Chapter 1092: Traffic Battles (1)
However, Fang Lixia is not wrong, although Song Canran has not had any works in recent years, but she has long understood the truth that those who have traffic win the world, so she opened her own public account, and quickly gained countless fans, and now she has the largest number of fans on the whole network, and she is a well-deserved traffic queen.
If she is popular, she definitely has the capital to look down on the world.
After Fang Lixia finished touting, he had to take out his mobile phone, click on a certain page and look at it a few times, and said proudly: "See, my brother Ran...... , Brother Ran, which brain shortage also nominated you on the list of popular male gods, and now the number of votes has risen to eighth. ”
Song Canran was also stunned, took the phone and looked at it, and sure enough, his name was hanging on it.
"This is what is going on, Brother Ran, what is the popular goddess, you are ruthless when the male god and goddess are all you."
In the front row, Ming Ya also took out her mobile phone, looked down a few times, and squeezed her mobile phone tightly.
"Don't make a fuss, the awards are about to begin." Song Cangran threw the phone to him speechlessly.
"No, Brother Ran, what is there to see if you can't be elected, I'll let the fans vote for you."
Fang Lixia lowered his head and swiped his mobile phone, Pei Hao sneered on the side: "Who gave you the confidence to canvass for Ranran, just your little number of fans, sneer, no one has spoken." ”
Ye Weifan ignored them, and had already lowered his head and pressed his phone.
Song Canran didn't bother to pay attention to these guys, online voting only accounted for a part, and the final ranking depended on the opinions of the judges, of course, the will of netizens could not be ignored, and the final ranking was basically not much different from online voting.
"What are you doing?"
Turning her head and seeing that Huo Zizhao was also pressing her phone, she leaned over and saw that he was communicating with Jiang Ruliu: "Are you also messing around?" ”
Huo Zizhao quickly pressed the phone a few times, then put away the phone and raised his hand to hug her.
"Well, then I'll watch the show."
She smiled, honestly tired of his side.
In fact, it doesn't matter to her what kind of false name she has, as long as he has everything.
The awards ceremony went smoothly, one award after another was taken away, and the popularity award was placed at the end as the finale, but as everyone knows, the Internet has exploded at this moment.
"gogogo, it's all on fire, of course the popular male god is my brother."
"Those who have a ticket will hold a ticket, and those who don't have a ticket will vote for Brother Ran."
"I have mobilized seven aunts and eight aunts, and even the old king next door has voted, and my brother will win."
On the Internet, I saw that Song Canran's ranking soared at a rocket-like speed, and as soon as he squeezed into the list, he immediately broke through and squeezed into the top three with unstoppable momentum.
The first place on the list is now Ye Weifan, although the cannibalism in the same room is a bit like that, but the fans who kill the red eye can't take care of it too much.
"Oh, third, comrades, work hard, and soon win the championship."
"Brother Wuli Ran must get full marks and will not accept any rebuttal."
"I'm sorry Brother Weifan, can you tie for first place."
Although some people jumped out to question the reasonableness of Song Canran's nomination of the popular male god, under the wave of carnival on the whole network, this voice is almost negligible.
Not only Mingya, Nan Jun's smile was also a little stiff, he was the second on the list of male gods, he had been very unwilling to be second in the name of Xiao Ye Weifan for so many years, why did Song Canran step on his head as a girl?
Mingya squinted, lowered her head and pressed a few times on her phone, and then Namjoon's votes also began to climb, and there was a tendency to surpass the first place to win the championship.