Yang Xiaolan knew from Qi Le's advertisement that she never expected it a long time ago, and she also turned on her mobile phone when she had time to rest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For this show, she downloaded a mobile version of Qile a few days ago.

Xiangcheng Extraordinary Motorcycle Factory, as the company's section chief Zhang Mu, also nervously turned on the computer at this time, and kept refreshing the website of Qile Video.

Although she didn't know that her son had written a novel, Qi Le's advertisements in the past few days could be said to be pervasive, although she was also very puzzled about what her son had experienced in the past few years, why he didn't make a splash.

Is it also like what the history books say, Einstein is a somewhat two-person person, smart people generally have some abnormal behavior in life, but she just takes these questions to heart, who makes the other party her own son.

She shook her head and put these unrealistic questions, it was exactly 11:59 at this time, and there was still a minute left before she expected the broadcast to start.

"Mr. Zhou's time!"

"Start broadcasting!" Zhou Wei stood there quietly, his eyes blazing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Cool cool cool!

Woo woo oh

Woo oh oh go you wow oh oh oh

That's it, feel more cool, more cool!"

Zhang Xiaowei's mobile phone, which was coding words, suddenly rang, this was the time he set for him, for fear that he would miss the time when Wan Wan and the best Jiading were put on the shelves.

He clicked on the website of Qile Video, and at this time, he never expected to appear in the most conspicuous position on the homepage.

And it is obvious that the click-through rate next to the video is increasing in the thousands.

"It's over 10,000, it's over 10,000!" was broadcast for less than a minute, and an exclamation came from Zhou Wei's office in Qile Building.

"It's broken 100,000, it's broken 100,000!" Li Junmin excitedly grabbed his editor-in-chief's wrist and shook it.

The editor-in-chief Tang Xin is newly transferred, he is a relative of a senior executive of the company, after seeing that a dark horse appeared in this editorial department, he used improper means to transfer the previous editor-in-chief, and he came to this editorial department as the editor-in-chief.

He wanted to squeeze into the editorial office on the water side for a long time, but after the water side heard about it, he put pressure on the end point Chinese network, so he did not succeed, after all, people have cooperated for many years, and he has a certain relationship with his editor-in-chief on the water side, so he has no choice but the other party.

This is different, this is a dark horse, and there is no such thing as a good relationship with the editor-in-chief.

"That's right, it's just a minute to break 100,000 subscriptions!" Tang Xin looked at the number of subscriptions that were constantly increasing, licked his lips, and showed a satisfied smile on his face, excited about his wise choice to make a move in advance, if it was at night for a while, he might not be so lucky.

"What, just one minute after it was put on the shelf, the subscription exceeded 100,000?" The president of the rampant Chinese network was also paying attention to this dark horse of the end Chinese network at this time, and exclaimed with some disbelief.

"I must find a way to dig this view of the mountains and seas for me, and I can spend as much as it takes!" Yang Jun, the president of Tianma Chinese Network, almost had fire in his eyes, and someone had made this suggestion to himself at that time, but he did not take it, so he regretted it at this time.

However, compared with the other two Chinese networks, the night sky seems much calmer, after all, they are romance novels, and their group of editors are just amazed, this male frequency book is more popular than female frequency.

"I don't know the lines by heart, I'll go, my cousin is really talented, and he dares to say it when he is acting. ”

When He Xiaoqian saw that the sword in Wang Xu's hand began to shorten inch by inch, she couldn't help but laugh on her face, but when the monologue in Wang Xu's heart came out, she couldn't help laughing.

"Xiaoqian, what's so funny?" The fat girl was eating potato chips next to her, and when she heard He Xiaoqian's laughter, she walked to her side with some confusion, wanting to see what was funny.

"Please Xiaoqian, be quiet, don't disturb me reading!" Guan Xiaohui said dissatisfiedly, and then found two balls of tissues to plug his ears.

"Haha!oh!cough!"The fat girl who was eating potato chips saw Wang Xu with a desperate look, pulled out a short sword from her arms and inserted it into her abdomen, and immediately laughed, but there were potato chips in her mouth, and she was stuck, and coughed loudly.

"Fat girl, look at you, what are you doing so nervous?" He Xiaoqian patted her on the back, but when she turned around, she found that there were already subtitles there, and there were some shooting tidbits in it.

"What, it's gone?" He Xiaoqian, who was patting the fat girl on the back, stopped filming anymore and hurriedly walked to the computer.

"I'll go, how can it only be four minutes?" He Xiaoqian looked at the time and found that even the follow-up tidbits were only more than five minutes, and suddenly said with some anger.

"I never expected the second episode to see you next Sunday? What the hell is this?" When he saw the broadcast time of the next episode that he never expected, he suddenly said with some dissatisfaction.

"What's going on?" Zhou Wei asked with a smile on his face, he was quite satisfied with this video.

It's just that he doesn't understand this goodbye next Sunday, isn't it all played continuously? It's just that you don't say anything about the time period of the video, and you actually changed it to a weekly drama?

This is what Mr. Zhang said, he said that he didn't have so much energy to shoot, so he changed it to a weekly drama. When Liu Changan said this, he couldn't help but complain a little in his heart: "I don't have so much energy, you have filmed two episodes in one day, according to your way of filming, you can finish filming the plot in half a day in half a day." ”

"Wait a minute, I'll call and ask him!"? Zhou Wei listened to Liu Changan's words and frowned a little dissatisfied.

"Mr. Zhou, the number of clicks has exceeded one million!" exclaimed a staff member who was controlling the computer in front of the big screen.

"Millions?" Zhou Wei listened to the words of the staff and looked towards the click, only to see that the data that was increasing by tens or dozens of times, his brows furrowed again.

This is obviously a manifestation of follow-up weakness, which is equivalent to the effect of general video playback.

"Could it be that my expectations for him are too high?" Zhou Wei couldn't help but think in his heart.

"The clicks are probably between one million and two million!" In the headquarters of Weixin, there are also many people who are paying attention to this matter, after all, Zhang Xiaowei's rain and dew are all stained and Bei Shuang'er has put a lot of pressure on several companies.

"That's good!" Feng Lunhai, president of WeChat, did not rest at noon, and was paying attention to the video he never expected, and found that the click-through rate was slow after one million, and he was immediately relieved, after all, this number is within the click-through rate of a normal video playback.

Doudou Video and Café de Coral Video are also paying attention, after all, everyone is a peer, because when Qi Le was promoted, it was said that the screenwriter who was even wet with rain and dew worked hard again, so it attracted their attention, no matter how the video was, what they cared about was the click-through rate.