The beginning of a small three, singing and crying water friends

Chapter 22 How can Chuhe's money be so easy to get?

With the broadcast of the first episode of "Who is the King of Singer", the popularity of Chuhe also began to spread rapidly.

The first time "Wild Wolf disco" appeared on the hot search, netizens left messages below one after another.

"It's over, I can't get out, I drew a dragon all night last night..."

"That's right, our dormitory has been shaking their crotch shafts all night, crazy, all crazy."

Not only on the Internet, Chuhe's song also began to sweep the streets and alleys of the country at a terrifying speed.

You can hear this new song by Chuhe anytime, anywhere.

Of course, there are voices of dissatisfaction.

Some well-known music critics criticized this phenomenon on the Internet, and even used the word "poisonous".

It's just that under the national upsurge, there were no waves.

……

Director He Changlin stayed up all night and spent the whole night counting the popularity of the first episode of the show with the staff backstage.

"Director, the peak popularity of the live broadcast last night was 820 million, and the average was 550 million, much better than we expected."

He Changlin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this answer.

The results of the first episode of the program can be regarded as the epitome of the results of the whole season. If the current momentum continues, it may be possible to recast the glory of being the number one online variety show.

He Changlin leaned back on the chair, put his hands on the desk and tapped on the table, "What time period is the peak popularity?"

"This..." The staff glanced at the screen, "It's Chuhe's performance."

"Chuhe?" He Changlin was taken aback, his brows were slightly frowned, "This is not easy..."

"Director? Is there a problem?" The staff was a little puzzled, "Chuhe's song "Wild Wolf Disco" is almost always at the top of the hot search list of major mainstream media. You can find it by looking online. I feel that the popularity of our program is basically supported by Chuhe..."

"That's the problem." He Changlin frowned, "If this is an ordinary variety show, it's good that Chuhe has such a high popularity, but this is a competition."

He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, "This song by Chuhe is highly sung, down-to-earth, and visually appealing. That's right, but this song is not suitable for competitions. The artistry is too bad. If Chuhe was eliminated later because of this reason..."

He Changlin did not continue.

There are already some comments like this on the Internet.

"I hope he can come up with a few high-quality songs in the future."

……

Chuhe's life is the same as before, but the popularity of the live broadcast room has increased a lot because of this.

Chuhe in front of the screen is now smiling badly.

Without him, it's time for a prize-winning quiz to crush other people's IQs.

Chu He cleared his throat, "Ahem, I will give you a simple question today. This is used by the mental hospital to examine patients. As long as you answer it correctly, you can be discharged from the hospital. So as long as your brain is healthy, you should be able to answer it. How about it? Please type the words Conscience Anchor on the public screen."

Seeing that this joyful session had started again, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately became energetic, and the barrage filled the screen all at once.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, Chuhe began to ask questions.

"The bath is full of water. There is a bowl and a spoon in front of you. If you want to drain the water in the bath as quickly as possible, which one should you choose?"

As soon as Chuhe's question came out, the audience in front of the screen all raised question marks.

"What do you mean? Does the anchor take us for fools?"

"Who knows, but anyone with a bit of common sense knows that bowls should be used?"

"Even if this Nima slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education, he wouldn't know how to choose a spoon, would he?"

The audience in the live broadcast room quickly unified their voices.

The lucky audience who grabbed the right to answer the question decisively entered the answer, "I choose the bowl!"

However, Chuhe's expression suddenly became intriguing.

"you sure?"

"Of course, do you use a spoon?" Seeing that Chuhe's eyes were a little weird, the audience panicked.

There is no way, Chuhe has a fierce reputation, who knows what kind of moth this guy is going to do, he always feels like he has jumped into the hole he dug in advance.

Chu He sighed, "Hey, I suggest you report to a mental hospital. Who can use a bowl for a normal person? It must be pulling out the water plug? Tsk tsk."

"???" The lucky spectator slowly pulled out three question marks with trembling hands as if struck by lightning.

Unplug the water plug?

There are hundreds of millions of grass mud horses galloping by in his heart. He thinks that his psychological quality has been trained by Chuhe to be strong enough, but after hearing the answer given by Chuhe, he finds that he is still too naive.

Millions of viewers just watched their IQ being ruthlessly rubbed and trampled under Chu He's feet!

After a long silence, the audience in the live broadcast room began to complain wildly.

"Are you sure this is a question given to patients in a mental hospital? I really think I need to go to a mental hospital for further study."

"Chuhe, you have changed. We regard you as an idol, but you treat us as fools!"

"Isn't this his routine operation? No one will really watch Chuhe's live broadcast with his brain? No way?"

"I suspect that he is a patient who just escaped from the mental hospital!"

"As soon as I heard Chuhe's question, I felt that something was wrong, so I chose the spoon, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape... I think I am hopeless."

Chuhe's coquettish operation of a wave of hearse drifting made the audience in the live broadcast room begin to doubt their own IQ.

But who would ask such a question if he didn't have that serious illness?
"You can't answer questions of this level? Too weak." Chuhe shook his head, "Come on, let's continue, please invite the next victim!"

With that said, he turned on the rush-answer authority again.

Soon, a new lucky audience appeared, and Chuhe began to ask questions.

"It is said that if a woman hates a man, she will give him an umbrella. Excuse me, why?"

"???"

The audience in the live broadcast room were completely dumbfounded.

why?They don't know either.

I've heard of giving men cuckolds for revenge, but I haven't heard of giving umbrellas for revenge, have I?

Just when the audience in the live broadcast room looked bewildered and Chuhe looked proud, this lucky viewer spoke.

"This question... I really know."

"Huh?" Chuhe was taken aback, didn't he?Can anyone answer such a tricky question?Doesn't make sense?

After gathering his mind, Chuhe said calmly: "Then tell me."

The lucky viewer hesitated for a moment, "I just broke up with my girlfriend, and it was raining that day, and she gave me an umbrella before I left... I was even touched, thinking she wanted to reconcile with me... "

Speaking of this, the audience's face was full of grief and indignation, and tears flowed down.

"Who would have thought that she told me that she gave me an umbrella to tell me... If you don't lift it, it will be sunny!"

"puff!"

Chuhe just laughed and lay on the ground, and it took a long time to get up.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold back. That's fine, since this audience member got the answer right, I'll give you 200 yuan in cash."

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(End of this chapter)