Chapter 92

At 8:40, the number of viewers ushered in the first wave of small peak, which soared to 50000 from 7000 20 minutes ago. There were so many comment areas that they couldn't see it at all, and rushed directly to the ninth place on the popularity list.

At that time, Jiang Xiaodi had finished eating the rice in the small and medium electric rice cookers, and most of the dishes had gone. He saw his two small arms holding the large electric rice cookers.

At the moment of opening the cover, the white gas drill came out. The next second, he stared in surprise, his small mouth rounded into an "O" shape and gave a wow.

It turns out that this pot is corn bacon rice.

It smells good!

Happy~

At this time, he suddenly remembered Uncle Wu's saying that he had to look at the camera occasionally, so he looked up while holding chopsticks.

This is the first time since the broadcast, he didn't pay attention to the food. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes can clearly see the bottom, the water waves are rippling, and there is a little loss of being out of state.

Then the comment area exploded——

[ahh! Didi killed me!]

[help! What kind of beauty is this? I'm dead.]

[he looks so good at a young age. When he grows up, he looks handsome and swollen]

[shit! Shit! Who is this, sister's tears come out of her mouth]

[wait for him for 15 years at most, or he will be postmenopausal!]

[beautiful eyes, nice nose, want to kiss]

[group stealing children, anyone sign up]

[lie to me to have a son series]

[I gave up and was poisoned by you]

[yacht X10]

[sports car x15]

[red wine X60]

……

[yacht X5]

[sports car x2]

Qingyishui is either a face addict or a gift giver.

Jiang Xiaodi didn't pay too much attention. He took back his eyes and continued to eat.

The comment area began to "Erkang hand" again, calling didi to come back quickly and let them look more.

Wu Qian is preparing to remind Jiang Chenxing, but Jiang Fuyue stops him.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Qian: "they want to see Shen Xing's face..."

"Do they want to see it?"

"But..."

Jiang Fuyue: "no, but what you can't get is the best."

"..." is a master of routine.

While they were talking, Jiang Xiaodi's live studio had rushed to the fifth place on the popularity list and the third place on the gift list.

With the best recommendation, a cute little anchor and the unique style of "holding an electric rice cooker for just dinner", the number of viewers ushered in a big explosion, approaching 200000.

At that time, several plates on the table had bottomed out, and there was not much bacon rice left in the pot.

Wu Qian subconsciously wanted to extend the live broadcast time. He just opened his mouth and didn't speak. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Jiang Fuyue's expressionless side face and immediately withered.

By 9:15, Jiang Xiaodi was off the air. There were 280000 viewers, and both the popularity list and the gift list reached the top.

"Burp!" little brother Jiang raised his eyes and smiled sweetly at the camera, "thank you, break it ~"

Turn off the camera before Wu.

Two assistants start counting data, ten minutes later——

"Angkor! The number of viewers is 287000 and the reward income is 120000!"

Wu Qian is a fool.

Although I was prepared, I was surprised to hear the specific figures.

This achievement, not to mention that Yimi has never had, is commendable in the whole industry.

Jiang Xiaodi stood beside Jiang Fuyue, looking forward to Wu.

"Uncle, how am I doing?" shy, shy, blushing cheeks.

Wu Qian squatted down, took a deep breath, and held Jiang Xiaodi's arm with a broad palm. "Shen Xing, you listen to my uncle. You are great, very great! From now on, you are my little ancestor! If you need anything, just mention what you want to eat and want. Within the scope of feasibility, my uncle will try to meet it, okay?"

Jiang Xiaodi sipped his lips shyly, and Nai Nai answered, "OK ~"

When the first battle was won, Wu Qianyu became more and more interested. He wanted to stay at Jiang's House 24 hours a day and make food for Jiang Chenxing.

The chef of this hotel today and the chef of that restaurant tomorrow strictly listen to the advice of professional doctors on nutrition matching. After all, children are growing up and can't be careless at all.

The duration of live broadcasting is also strictly controlled. From 8:00 to 9:30 every day, it's out of date and love doesn't come.

Don't say that this "hunger marketing" is really effective. In just one and a half hours, it can not only save trouble, but also cultivate fans' habits, enhance fans' stickiness, and come into the live broadcasting room on time every day.

The key is not to delay children's rest at night. They can finish work early and kill more with one stone.

Wu Qian must admit that Jiang Fuyue is a powerful role!

And people can't touch the depth.

Therefore, on some key issues, he would ask her opinions before making a decision.

In this compartment, Jiang Xiaodi's "career" is in full swing. In that compartment, No. 1 middle school has also ushered in the final exam.

The examination room is divided according to the results of the last monthly examination. Jiang Fuyue is naturally arranged in seat 1 of the first examination room.

Then, people saw the power of "learning from God" again.

Thirty minutes after the Chinese test on the first day, she handed in her paper and left.

The rest of the students: "?!"

When the exam was over and everyone rushed into the canteen to eat, Jiang Fuyue was already lying in bed at home for a nap.

In the afternoon, the math test was more terrible. After finishing writing in a quarter of an hour, he lay on the table and began to sleep.

The invigilator went to the side and coughed several times to remind her. As a result, people turned a deaf ear and slept until the bell rang.

Jiang Fuyue is not arrogant, but he is too sleepy to hold on.

Besides, she just slept and didn't affect other candidates.

Who stipulates that you can't sleep during the exam?

Invigilator: "..." can't refute.

But after coming down, I still couldn't help but find Xu Jing and hope that he can be restrained as a head teacher: "... Although there is no rule that you can't sleep in the examination room, it always has a bad impact. We still need to emphasize this discipline..."

Xu Jing just listened and didn't answer. On the way, he leisurely picked up his tea cup and took a sip.

When the other party finished, he nodded in a serious manner: "OK, I'll talk about her later! But Miss Wang, I think there are sleepers in the 18th examination room, and many of them are students in your class. Do you want me to make a list, take it back, or talk to people one by one? This discipline can't be emphasized by me alone. We should treat all grades equally. I'll report it to Director Zhao later and let him pay attention to it Click and grab. "

Mr. Wang left with a disheartened face.

Meng Zhijian witnessed the whole process and couldn't help rolling his eyes: "when can you change your smelly problem of protecting the calf?"

"I'd love to! Do you think Lao Wang is full? After the students have finished, they lie down and have a rest. They haven't provoked anyone. As for being so high-profile?"

"Anyway, in your eyes, Jiang Fuyue is a treasure. No one can move!"

Xu Jing chuckled, "it's as if you don't take her as a treasure. OK, give it back to me. I've been in your material competition class recently..."

"Don't!" Meng Zhijian ate melons on himself and didn't calm down immediately. "What else? People are from our Wujing class, and you're jealous..."

speak of the devil.

As they spoke, Jiang Fuyue knocked at the door.

"Come in."

"Miss Xu, Miss Meng."

"I was just talking about you. Haven't you had a good rest recently?"

Jiang Fuyue had a meal and guessed that the invigilator teacher should have come, but it doesn't matter. She told the truth: "I slept late yesterday."

"Stay up late?"

"Yes."

"What are the difficulties in learning?"

"No, I'm looking at the IOI examination questions over the years."

Xu Jing frowned: "IOI? International informatics Olympic competition?"

"Yes, I'm here today to ask if I can recommend me in the name of the school?"

"You want to participate in the IOI?!" Xu Jing and Meng Zhijian said in unison.