The huge change in the pattern on the field made the three people in the live broadcast stupid, Amy, who was playing soy sauce, continued to let go of the air, and Gu Qi finally loosened the belt of Chang Zhaowen's trousers that was tightly pulled, and looked at the row of black letters on a yellow background that was placed on the top in a daze, and he still couldn't understand what it meant after a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Voted by the audience, ......" Chang Zhaowen is no stranger to this set, isn't that how those draft competitions come! Or pay voting, this organizer is too good at playing, just now it is estimated that he made a lot of money by engaging in paid barrage, and now there is a paid vote, it seems that he wants to fully squeeze his communication value.

The shopkeeper who said that he would let him advertise the store openly and honestly interviewed him suddenly turned into a reality show that tore B, and maybe he will develop into a competitive show next.

After a brief stalemate, it was clear that someone had read the meaning of the sticky notification, and the golden number above the blue box was the first to change, and after a slight flash, "0" became "1". The breakthrough from 0 to 1 took a little time, but the subsequent development was as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button. The numbers kept flashing, and in the blink of an eye, the numbers above the blue cuboid reached three digits.

The number of the red box opposite it has just been increased to "3".

"Provide the same medicinal materials for Gu Qi and Chang Zhaowen to make medicines and medicinal meals respectively, and finally the professional team will score them on the spot......" Gu Qi stood in front of the blue cube and read the words on it again, and suddenly shouted in a sudden realization: "I'm Gu Qi, is it okay to be a four-star potion master? Why should I compete with a chef who is not in the flow!"

"Cut, now you think that competing with me is lowering your worth, when you rushed to my store and drove me crazy, didn't you feel that you didn't match your status as a four-star potions master?" Chang Zhaowen rolled his eyes at Gu Qi.

Gu Qi didn't care about how to refute Chang Zhaowen now, he rushed to the edge of the red cube, slapped his hand on the single-digit number on it, and shouted: "I'm the party, I want to choose this plan, let the human kid re-cook the soup, and let the monster identification team debunk the cat in it!"

But he slapped his hand down, and nothing touched it, and the golden number passed directly through his palm without any change.

Chang Zhaowen shook his head, Gu Qi is this angry, right? These two voting options are obviously holograms, not entities at all.

It's no wonder that Gu Qi went crazy directly, and he has been held high by everyone, thinking that everything is under his control, but now he suddenly found that he was like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, completely involuntarily. The original seamless plan was completely disrupted by this sudden vote, and now the direction of the situation is completely controlled by the huge rabble that has never been seen and never looked at by Gucci.

Gucci was unhappy, but the audience was happy.

The deadly goblin four-star potion master, and the legendary savior of the outcasts, the dark horse Chang Zhaowen, who emerged from Xuanxi City, now their fate is in their own hands!

Although 50 yuan is not cheap, it is not a burden for the vast majority of shopkeepers, and it is worth spending such a small amount of money and living an addiction to the "hand of God"!

In the Full Moon Building, Harvey is gushing about his business logic to Blood Shura: "By joining the barrage, I want all those who watch the live broadcast to get a sense of participation by freely expressing their opinions. And this vote, which determines the direction of development on the field, is to satisfy the audience's desire for control. ”

"Desire to control......" Blood Shura repeated Harvey's words in a low voice, she was now more and more incomprehensible to this colleague who always played cards unreasonably.

"Yes, control. Although the vast majority of the funds are in the hands of a small number of ethnic groups in the Dark Sky Bazaar, they also have the absolute right to speak. But the vast majority of people's desire to control is actually suppressed, and now, as long as you spend a little money, you can control the direction of the high-ranking goblin potions, you say, how can there be fewer people who pay?"

That's right, the voting numbers are constantly changing, and I can't even see the specific numbers on it, only a golden shadow.

Harvey still didn't tell Blood Shura, there is no upper limit on everyone's votes, as long as you have money, you can keep voting.

The goblins soon discovered this, and in order to stay true to Gucci's original script, the goblins vied to vote for the red option, and each of them made a generous move, earning 10 votes at a time.

Watching the numbers on the red cube grow, many people are in a hurry.

"Why do you vote red? choose blue, let them PK this is more exciting!"

"Blue Blue Blue ......"

"If you're crazy about Gucci, you should choose blue!"

"How quickly did you forget the toad soup? ”

"I'm also curious about how the potions master makes medicine~"

With the change of voting numbers, all kinds of barrages became lively again, and Chang Zhaowen, who was in the center of the storm, calmed down.

Anyway, for him, no matter which of the two options he chooses, there is not much difference in the end.

If Red wins, then he needs to remake the Nightcolor Toad Soup. If Blue wins, then he will add excipients to the medicinal materials provided by the organizer to make medicinal food.

That is, no matter what the result is, he needs to cook. Chang Zhaowen is not frightened at all when cooking on the spot, but now there is a real problem in front of him - without special pots and pans, it is inconvenient to cook.

Suddenly, he had an idea, since it was a live broadcast, I don't know if he could just ask for a pot? No, he shouldn't ask the audience, he should ask for something from the black-hearted organizers who didn't give him money and sold him for nothing.

"Eh, I'm coming back to my senses!" Chang Zhaowen shook five fingers in front of Amy's eyes, who were rarely online during the whole process.

It's still easy to be a beauty these days, whether it's in the world or in the dark sky bazaar, as long as you look beautiful and don't have a brain, it's easy to make vases. The three people on the field watched the play like monkeys, and except for Amy, they didn't earn a penny. No, Gucci's people are barrage and voting, and it is estimated that they will have to lose a lot.

"Eh, call me?" Amy was a little weak-hearted, her hosting this time was too much of a failure, and she had no sense of existence at all, it seems that she shouldn't have those popular dreams anymore, she is just doing reception materials.

"Who asked you to do this interview? Harvey?"

"It's Lord Harvey. Amy nodded and carefully lowered her voice, "Lord Harvey is the richest man in the Dark Sky Bazaar, a member of the organizing committee." ”

Rich? That's better.

Chang Zhaowen suddenly pointed to the front and said loudly: "Lord Harvey, you also made a lot of money from the barrage and voting, right?