Good luck in the city

Chapter 250 Loyal fans! (fourth more)
Carnival scene, makeup room.

Er Ke was looking in the mirror, using a powder puff to touch up her makeup. She was thinking that there was a great chance of winning the championship tonight because of the company's support.

Thinking of this, she was in a particularly good mood, and couldn't help humming a ditty.

At this moment, through an LCD screen in the dressing room, she saw the condition of the red carpet outside and saw Congcong.

Suddenly, the smile on her face disappeared immediately.

"Why is Congcong here?"

"The hope of winning the championship is slim now!"

She muttered to herself.

"Isn't it just Congcong? Erke, don't be afraid, we still have the big singer Li Yuchun!" the manager comforted her, cheering her up.

"Yes, we still have big star Li Yuchun." Having said that, Er Ke regained some confidence.

At the same time, in a dressing room next door.

The anchor Qi Ge stared at the TV screen and complained: "I'll wipe~ how can I play this?"

In the dressing room, several assistants looked at each other.

How is this still playing?
The 'National Husbands' are here, because everyone knows that the scoring rule for the so-called Most Popular Anchor Award is based on "points".

Douyu has set up a ranking list of anchors on the official website, and the channel of this ranking will be opened at [-]:[-] p.m., accepting votes of "points" from netizens.

"Points" are calculated by multiplying the reward amount by 10.

So obviously, the talent of the anchors is just icing on the cake. In essence, it compares with the financial resources of the sponsors behind the anchors. Who can compare with the financial resources of the "National Husband"?

Night falls
The evening party hall of the convention and exhibition center was brightly lit, and the hall that could accommodate ten thousand people was full of seats, and at a glance, it was full of dark heads.

Most of the people who came today were otaku men and women, some of them were holding light sticks, and some were holding photo posters of the anchors.

The tagline above is very interesting, what:
"Lin Xiaoman, forget about him, I will steal the battery car to support you"

"Yifu, I want to marry you."

"Brother Seven, I want your 48 seconds!"

"Erke, I love you"

……

"Damn, dare to write any slogan!"

A boy wearing a basketball cap emerged from the crowd in the front row, and his gaze swept over the slogans in the hands of the crowd behind him.

Then he said to the same boy named Hui Zai who was wearing a basketball cap behind him, "Hui Zai, isn't our slogan too common?"

"Tuantuan, I didn't hear what you said clearly." Hui Zai shouted loudly, the surrounding noise was too loud.

"I said, look at their slogans." Tuantuan said loudly into his ear.

"Oh."

Gray Boy heard it clearly, his eyes scanned the crowd in the hall, and he was exclaiming: "Grass, there are so many people?"

This little boy has never experienced such a lively scene.

Just then, a tidy shout caught his attention, and he stood up and looked behind him.

I saw a row of 60 to [-] boys in the center of the hall. They were wearing uniform yellow down jackets with the head of anchor Erke printed on them. In addition, each of them had a fluorescent stick in their left hand and a red flag in their right hand.

This group of nerds waved fluorescent lights together and shouted together: "Er Ke, we stole the battery car to support you!"

Wow!

These guys are awesome!

The yelling of more than fifty people actually overshadowed the noise of tens of thousands of people.

"Yifu! Yifu! Yifu!"

Hey, Gray Boy heard shouts erupting from farther behind, he couldn't see people clearly, only saw a few banners rising from the dark crowd, which read:

"Yife, Yifu, you are the prettiest!"

"Yifu, you are the most beautiful!"

"Congcong, I will convince you!"

……

"Fuck~ Tuantuan, we can't fall behind!" Huizi shouted, and then he and Tuantuan took out a banner that had been prepared a long time ago from the bag.

They also held it up high, and saw a few large characters written on the banner: "Xiaoman, we love you, come on!"

"Xiaoman! Xiaoman! Xiaoman!"

The two little boys shouted heart-piercingly...

In the exhibition center, in Lin Xiaoman's dressing room.

Lin Xiaoman is hurrying up to put on makeup, and from time to time she picks up her phone to watch.

Looking closely at the anxious expression on her face, she was muttering: "The party will start in 20 minutes, why hasn't my husband arrived yet?"

After a while, there are only 3 minutes left before the party starts.

She gestured to the photographer in the room that she was going to start a live broadcast.

"Good evening, dears! I'm your anchor Lin Xiaoman, and welcome to my live broadcast room. I'm currently at the Convention and Exhibition Center in Xidan, Beijing, where the Douyu New Year's Day Carnival will be held tonight. And The party is about to start in 3 minutes, and the points channel on the official website will be opened at that time, please support me a lot, love you all~”

As soon as Lin Xiaoman's words fell, the live broadcast room was flooded by bullet screens like a flood...

"Come on Xiaoman!"

"Xiaoman, you are the most beautiful!"

"Xiaoman, you must be No.1!"

"Xiaoman likes you!"

"I love you~"

As soon as the broadcast started, there were 20 online fans in the live broadcast room.

With so many fans, Lin Xiaoman is very happy.

She smiled and repeated again: "Please everyone, the point channel opens at eight o'clock, give me more rewards! Love you..."

While talking, she noticed that other anchors were broadcasting live at this time, and the anchor Yifu was the most popular with 80 online.

No need to guess, it must be Congcong's influence, it is impossible for the anchor Yifu to have such a high popularity.

Sure enough, in Yifu's live broadcast room, Congcong showed off the camera and was interacting with netizens.

As long as he showed his face, the popularity of the live broadcast room soared like a rocket. After a while, the number of online users exceeded one million, and Yifu was very happy.

The time shifted to half an hour ago, and it was eight o'clock, and the time for the opening of the "Points" voting channel on Douyu's official website entered the final countdown.

……

In Yangcheng City, in a high-end residential area, Chen Rong was anxious like an ant on a hot pot in the bedroom.
She is a loyal fan of Lin Xiaoman, and the "Points" channel is about to open, but she is still trapped in the bedroom, and has no way to vote for Lin Xiaoman.

Today is her unlucky day, the teacher caught her playing with her mobile phone in class in the afternoon.
As a result, her mother confiscated her mobile phone. There was a computer in her room with Internet access, but her father also unplugged the network cable.

"How to do?"

It's almost eight o'clock, and Chen Rong is so depressed that she will feel very sorry if she misses the first time to vote for Lin Xiaoman.

Some people may say that they vote for the same one later, but it is different. Ordinary people cannot understand the mentality of fans.

Chen Rong wants to support Lin Xiaoman immediately, and she wants to express her love and support for her idol with such behavior.

"What should I do, what should I do..." Suddenly, the little girl's eyes rolled and she paid attention.

She walked out of the bedroom holding a math problem, and asked her father, "Dad, I don't know how to solve this problem, can you?"

Father Chen took a look, "Look for the pattern and write the answer: 1111=0, 1289=3, 2256=1, 3388=4, 9090=4, 1868=???"

"What kind of question is this, I don't know."

"Then give me your phone, and I'll check it online."

Chen Rong quickly snatched the mobile phone from her father, while he was watching the news and not paying attention.

Quietly sent a text message to Lan Lan, the classmate next door: "I'm Rong Chen, I can't access the Internet right now, please come and save me, and when you come to my house, tell me to come to your house to do the test paper."

The little girl had a lot of ideas, and after a while, Lan Lan came to her house and successfully came to her house.

The two hurriedly locked the door, turned on the computer, and waited anxiously for the opening of the voting channel on Douyu's official website.

(End of this chapter)