What to do if you become famous too fast

Pei Qing smiled, and glanced at Gao Zeyu, who was in front of the computer not far away, passionately instructing the Poison Army to add chaos to Peng Ping's live broadcast room, his eyes gleamed with wisdom, "I'm sorry, Manager Xiao. Zeyu is currently having a I can't get away from an important matter, how about I make time for Ze Yu tomorrow night?"

Manager Xiao took a deep breath: "Ms. Pei, is Gao Zeyu really unable to start the live broadcast?"

Pei Qing said calmly: "I'm sorry, it happened so suddenly, Zeyu's time has already been arranged, I'm really sorry."

"OK then."

Manager Xiao hung up the phone regretfully.

……

Peng Ping is trying to interact with fans in the live broadcast room.

However, he found that apart from the idiotic fans who continued to support him, the enthusiasm of many netizens seemed to be much weaker than before.

Moreover, the gifts that were flying all over the sky just now began to become sparse.

As for the popularity of the live broadcast room, it has dropped to more than 6000 million, and it is still declining.This popularity is really a bit ugly for first-line stars.

"It seems that I still have to sing "Mom and Dad Come Cooking" to increase the popularity."

Originally, Peng Ping didn't want to sing the song twice. After all, with Rang's current status, participating in general commercial performances, the price of a song starts at 50.Kuaihuo only spent 80 yuan to invite him tonight. If he sang the song twice, it would be a loss.

But now, for the sake of popularity and face, he decided to sing the song again.

Soon the singing sounded.

"Mom and Dad come to cook

I'm watching

......"

This time, Peng Ping was more emotional than what he just sang, logically speaking, the fans should be more enthusiastic.

But when he saw the barrage in the live broadcast room, he was stunned.

"Why do you feel so boring all of a sudden?"

"It's so ugly. Just now I thought it sounded good. I decisively shook my ears off."

"I'm afraid of comparison in everything, alas... let's not talk about it."

"You're still watching! Why can't you go over and help? Don't ask me where the time has gone."

"Let's go, let's go to Brother Huan's live broadcast room."

"I'm leaving too."

"Let's go~~~"

With a clear heart, he exited the live broadcast room.

Young and rich withdrew from the live broadcast room.

┈━═☆Tian 々 Honey √ exited the live broadcast room.

His girlfriend's [-]th birthday left the studio.

……

The popularity of the live broadcast room began to drop off a cliff.

In an instant, it dropped from more than 6000 million to more than 4000 million.This popularity is even lower than that of the network anchor who currently ranks first on the whale live broadcast platform.

why?

Why is it?

Peng Ping's face turned pale, feeling that he had been nakedly humiliated.But he still didn't understand what was wrong.I just stared, feeling sad and indignant: "Live broadcasting is too difficult~~~It's too difficult~~~ I will never do webcasting again"

……

08:30 in the evening.

Wang Huan took out the camera that had been set aside a long time ago, and exported the video of him singing just now.I edited it and sent it to Weibo, and used it to participate in the "Parents and Children" song competition.

Although the song recorded just now was only a live version, after listening to a few words, Wang Huan found that the sound quality was not bad.Enough for competition.

After uploading.

He smiled at the live broadcast room and said, "Just now I have uploaded the song "Where Did the Time Go" on Weibo, please go to Weibo to vote for me, thank you."

And now, there are only more than three hours until the Weibo event ends.

The barrage instantly flew up.

"Roger that!"

"I will bite whoever does not vote."

"Must vote."

"Brother Huan will win."

"Poison army, all out."

"Pollen helps the poison king."

"Yufen follows."

"Philippines rush!"

"..."

Countless netizens yelled and rushed to Weibo.

Weibo traffic immediately skyrocketed.

The younger brother of the Weibo programmer looked at the receding and soaring data, as if watching a scourge, and he showed a death-defying expression: "It's finally here."

But even so, the special page of "Parents and Children" also crashed several times.

Fortunately, this time, it was just a data disorder on a single topic page, not a server downtime.Let the programmer brother breathe a long sigh of relief.

In the following time, he was startled by the soaring number of votes for the song "Where Did the Time Go?"

Twenty minutes later, at nine o'clock in the evening.