All Stars Are My Food Fans

Jiang Qiuqiu had just started the live broadcast, and there was a non-stop communication from Mingmei.

As a young editor who is still "top new", Mingmei has never seen such a big scene.

Once the home page is hung, there are thousands of troops.

"Qiuqiu, your data growth rate is amazing!"

"Retention is particularly high, and the number of likes, replies, and consumers is unparalleled."

The joy in her voice could not be concealed, "If you can continue to maintain this growth rate, you will soon have a place on the homepage!"

This day came faster than Jiang Qiuqiu imagined, but for some reason, the joy that emerged from her heart was not that she could make more money, but that she would have more fans.

Her career territory, even in a different era, still shines brightly.

"I'll hold on."

"We all believe in you!" Mingmei and Xiao Qian are always Jiang Qiuqiu's irons. "By the way, Qiuqiu, the data is so impressive, do you want to add more live broadcasts?"

Intensive live broadcasts can gather popularity faster and consolidate fans.

"No." The benefits are in front of you, but not all benefits are available. "The live broadcast time just changed, and some dishes need some time to prepare recently, and the live broadcast time will be tight every day."

"Also, let me mention it from the operation side. You can keep it as it is. As I said, you have to give some time for Xingwang to buffer it, and you will be more topical."

After chatting about the live broadcast, Jiang Qiuqiu yawned lightly.

Xiao Qiuqiu was sleepy, and Mingmei remembered something and felt a little embarrassed, "That... Qiuqiu, did you scan the dish you made on the live broadcast today?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Can you privately send one to me? There are too many people today, and I didn't grab it." She's forty-two years old, and she's a little embarrassed to open such a mouth because of her appetite.

"Of course you can." Jiang Qiuqiu was about to operate it, and after a rustling sound over there, Mingmei said again, "Can you send two copies?"

"Why, did you never get the little money?"

"No, he got it, but he wants another bowl."

Jiang Qiuqiu: ...

"sent."

After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen and eating a few bowls of spicy blood and rice, Jiang Qiuqiu put the rest of the dishes into the incubator.

It has been almost half a month since the live broadcast, and there are more and more dishes in the incubator. It's so dazzling, it's almost impossible to put it down.

And some food has been left for a long time...

If you don't eat it, it will spoil.

Jiang Qiuqiu stared at the incubator for a while, thinking that there seems to be a stray animal shelter outside the Xingxing Leisure Community——

Why don't you donate some of this food?

Forget it, let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow, now she's sleepy.

The sky is big, the sleep is the biggest.

the other side.

Federal Live Division Editorial Office.

Today, only Mingmei and Xiaoqian are still working overtime.

At this moment, the lobby is empty, and two people are sitting in a small conference room chattering spicy pork blood.

It was the first time for them, oh no, it was the first time for Mingmei, and it was the second time that Xiao Qian always ate this.

The spicy taste makes people very high, the lips are numb, and I accidentally bite the red and bright pepper, and there is even a white light in front of my eyes.

For Xiao Qian, this is a very shocking taste.

He made a siha sound, couldn't help gasping for breath, and couldn't help but continue to eat.

"This food tastes amazing."

His tongue is a little uneasy, and he is still commenting, "But it's really delicious!"

"If we knew that there was such a menu, what would we be worried about, it's stable."

After speaking, he also took a sip of the soup intoxicated.

Bright:  …

She thought that the way she was eating was not good enough, but she didn't expect that Xiao Qian, the son of the rich, would eat even more.

But for some reason, under the warm yellow light, his 'rough' movements gave people a different feeling.

It seems that the little fairy fell to the earth.