What's new again!

Zhou Ye felt that his heart was like riding a roller coaster, flying around.

The propaganda here has just picked up a bit, and a new situation has popped up.

Mr. Liu was also pale with fright.

I finally took on a big project, why did so many things happen.

He whispered:

"What the hell is going on?"

The staff member didn't say much, he pointed to the background data on the side and said:

"Mr. Liu, just look at it!"

Mr. Liu and Zhou Ye turned their heads at the same time and looked at the background data page.

I only saw that the numbers in the heat column began to change wildly.

The popularity just now was only one million, but now, the popularity has broken through two million!

"Oh my God!"

Zhou Ye covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes widened, and she looked at the screen deadly.

"How is this possible!"

She's just turning her head, less than half a minute! The heat has directly doubled.

Not only that, but the heat continues to rise wildly.

Million!

Million!

Million!

The barrage in the live broadcast room is going crazy.

Zhou Ye simply relied on his naked eye, and he couldn't see what these people were posting at all.

She could only ask the staff on the side.

"What the hell is going on?"

The staff was not ambiguous, and he directly handed over a tablet.

"Just now, Wang Yan in the poetry world, Teacher Jian Sao, and online author Xiao Xiaosheng recommended Teacher Xin's live broadcast room on the Internet at the same time."

When Zhou Ye heard this, a burst of joy instantly swelled up on his face.

"Sure enough, it was Mr. Jiansao who made a move."

She guessed that it was definitely because Shen Yu contacted two other teachers and asked them to recommend Xin Zixin on the Internet, which is why it caused such a sensation.

Zhou Ye thought as he clicked on the scarf.

The first thing that catches your eye is the dynamics of the note.

His dynamics are simple, with only one table of dishes and one song.

"Mid-Autumn Festival"

"Who grinds a round of flying mirrors? Shine through the universe and print through the mountains and rivers. ”

"Yulu Lingling, wash the autumn sky and silver without waves,"

"It's more clear than the usual night, and it doesn't hinder Guiying."

"Lao Tzu sings, in order to ask Chang'e,"

"How about a good night, how about not getting drunk?"

"Recommend the live broadcast room, my confidant and friend Xin Zixin's live broadcast room, the new special will be released today, I hope you will support it!"

Zhou Ye recited the poem repeatedly, and his eyes became more and more erratic.

"Lao Tzu sings, in order to ask Chang'e, how about a good night, how about not getting drunk?"

"Teacher Jiansao is really talented!!"

Who would have thought that in order to recommend Xin Zixin's live broadcast room, Jian Sao would write a Mid-Autumn Festival poem.

This treatment is simply amazing.

After the complaint, it was Wang Yan's dynamics again.

"Invited by a friend, recommend a good song "Love in the Front", the lyrics and songs are unique!"

"In addition, today coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival! A poem is given to you. ”

"Water tune song head!"

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. ”

"Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world. Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. ”

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles."

Another song!

Although Zhou Ye doesn't know much about poetry, a good poetry work reveals an appeal between its words.

A poem that vividly shows the joys and sorrows between people!

If she had to let Zhou Ye say anything, she could only give two thumbs up and say cheating.

She looked down again, but she didn't see Xiaoxiaosheng's dynamics.

"Where's the smile?"

Staff says:

"Xiaoxiaosheng is an online writer, and he recommended it under his just-finished novel."

As he spoke, he took back the tablet, reopened an interface, and handed it back.

Zhou Ye's line of sight was more than half of the content of the novel above, and he saw the end at a glance.

"The novel is over, and I'm going to take advantage of this time to recommend a new album from my idol and my favorite artist."

"The advertisement is not in vain, I send you a Mid-Autumn Festival poem!"

"When the treasure mirror rises in the sky, the fairy in the clouds is silent. The equinox is full of rounds, and the clouds are bright for a long time. ”

Next to this text, that comment is directly ninety-nine plus!

However, the reaction of these people seems to be somewhat violent.

"it! Dog thief! You wrote Mei Changsu to death, and you still dare to advertise! ”

"I've been chasing this book for so long, and you actually gave me this ending!"

"Beasts! Mid-Autumn Festival, you actually wrote me this kind of ending! ”

"Author, is this based on your personal experience?"

"You're embarrassed to advertise?"

The ending of "Langya" is that Mei Changsu died lying in Nihuang's arms.

Two years later, Nihuang looked at the snowfall, held a snowflake in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Brother Lin Shu, look, it's snowing!"

At the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you laughed and laughed at a loving couple to death!!

What is this not a beast?

The most infuriating thing is that you are still advertising at the end.

You also write poetry!

But one thing to say, this poem is really good.

I've been reading Xiaoxiaosheng's novels all the time, and I've forgotten that this guy is still a poet.

Although these book fans scolded very badly, they still ran to Xin Zixin's live broadcast room.

If nothing else, just for the sake of complaining.

"Sister, can you help us clean up this rebel son who laughs and laughs!"

"Let him change the ending!"

"Yes, yes, I support your album, you ask him to change the ending of the novel!"

"Lord Qingtian, you must be the master for us!"

Xin Zixin, who was chatting with the audience, looked at these barrages, and a trace of doubt flashed on her face.

"I don't know Xiaoxiaosheng?"

The audience doesn't care so much.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know him, Xiaoxiaosheng said that you are his idol! As soon as you speak, he will definitely change. ”

"That's it, sister, I beg you, you just let him change!"

"Upstairs, big man, don't be so disgusting."

In the Internet, those who like to pretend to be cute are often some big guys.

However, after their narration, Xin Zixin probably understood a little bit of the situation.

is a smiling online author who recommended her new album at the end of the novel.

It is also because of their recommendation that the popularity of the live broadcast room is so high.

Xin Zixin thought about it and said seriously:

"Thank you Xiaoxiaosheng for your recommendation, and I am also very grateful to everyone for supporting me so much,"

"However, literary creation is Xiaoxiaosheng's own business, and I have no right to interfere. So there's really nothing I can do about what he can solve. ”

Hearing this, the fans of the book let out a wail.

But the strange thing is that the popularity of the live broadcast room is even higher.