The cross-border king of entertainment

Chapter 28 Chapter 0028, you come and I go
Xia Dachuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You really didn't do it?"

Yunfeng shook his head.

There is one thing to say, depositing tickets is indeed a good way, but it needs a large enough number of people to be useful, tens of millions of people depositing tickets is not enough.

Besides, depositing tickets is only done if you want to win the championship, or surpass the previous one, and you have to vote in the last few minutes, commonly known as "stealing towers".

Xiao Tianpeng analyzed: "It should be that word of mouth has started to ferment, but fortunately there is still some time left."

Xia Dachuan rubbed his chin, thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, even if it's what you said, it should be growing at a constant rate. It's only ten o'clock in the morning, and it's the weekend, how can so many people wake up like this?" Listen to the song and vote."

Seems to make sense.

Yunfeng also felt something was wrong.

Someone maliciously bought me a ticket offline, and then it broke out, making me disqualified?
Who is so boring, it will start at five years if it is found out, and the maximum period will be indefinite.

Can't figure it out.

More than 1 votes in 1000 minute, still suddenly.

Absolutely not normal.

Seeing that the three of them were all frowning and thinking, Li Junyi said speechlessly: "Brothers, what are you doing to get to the bottom of it? We've been canvassing votes for the past two days, isn't it just for the championship? It's a good thing that the tickets have gone up now."

It also seems to make sense.

If there is a problem with the source of the ticket, the organizer will handle it by itself.

Xia Dachuan frowned, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, just do what you want!"

Xiao Tianpeng smiled and said, "I'll post this news to the group to let everyone know that we still have a chance."

This school forum has exploded.

"Zhao Xuan is going to be raped by Yunfeng!"

"Who can tell me, why the gap is only so small when I wake up?"

"Is this a war between the spare tire and the incumbent?"

"Isn't it buying tickets offline? More than 1 tickets in one minute."

"Is history going to repeat itself, Zhao Xuan is second again?"

……

Ling Yunuo is a sophomore in the National Vocal Music Department of the West Campus of the Modu Conservatory of Music.

She listened to the two songs in front of her, feeling ashamed.

She prefers "Dragon Fist" sung by Yunfeng, because she appreciates those who can write lyrics, compose music and sing.

Ling Yunuo looked towards the direction of the Huangpu River, and muttered to himself, "I heard that he looks tall and handsome."

----

Since Gu Yueting was woken up by a friend's phone call, she doesn't know how many times she refreshed the leaderboard.

No.1, Zhao Xuan's "Love", 113911 votes.

No.2, Yunfeng "Dragon Fist", 112990 votes.

The vote gap narrowed to less than a thousand.

She was waiting, waiting for a reply from Penguin Music customer service.

"Drip..."

As soon as the phone rang, Gu Yueting immediately clicked on the backstage of Penguin Music.

"Hello, dear user. After the inspection by the technical department, the ticket count system for the Campus Singer Contest is normal. There is no problem with the votes for "Dragon Fist". Thank you for your response. I wish you a happy life."

Gu Yueting's complexion changed slightly, and she shook Zhao Xuan beside her: "My dear... my dear..."

Zhao Xuan turned over and muttered: "Baby, today is the weekend, let me sleep a little longer."

Gu Yueting said anxiously: "Honey, something happened."

"Ah?" Zhao Xuan said sleepily, "What happened?"

"You...the gap between you and the second place in the number of votes has narrowed to less than [-]."

"Just make him shrink."

Gu Yueting thought that he hadn't woken up yet and didn't hear her words clearly, so she was going to say it again.

Zhao Xuan got up suddenly and said, "Give me the phone."

Gu Yueting handed over the phone.

When Zhao Xuan saw the number of votes on the leaderboard, his expression was a little dull, as if he had been squeezed dry and hadn't recovered.

He rubbed his eyes, and immediately began to count: "Ten, hundreds, and thousands..."

Confirm three times.

I have 114230 votes, No.2 has 113871 votes, only 359 votes ahead.

How can it be?

I took a look at it when I went to bed at twelve o'clock last night. It was nearly [-] votes ahead, and it was tied after a night?

If you let him know that the ticket price only started to rise at ten o'clock this morning, I don't know how he will feel.

Since Zhao Xuan lost to Yang An by a hundred votes in the last Campus Singer Contest, he has been conducting intensive training and learning to improve his shortcomings and enhance his strengths.

He was full of confidence in this year's Campus Singer Competition, and even said that he was a little too confident, and he didn't take any of the contestants seriously.

So much so that he didn't listen to any of the final songs, it wasn't necessary and he wasn't interested.

How can a master pay attention to vegetable chickens?

Even if the number of votes is about to be tied, Zhao Xuan has no intention of listening.

The corners of his mouth were upturned, a sneer appeared, and he said, "Hehe, you're an interesting alumnus!"

He immediately denied the possibility of swiping or buying tickets, and the only thing left was to deposit the tickets.

Now that the vote was saved, it was not used until the final kill, but was used more than ten hours before the closing of the voting channel. It was obviously a declaration of war against him.

Gu Yueting was silent for a while and said, "Honey, what should we do then?"

Zhao Xuan smiled brightly, and said, "You want to step on me? You really don't know what to do, so teach him a good lesson and let him know how cruel the adult world is."

Gu Yueting understood, and gave him the mobile phone he had put on the bedside table.

Zhao Xuan dialed a number, and after connecting, he said politely: "Brother, I'm Zhao Xuan..."

At the same time, the Weichat class group of Class 50, Level 2, of Modu Conservatory of Music cheered happily.

"It's too much, Yunfeng is number one!"

"Today will definitely be recorded in the annals of the Shanghai Conservatory of Music, and the Department of Music and Literature is booming!"

"Tears..."

"Happy to happy, everyone, don't forget to continue canvassing, there are still more than ten hours."

"Don't worry, look at the current rate of increase, it's time to take off."

……

Yunfeng was infected by seeing the excitement of the three roommates in the dormitory, but it is a pity that there is no prize money in this competition, otherwise it would be double the happiness.

However, he didn't know that because of the number of votes, he was misunderstood by Zhao Xuan as a 'declaration of war'.

Time is passing by every minute and every second.

Yunfeng's votes are still increasing at an extremely fast rate.

Half an hour later, the number of votes with Zhao Xuan was [-].

It's a little scary, this ticket is like a tide, rushing up.

Everyone thought that Zhao Xuan's "Crying" had insufficient stamina, and the number of votes rose weakly, and it had reached its limit.

But there was a reversal.

Zhao Xuan's number of votes suddenly increased by nearly [-] votes, not only regained the championship, but also separated from Yunfeng's number of votes by [-] votes.

The school forum exploded again.

"What the hell is this? It has gained [-] votes in a few minutes?"

"I smell gunpowder."

"The votes for both of them have exceeded the final number of votes for the previous champions."

"It's a fight between gods."

"The market is open, the market is open, Zhao Xuan let [-] votes!"

……

"It's over, there is absolutely no chance." Xia Dachuan slumped on the chair like a deflated ball.

Li Junyi hurriedly asked: "Why? With a gap of [-] votes, at the current rate of increase, we can still catch up."

Xia Dachuan said with a trace of anger: "That guy Zhao Xuan couldn't afford it, so he asked Yang An for help."

Li Junyi asked, "What do you mean?"

Xia Dachuan sighed: "Yang An posted a Weibo, asking fans to vote for Zhao Xuan."

Li Junyi: "..."

Xiao Tianpeng: "..."

Yunfeng said very calmly: "Da Chuan, don't say that, don't we do the same canvassing."

It's just that people you know can get more votes.

Now, it seems the end is a foregone conclusion.

Yang An's Weibo has more than 520 million followers.

What do you use to compete for the championship?
Just when hope was shattered, a dramatic scene appeared.

Yunfeng's votes suddenly increased by nearly [-] votes, once again he rushed to the first place, and he even pulled [-] votes away from Zhao Xuan's votes.

what's the situation?
Everyone was stunned.

These two come back and forth, what about the whole job?
Looking at the number of votes on the leaderboard, Zhao Xuan began to find it interesting, and pointedly said: "Baby, you seem to have misread it."

Gu Yueting kissed him on the face and said, "Where did you miss it?"

Zhao Xuan smiled with satisfaction.

He didn't care about the fact that the number of votes was exceeded again, because it would come back after a while.

He didn't believe that the people canvassing for Yunfeng could be stronger than Yang An.

As for Yunfeng.

He realized that his votes had increased abnormally. Just like Xia Dachuan said, word-of-mouth fermentation should also increase at a constant rate, and it would not suddenly increase by [-] votes.

Moreover, he has found out why.

(End of this chapter)