All Stars Are My Food Fans

Jiang Qiuqiu's operation team knew that the cross-regional post became popular the next afternoon.

Mingmei sent a message to Jiang Qiuqiu and talked with her.

The girl had just returned from Mo Idiom's home, and after a wave of mental training, she was at the limit of her energy, and her voice was a little lazy.

"Qiuqiu, have you read the newsletter I just sent you?"

"Sister Mingmei, wait a moment, I'll take a look." She cut out the call and glanced at the picture that Mingmei had posted before, and two question marks popped up in her mind: "What happened to these sailors?"

"They didn't go to other food circles this time. They went to some other circles. They attracted a large number of people to come and say that they wanted to explore the secrets under your camera. Some people in the forum over there have already made rude words."

"The post is very popular, I'm worried that a lot of people will be brought over in your live broadcast tomorrow-"

When there are too many people, there is no organization, no discipline, random questions, maybe not polite, Jiang Qiuqiu's live broadcast room has always been a warm way since it was launched.

"Although sticky fans won't care about this, but too many messy barrages are inserted, which will make the live broadcast room very messy."

A messy look and feel will affect subsequent popularity growth.

"Are those navy still propaganda?"

"Wanxing checked their movements, and they are still there."

Seeing that they were pulling people, the group of sailors became even more excited and moved.

"Xiaowan predicts how many passersby will come to the live broadcast room tomorrow?"

"Forty million." It was because there were too many people that Mingmei sent this newsletter.

The exhaustion made Jiang Qiuqiu propped up on the bed and sat up. She said, "These navy troops have gathered so many people to come here. They just want me to respond under pressure during the live broadcast."

"Yes, but you don't plan to show your face, it's best not to reply."

Because as long as you reply, no matter what kind of reply, it is easy to affect the emotions of the original fans.

"Now your circle and the live broadcast room are going very well." Mingmei was worried for a moment after seeing the direction of the navy's attack at first.

Later, when I saw the direction of Qingqi in the live broadcast room and the circle, I slowly felt relieved.

"So we have a proposal to block the live broadcast barrage, it's better to block the barrage directly at that time-"

There is a platform for singing operas, and these actors have room to play, just turn off the platform!

"For a few days, the curiosity of that group of people dissipated by itself."

"Not necessarily." Jiang Qiuqiu held a different opinion on this. "If the live broadcast is blocked all the time, there may be more voices in other places, and there are no cards in the circle. When these people enter, they will still be smoky."

It's also, "Then..."

"It's better to block, we can use other methods." Jiang Qiuqiu thought of something, and his tone rose slightly, "Sister Mingmei, you said that when I live broadcast every day, there are many people in the live broadcast room?"

"Of course." Mingmei replied without hesitation.

"How many active people are there?"

"A lot." He has the most active fans among all the food anchors Mingmei has ever met.

"But even so, every time I live broadcast, my live broadcast room is very quiet for a period of time, and almost no one speaks." Jiang Qiuqiu sat on the bed, his legs swayed gently, and there was a slight sly tone in his tone.

Mingmei didn't understand what it meant at first, but she quickly realized it! When no one speaks in Jiang Qiuqiu's live broadcast room, isn't it the time to grab a trial quota?

"So you want to?"

This was supposed to be the last update for today! ! ! ! !

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