Or CCTV.

Wang Zhengjun frowned as he held the report in his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Su Qi is really a strange thing that has not been encountered in a century, and there are too many explosive points on his body.

This is a natural variety show celebrity.

Over there, Qi Xingda had just exited the director's office, and just a few minutes later, he hurriedly ran back again, holding a report in his hand.

Wang Zhengjun was surprised: "What's the matter?"

Qi Xingda gasped, put the report in his hand on the table, and said, "Director, you, you can read it yourself." ”

Wang Zhengjun stretched out his hand to take the manuscript suspiciously, glanced at it, and suddenly widened his eyes.

According to the report, most of the new users are booking tickets for the God of Food!

And now, the tickets for the second phase of their "God of Food" have been sold out, and there are faint signs of crashing on the website, and a small number of users have reported that the website cannot be opened at all!

You can see how many people are visiting wèn at this time!

Wang Zhengjun held his forehead, the first episode of the premiere was not full, this second episode is even more popular than the first episode, you know, their competition hall can seat a thousand people!

But now this trend, the playing field is obviously too small!

Wang Zhengjun immediately said: "Apply to the station to change the competition venue, and ask for the largest recording studio." ”

Qi Xingda said: "Yes." ”

……

at home.

Su Qi checked the artist rankings, and his ranking has advanced a little more, and he is already the fifth public figure, and he is closer to the goal of becoming a third-tier artist.

"Daddy, that grandson called you again~"

The long-lost ringtone suddenly remembered, Su Qi didn't even look at the caller ID, so he swiped his finger and chose to connect.

can have this ringtone, except for Yang Ritian and Yang Hao, there is no one else.

"Hey, Xiao Su. Yang Hao's familiar voice came over the phone.

Su Qi teased: "What's the matter, Brother Hao, do you want to pay back?"

"Phew, you're so rich, what money do you want me to pay back?" Yang Hao scolded, "You won the first place in the "God of Food Competition" when you turned around, and that is a million bonus!"

"That's not good, one yard to one yard, how many years have you owed these three dollars and five cents? Su Qi continued to tease.

Yang Hao said: "Come on, don't talk nonsense, I'll tell you the right thing." ”

"Say, listen. Su Qi was careless.

"Do you still have several tickets for the God of Food Tournament?" Hearing Yang Hao's question, Su Qi touched the pocket of his jacket and took out a stack of tickets.

As the top eight player of "God of Food", he still has this benefit, and the organizer gave him a full twenty tickets, but Su Qi was too busy to forget about it.

"Yes, do you want it?" asked Su Qi.

Yang Hao was overjoyed, "I want it, how many do you have?"

"Twenty. ”

"I want it all!"

"Don't, leave me some. ”

"What do you want that thing for? You don't have to. ”

"In case it comes in handy, keep some stock around. ”

"Then give me nineteen. ”

"Hey, if you take a big breath, I'll ask for one less, no, I'll give you fifteen at most. ”

"Eighteen sheets, no less. ”

"Sixteen, if there are too many, do you want love. ”

"Seventeen, just seventeen, not a word. ”

"That'...... Come on. ”

hung up the phone, and it didn't take long for Yang Hao to run over in a hurry, as if someone was chasing him behind him, he didn't even have time to drink his saliva, and asked when he entered the door, "Where's the ticket?"

"Give it, hurry up to be reincarnated?" Su Qi muttered, slowly took out the ticket and handed it to Yang Hao.

"Hey, hurry up, it's too late!" Yang Hao urged, directly reached out and grabbed the ticket, turned around and ran away.

Although Su Qi was puzzled, he didn't think much about it, anyway, he was in a good mood today, just a few tickets, let him toss.

Turn around and head to the kitchen and start cooking your own meal.

Lin Xianxue was not at home today, and Su Qi could only pad his stomach, put down a bowl of noodles, and ate it suckingly, but after a few bites, the doorbell rang again.

"It's coming. Su Qi responded, got up to open the door, and then saw the person who came, but he was a little surprised, it turned out to be Wang Rulong, the stall owner.

"Brother Rulong, what are you ......?" Su Qi wondered.

Wang Rulong smiled brightly and said, "Brother Su, I took the liberty to come to the door and didn't bother you, right?"

Su Qi smiled and said: "Brother Rulong, where are you talking about this, don't stand stupidly, come into the house and say it." ”

Su Qi beckoned Wang Rulong in, made a cup of tea, he was very impressed by this Wang Rulong, although he was just a small stall boss, but he was very talented in music, with an amazing sense of rhythm, and he was a rare talent.

And the appearance is also very distinctive, obviously a big man, but he has a woman's figure, not to mention the long hair, and the back is very lethal.

Every time he sees him, Su Qi will think of the woman in yellow who sat at the head of the bridge and moved the four talents of Jiangnan in Stephen Chow's version of "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance" - Ruhua.

One is like a dragon, the other is like a flower, but it's really quite similar.

Wang Rulong took a sip of tea and said a little shyly: "Brother Su, in fact, I came...... I want to walk down the back door from you and ask for two tickets to the God of Food, you should have a lot of them, right?"

Su Qi was stunned, it turned out that he was asking for tickets, what's wrong today, so is Yang Hao, and so is Wang Rulong in front of him, why do you want tickets?

Touching the pocket of his jacket, Su Qi took out the only three tickets left, and said, "I only have three, if you want it, I can only give you two, and I have to keep one for myself." ”

"Why are you left with this? Didn't you say that each of the contestants had about twenty tickets?" Wang Rulong asked suspiciously, as he spoke, as if he suddenly understood what had come, he patted his thigh and said, "Oh, did Yang Hao's guy ask for a ticket just now?"

Su Qi was stunned, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I grass, I said that why did this thing run so fast when I saw it just now, it turned out that it had already come to you!" Wang Rulong had a regretful expression and patted his head in annoyance.

Why did it sound so awkward, Su Qi held back a smile and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, why do you all want tickets?"

Wang Rulong smiled bitterly while taking the two tickets from Su Qi's hand, carefully putting them in his pocket like a baby, and said: "Brother Su, don't you know yet? Now that "God of Food Tournament" is on fire, the tickets are all sold out, the supply exceeds demand, there are too many people booking tickets online, and the official website of CCTV is stuck, what do you say!"

"The ticket that was originally 500 yuan has now multiplied in the hands of those "splicers", do you know? It is a full quadruple, which means that a ticket costs 2,000 yuan!"

"It's still priceless, but now it's hard to get a ticket!"

After listening to Wang Rulong's mysterious words, Su Qi looked sluggish, the tickets for the "God of Food Competition" are so precious? A ticket can be sold for 2,000 yuan in the hands of "Patchwork"?

Patchwork is the jargon of Beijing, that is, the meaning of ticket sellers, scalpers.

And such a precious, priceless ticket, he actually gave Yang Hao a full seventeen tickets in one go!

O Malegobi!

It's a big loss!

If you're not careful, you'll let this guy get into a pit!

However, this also reflects how popular "God of Food" is now, and it is really hard to get a ticket!