?"
"Cough cough, I won't sing this song anymore. I'm a cameraman with integrity!" Ye Lee said with a straight face.
Another line of "6666" floated over the live broadcast room.
Most of the audience were quite tolerant. After all, it was a bit too much to order such a song.
Ye Lee thought for a while, then said: "Let's find a new way to play."
Bullets:
"What do you mean, what good idea does the streamer have?"
"Fresh? Don't tell me Singing God wants to broadcast women's attire singing! "
"..."
Ye Lee changed the announcement system for the live broadcast room and marked his QQ mailbox.
"What is the streamer doing? Sending out a QQ request for us to be friends?"
"Singing God has made an open blind date, the required speed + qq!"
"6666!"
"..."
"Now, change the rules. If you need to click on a song, please send me an email. Other than the song's title, please explain the reason for the song. Whoever's reason is more suitable to move me, just sing …" Ye Lee explained the new rule.
There was a commotion and someone complained.
"Sending the email is too troublesome. It's just a song, not a lottery draw."
"That's right, it's still more convenient to fire at …"
Although he said that, many of the audience members had a rather honest reaction.
At this time, the atmosphere was extremely heated, in just two short minutes, the backstage notifications were already ringing, Ye Lee had already received over 10 messages.
Ye Lee opened the mail in front and read out loud:
"From friends with the id Sunshine Boy:
Host, my roommate is in the terminal stage of cancer. Before we start, I want to hear you sing "Good Fortune", okay? "
"Cough, cough …" Ye Lee's expression was slightly strange as he commented, "I pity your roommate for one second, but your roommate probably won't be able to hear this" Lucky Return "poem."
Bullets:
"6666!"
"Host, don't tease me!"
"Being your roommate is so pitiful!"
He clicked on the next email.
"Friends from friends whose id is carrot and don't eat rabbits:
Singing God, I'm going to have an operation tomorrow to cut off the head's connective tissue.
The situation may be very serious, and this may be the last time I watch a live broadcast. Can you sing a song to wish me luck? "
Ye Lee continued, "It's just a hair cut, look at what you're saying …"
Bullets:
"Hahahaha!"
"These people's email is too funny. No way, I'll mail it too!"
"Second Battalion Commander, where's your f * cking spaghetti, take it out and let this friend taste it!"
The audience suddenly realized that clicking on the email was even more fun than drawing a lottery. It was simply too hilarious. Everyone was excited. There were some who were already on their way to writing the email.
Ye Lee read a few messages consecutively, but in the end, he was also amused by the eccentrics and laughed, as if he was telling a joke. Wave after wave, it had quite the program effect, but the type of email he was looking for, that could move him, had yet to appear.
He read another letter:
"My name is Little Stupid Fish.
Singing God, I am a third year student, today is my birthday, I have recently failed the mock exam, so I feel a lot of pressure. I want to order "Dream Chaser Scarlet Heart" to motivate myself, okay?
Ye Lee nodded, "I have ample reasons and my feelings are also sincere.
Bullets:
"Chasing Dream's Chi Xin, this song is really difficult!"
"Ordinary people can't go up!"
"Hurry up and sing Singing God, you have been waiting for a long time!"
Ye Lee smiled and turned on the prelude, ready to sing.
"..."
"Eh, this live broadcast room, why does the data seem a little abnormal?"
Chang Chao looked at the data that appeared on the computer.
He was a super manager, and was currently working hours. More accurately, he was one of the managers in the Fighting Shrimp Platform and entertainment division.
The daily work of a super tube is to maintain the normal operation of all kinds of direct broadcast rooms on the platform. It has the right to directly block the direct broadcast rooms and ensure that the contents of the direct broadcast rooms on the platform are healthy and legal.
In particular, after going through a period of heavy online turmoil, the Fighting Shrimp Platform had even recruited quite a few overseers to enrich the platform. In this year and age, it was extremely dangerous to enlarge the platform even a little.
At this moment, Chang Chao noticed a live broadcast room and felt very strange.
In the direct broadcast room that was titled "Fighting Shrimp First Singing God", the data was extremely abnormal.
It had only been registered for two days. Yesterday, there were only a few hundred people online. How come today, the number of people and the amount of attention was already in the tens of thousands?
Chang Chao frowned. After watching for less than two seconds, he suddenly exclaimed, "What the f * ck!? This brat couldn't be playing something illegal, right?!"
Thinking about the Fighting Shrimp "the female lead has left" and "the live broadcast of the creators", Chang Chao was a little scared. If something like this were to happen in the branch that he was in charge of, then it would be a total mess!