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Chapter 197 Live broadcast question?Why dare not! (First update, please subscribe)
Magic City.

In a leisure place, Zhang Jun, Wang Cheng and others were watching Weibo "Singer's Night" together.

"It's young people's world now, and there are no old acquaintances." Zhang Jun sighed.

"No way, times have changed." Wang Cheng shook his head.

"Old Zhang, you said that Lin Xuan might be targeted by other singers at the event? Besides, Weibo is not kind this time, and will do anything for traffic." Guan Yuman snorted coldly.

"Hehe, don't worry, others don't know Lin Xuan's ability, so you and I don't know? His talent in music is obvious to all. Even improvisation, unless he encounters a particularly difficult topic, it is nothing to him Difficult...”

Before Zhang Jun finished speaking, he saw Lin Xuan in the live broadcast say what he just said.

He was stunned, his eyes widened, but soon he laughed loudly: "Weibo is about to turn upside down, I never thought that Lin Xuan didn't follow the routine at all, and backhanded Weibo with others One army!"

Wang Cheng also laughed loudly: "Weibo is self-inflicted, you can't live!"

Guan Yuman suddenly stood up, his eyes sparkling brightly: "There is a good show to watch!"

That's right.

There is a good show to watch!
In the Weibo live broadcast room at this moment, the popularity began to skyrocket.As for the barrage, it is even more explosive.

"What did Lin Xuan just say? Let's make a question?"

"Oh my god, improv let us come up with a question?"

"Hahaha, the host is dumbfounded."

"Nonsense, who is not dumbfounded? Just now I thought I heard it wrong."

"In fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that there is a script for the impromptu performance of 'Singer's Night', but everyone is just pretending to be stupid. But if Lin Xuan does this, if Weibo disagrees with him, won't the fig leaf be gone in the end? Can agree with him If so, do those little fresh meat understand music?"

"Laughing, Weibo is hard to get off now."

"..."

The scene was already in chaos, the director's roar was heard in the host's headset, and the panicked expressions of the singers were in sight.

Chaos.

Totally messed up.

In the backstage of Weibo, veins popped out of the director's forehead, and his expression became terrifying. He took a deep breath: "Everyone immediately stabilize the emotions of those singers, don't let them panic. Then immediately call me the technical director !"

Behind him, a staff member asked, "Director, do you want to cut off the live broadcast?"

The director yelled: "Are you stupid? Cutting off the live broadcast means that there is no money here? And as long as the live broadcast is cut off, then the 'Singer's Night' will be abolished."

The staff shrank their heads and dared not speak.

But in my heart I muttered: If you don't cut it off, it will be useless.

soon.

The technical director's phone was connected.

The director suppressed his emotions: "Xiao Zhou, if the barrage in the live broadcast room is adjusted to the big screen, can I control the content of the barrage. Or when taking a screenshot according to Lin Xuan, can I control the content of the screenshot? "

The technical director thought for a while: "This technology is not difficult to implement, but it will take time."

Director: "How long will it take?"

Tech Lead: "One hour."

Director: "Too long."

Technical supervisor: "It will take half an hour at the fastest."

The director frowned: "It's still too long, I can only give you ten minutes at most."

Technical director: "If it is ten minutes, then I can only enable virtual barrage, which means that all the barrage in the live broadcast room is generated virtually, and has nothing to do with the barrage of netizens."

The director was overjoyed: "Okay! What I want is a virtual bullet screen, but let your technical staff mix some real comments into it based on the actual bullet screen in the live broadcast room. It is true and false, and the fake is confused with the real. As for the content of the screen capture, I will let people immediately send you."

Tech Lead: "No problem."

……

On the live stage, the host finally calmed down, and a smile appeared on her face again: "Brother Xuan, I'm sorry that I lost my composure just now, because your words shocked me. But after thinking about it together, it really makes sense. Doing it this way can indeed dispel the doubts of netizens. Let me first ask our director: Director Chen, can we use the netizen barrage mentioned by Brother Xuan to make questions in the impromptu session we are about to hold?"

The camera was shown to the director who just came out of the audience. He raised his eyebrows and said confidently, "Let netizens ask questions during the live broadcast? Why don't you dare? However, it may take ten minutes for our technicians to switch from the live broadcast room to the live screen. About time to prepare. So please wait for a while."

wow~~~
Hearing the director's words, there was a huge uproar at the scene.

Especially the netizens in the live broadcast room thought they heard it wrong.

"agreed?"

"The director agrees?"

"I'll go, is there really no script?"

"impossible!"

"seriously."

"..."

Even Lin Xuan's eyes showed surprise for a moment.

He didn't expect the director to make such a decision.

Not to mention other things, even in some variety shows that I knew in my previous life, those scenes where Jay Chou, Lang Lang and others improvised to play the piano melody were prepared in advance.Even Lang Lang, a top international pianist, needs to prepare a script in advance to play a simple melody in order to avoid overturning. He doesn't believe that a freshman like Song Yichen is capable of improvisation.

impossible!
But that being the case, why did the director dare to agree?

too weird.

……

Outside, the news spread across the Internet like a hurricane: In order to prove that there was no script, the director of "Singer's Night" actually started a scene where netizens could submit questions in real time, allowing netizens to submit questions online, and the singers performed in real time. The star on stage must perform something!
Unprecedented initiative!
Unparalleled excitement!

All you play is heartbeat!

Netizens had never seen this scene before, and they rushed into the live broadcast room frantically.

Even the industry exclaimed, unable to believe that Weibo is so big.

"Create a question live? Weibo has the guts?"

"How many of those little fresh meats who attended the singer's night have real skills? Isn't Weibo afraid of overturning?"

"Or did Weibo's previous singer nights have no script?"

"Impossible! This is already an open secret."

There was a lot of discussion.

Doubtful.

Zhang Jun frowned: "Those of us who have participated in the 'Singer's Night' all know that there is indeed a script for the impromptu session, and the script is very simple, and sometimes even let us deliberately make some mistakes to enhance the authenticity."

Wang Cheng frowned: "That's right. That's why Weibo's approach this time is very strange. Without the script, even the few of us can't guarantee that we won't make a fool of ourselves on stage, right? Those little fresh meats are even worse."

Guan Yuman stared at the live broadcast room: "No matter what Weibo's idea is, at least there is traffic."

That's right.

When the director made a bold statement.

As expected, the popularity of the Weibo live broadcast room began to rise crazily.

The number of online users skyrocketed from more than [-] at the beginning to [-] in less than a minute.Then there are [-]... [-]... [-]... The speed of increase makes the Weibo operation and maintenance who are monitoring in the background frightened.

As for the director sitting at the front desk, he soon received news of a surge in traffic.

At this moment, his heart has settled down with a faint smile on his face, and he secretly said in his heart: "Lin Xuan, I have to thank you. Before this, I never thought that there is such a trick to attract traffic. Thank you Good luck, the number of viewers and influence of this 'Singer's Night' is probably going to break records!"

Only Lin Xuan, his brows gradually wrinkled, he always felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)