The fact that he can't be posted on Weibo doesn't prevent Qin Ye from knowing what happened.

In the dialog box, Xu Mengqing boasted a few screenshots and links, and threw herself into the canvassing activity to exude enthusiasm that had nowhere to be placed.

Only then did Qin Ye know that it was the recent hot top ten school grass voting activities on the Internet.

The event was officially organized by "The Strongest Student", and a number of senior high school students in China were selected to participate in the knowledge quiz activity of the TV station.

But in the end, the name of the event changed from "the strongest student" to "Top Ten School Grass".

It's not good to study well, you have to be handsome!

Everyone sighed again that this is really a face-watching society, and on the other hand, they clicked on the voters who entered the list with their wrong mouths.

After a while, they each launched a in the face of their favorite male god.

Sunny, handsome, delicate, hormonal.

Various types of beautiful men appeared in front of netizens in this way, and in less than a day, they attracted everyone's attention.

Mother fans, aunt fans, sister fans, and sister fans emerge in an endless stream, and female netizens quickly devote themselves to the enthusiasm of canvassing for idols with just one face.

There were thousands of candidates, and Qin Ye didn't know who helped her sign up.

By the time she found out, she had rushed all the way to 179th with more than 100,000 votes.

There are thousands of people, and she ranks 179, which seems to be good.

In the live broadcast room, Qin Ye muttered casually, and was heard by the coconuts on the tip of her ears, who turned into counselors and counted her charges painfully.

What is not enterprising, not seeking progress, being content in a corner and so on.

It was as if his failure to fight or grab had become a sin.

"Brother Night, look at us, it's time for the coconuts to shine!"

"Coconuts, it's time to help. Let's do this, keep the votes in our hands first, don't vote for the time being, listen to my orders! Yes, take your parents' mobile phone numbers and register on Weibo quickly, don't delay. Yes, trumpets can also be ......"

The live broadcast room became a support scene, the games were no longer played, the songs were no longer listened to, and as soon as the homework was completed, the coconuts gathered and began to make suggestions.

Before going to bed, Qin Ye glanced at it and found that he had climbed to 92.

"Go to bed early, don't delay your studies because of those top ten school grasses, the final exam won't be long."

sent a WeChat message to Xu Mengqing, and only received a message of "Good night and good dreams" more than ten minutes later, Qin Ye knew that there might be a lot of excitement on that end.

From Ye Qingqing to Qin Ye, Xu Mengqing seemed to vow to be the number one dog, eager to make people all over the world fan Qin Ye, and the one who sold An-Li was called a diligent one.

Secretly registered a trumpet to vote for himself, Qin Ye silently went to sleep.

She's not making a difference, is she?

The coconuts shouldn't scold her anymore, right?

Thinking nonsense, Qin Ye slowly fell asleep.

In the study room across the wall, Jun Moting was typing in the dialog box.

For a long time, I deleted all the words of canvassing and threw a link out.

After the link, the short and powerful word "vote".

Thinking that it was another emerging project, the regional directors who had already fallen asleep woke up and clicked on the link, and the next moment, their minds were full of question marks: Is the boss's mobile phone invaded by a virus?

When someone in the group threw out a screenshot, which showed "Ten votes have been cast for No.9527 player Qin Ye", everyone reacted one after another.

Tuba, trumpet, vest all in unison.

Subordinate business groups, family and friend groups, all forwarded.

The canvassing campaign spread out like a radiating radar, and implementation was in full swing.

The secretary general of the City Lord's Mansion sat on the bed with teary eyes: Lord City Lord, such a trivial matter, if you give an order, I will do it for you immediately.

You came on the field in person, did you intend to fire me?

Woo woo, what should I do if I am going to lose my job?