Today's snow has never been so painful to fry meatballs.

Theoretically, with so many fans in the live broadcast room, she should talk more to attract them so that she can suck some blood from her PK opponents.

But no matter what she said, the barrage was like a dead one, so plain that it made her feel that the number in the upper right corner was a fake, and there were no more people at all.

In the midst of infinite self-doubt and embarrassment, the balls finally got ready, and she quickly divided the plate, poured a little honey and other flavors of seasoning, and let the butler robot upload the food on the side, and quickly began to introduce it to the camera.

Even if no one responds, she can't be discouraged, this is a dish that she has worked so hard to research, and it is impossible that no one will like it.

"This is a meatball made from the meat of the Goloo beast published by agricultural research, and I use honey and other seasonings to make the meat finely chopped, knead it into a ball, and then boil it, so that the meatballs are full of honey fragrance and ......."

As she spoke, the robot had uploaded all 20 balls, and the screen instantly opened a collection channel.

Hundreds of millions of people clicked on the collection link in an instant, and because of the large number of people, the entire live broadcast room was even stuck.

It's snowing today and I've never encountered this situation, and a moment flashed in her mind, is this the trouble of the great god live broadcast? But before she could be given five seconds, the number of people online in the upper right corner was downdowndown at a speed visible to the naked eye like a jumping machine.

In less than a minute, the number of people online dropped from 700 million to 300 million, and this gap made the whole mind confused when it snowed today, and she didn't know how to organize the language, but she still held on and said a few words.

Three minutes later, the number of people in the live broadcast room returned to her usual level.

150 million people.

She understood that those fans who belonged next door were gone.

Sadness enveloped the female chef, she sat down at the table with her own meatballs, and began to communicate with her fans while eating, she inserted a meatball, took a bite, and her eyes were red and wet: "You all went to the next door to get food today, didn't you?" ”

"Are they all gone?"

"Are there only my fans in the live broadcast room now?"

"Really?"

She asked several times.

This mood can make the hearts of the young and old in the core fan group pinch up.

- I'm so pitiful.

- So we still have to vote for Xue Xue firmly?

- So what else?

- Ah, are we going to cast the next door in this way? So that she was punished, and there was no next one.

——……

——？？ What are you...... Joke?

Someone threw a screenshot in the group, the other party has a little more than 600 million people online, more than 100 million on his side, and some people have defected.

"Am I not hopeful of winning? Is there no hope at all? ”

[Yes! Xiaoxue, you might have a little hope of a faint victory! 】

[Yes, yes! It's a little bit possible! 】

Waiting for everyone's reply, Xue Xia almost vomited blood when she saw these barrages today, and her eyes were red: "What do you mean?" Does she cook so much better than I do? ”

[Hmm......]

[Not so much, just a little. 】

[Yes, yes, a little. 】

The little princess, who had never been wronged so much, had tears in her eyes.

This group of people said no, no, no, but after the snow sharing time ended today, the voting ended, and after her PK failed, she swiped two sets of spaceships in the live broadcast room.

[Okay, okay, don't be sad! 】

[We are left in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood! ] If you lose, you lose, we are still the little princess of the food area! 】

[As long as the snow is there, we have always loved! 】

There were a lot of messages on the barrage, and she bowed with tears in her eyes before saying goodbye to everyone.