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Chapter 3 There are ghosts!

The song "Floating to the North" is a blast.

Jiang Ye bowed in greeting.

The overwhelming applause broke out instantly!

"Eno!"

"Eno!"

"Eno!"

People were screaming in despair, and various waves of sound penetrated the night sky.

A few seconds passed before everyone gradually recovered from the surprise and excitement just now, and kept pressing the voting machines in their hands.

On the big screen on the left side of the main stage, the top 15 rankings are showing changes.

The camera follows the host's performance.

At this moment, Jiang Ye's total number of votes both inside and outside the venue has exceeded one million, surpassing Cheng Baoxun and impressively ranking first.

The other four members of the group also all moved from the rear of the crane to the waist position, and Yao Xiao even squeezed into the top thirty in the fierce battle.

At the same time, in the backstage of the three major video websites that cooperated in the live broadcast, the staff were collectively confused.

The sudden influx of traffic in a short period of time was so fierce that they were so shocked that they almost forgot about their basic skills.

Live streaming and short videos in this time and space are as popular as in previous lives, and traffic has always been a must for military strategists, which is the essence of all businesses.

Any popular short video may seem accidental, but in fact, it follows the platform’s recommendation mechanism and traffic distribution principle.

"What are you guys doing? You're still standing there!" Xue Tao, director of Penguin Video Operations Department, was yelling at several of his subordinates, "Cut out "Floating to the North" separately and push it to the homepage for me, immediately!"

Similar conversations are also taking place in the Moyin short video live broadcast group more than a thousand kilometers away.

Although the supervisor Xiang Taoran is small, he is full of momentum: "There are more topics about Beidiao. Don't forget to add Jiang Ye's tag!"

There are also millions of users watching the live broadcast on the small po site (Pilipa.com) at the same time, and the users here are even younger.

The group of uploaders who reacted the fastest, edited Jiang Ye’s clips at the speed of light, and several videos have even made it to the home page, continuously attracting more traffic to the live broadcast.

The live broadcast rooms of all major online platforms are full of bullet screens.

"The stamina is too great..."

"I didn't listen to rap very much before, but I really love this song."

"Benyangou thinks that this little brother has a very popular face and is extremely powerful, so I will give him a hard slap!"

"The whole song has ups and downs that amaze me. The skills and emotions are perfectly integrated. Excellent!"

"The lyrics make me cry, thinking of the persistence that I have long forgotten..."

"Jiang Ye has a bright future! Vote for the liver!"

In the VIP seats under the stage, Ding Shaokun looked thoughtfully at Jiang Ye's endless vote count.

"Haha, Mr. Ding really hid it well this time." Jing Xiangyun tilted his head and smiled sarcastically, "I didn't know, I thought the person you wanted to praise was Mr. Cheng."

Ding Shaokun raised his eyebrows and snorted almost inaudibly.

Jing Xiangyun's words hit him in the face, which were not very harmful but extremely insulting.

It’s okay to scold him for being a dog licker in a roundabout way. After all, after climbing to this position, he has already had the shame to feed the dog.

But he was mocking him in person for saying that Ding Shaokun was incompetent and could not control the overall situation?

This is how shallow you are, Xiaojing.

Looking at his watch, Ding Shaokun glanced at his deputy, Tian Hao.

Tian Hao has followed Ding Shaokun for many years, and he understood instantly and immediately ran to the backstage.

In the dressing room backstage, six members of Cheng Boxun's group were changing their clothes.

"Bah! What kind of bullshit! What a sensationalism!" Fan Yuhang, the second dog leg member, spat with a distorted expression. Jiang Ye was filled with bullets on the screen, and he was so angry that he threw his phone aside.

On the night when the prince climbed to the summit, Jiang Ye was inexplicably robbed of the limelight. Cheng Baixun had a gloomy face and a very unhappy mood.

What does this old guy Ding Shaokun do for food?

Cheng Baixun gritted his back teeth. Seeing that Jiang Ye's votes continued to rise, his anger was about to reach the critical point of explosion.

Specialized technical personnel are responsible for the data monitoring and statistics of online voting. Before the performance, Tian Hao made sufficient arrangements just in case.

An accident really happened. Tian Hao quickly came to the backstage live broadcast control room and whispered a few words to the technicians.

A few minutes later, Cheng Boxun's off-site votes on the big screen accelerated and jumped by almost 200,000 votes. He instantly surpassed Jiang Ye and returned to the first place.

Tian Hao took a breath of air, glared and cursed at the technician: "You are so fucking stupid, slow down! Add it up little by little."

The audience at the scene also stared at the screen in shock.

what happened……

Jiang Ye was still in a crushing situation just now, why was he suddenly overtaken?

An increase of 200,000 votes in five minutes? This is unreasonable!

In the backstage lounge, Yao Xiao jumped up when he saw this: "Damn it, why don't you give me some face? It's too blatant to swipe tickets!"

"It's normal. If you don't correct this, it would be called a ghost." Jiang Ye spread his hands, looking like he was not surprised.

Since there has been talk of off-site voting in previous lives, there has been no shortage of behind-the-scenes operations. From "Supergirl" to "Idol Producer", which talent show does not have some dirty things behind it?

This is the nature of capital, and you can’t do it if you don’t accept it.

He would not be as angry as Yao Xiao. He had been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years in his previous life and had already seen through the rules of the game in this industry.

It doesn’t mean that you will be successful if you are talented and have works. No matter how good you are, it will be difficult to avoid the control of capital.

After another group of performances, Cheng Boxun's votes have exceeded 1.5 million, which is more than 200,000 votes ahead of the second place Jiang Ye.

The audience at the scene was confused and picked up their mobile phones to check the situation online.

"What are you doing? Why do so many die-hard fans of Jindao appear all of a sudden?"

"G.nd is just a regular singing and dancing group. I don't think there is any aspect that stands out."

"That's right! When it comes to rap alone, Jiang Ye's level is inferior to him, right?"

"To be honest, after listening to Jiang Ye's quick talk, the rest of my life is like a piece of cake."

"Isn't the soul rapper good? Why invest in rich money? Isn't he blind?"

"I still want to vote after I voted, so Jiang Ye rushes boldly!"

The barrage flooded the screen like crazy, and everyone bet on a pack of spicy sticks and vowed to fight for art.

The power of the people's hearts and minds led to Jiang Ye's vote count rising to 1.66 million votes in ten minutes, more than 50,000 votes higher than Cheng Baixun's.

In the monitoring room, Tian Hao's temples bulged. He raised his hand and slapped the technician on the back of the head. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Why did you slow down when you should rush? Where's your brain!"

Under his death gaze, the technician was busy typing on the keyboard.

Not long after, Cheng Boxun took the lead again with 1.88 million votes against Jiang Ye's 1.81 million votes.

At this time, netizens' rebellious mood was completely aroused.

"If you leave the big score, keep voting! Let Jiang Ye take the lead!"

"Open a membership for Jiang Ye."

"Treasure Boy, pick? Please give Jiang Ye the respect he deserves!"

"Go, go, go! Make a way for my male god."

"If you don't vote, and I won't vote, when will Jiang Ye be able to make his mark?"

"With one vote from you and one from me, Jiang Ye will make his debut tonight!"

"If you work hard and I work hard, a miracle will happen in Jiang Ye!"

The fancy canvassing spread and fermented, attracting many passers-by to become fans. Even netizens who never participated in this kind of voting found it fun and conveniently contributed a lot of votes to Jiang Ye.

The four-hour performance came to an end, and before the final ranking was announced, there was a traditional chorus, and the artists who had been blessed by God came together to witness the birth of their new stars.

In the dressing room backstage, the staff reminded g.nd that there were still a few minutes to prepare for the stage.

Cheng Baixun sat far away and did not move. The others did not dare to express their anger and focused on the rankings.

Seeing that Jiang Ye's votes were increasing faster and faster, Han Zhuo, the number one loser, yelled out: "With those two moves, does he want to make a comeback? Just have a fucking dream!"

Cheng Baixun didn't answer, his eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and his expression was fierce, as if an enraged beast was about to eat someone in the next second.

At this time, there was a noise outside.

There is also a monitor in the room to see the scene. Jiang Ye's vote count reached 2.01 million, once again turning the tables and becoming the first. Cheng Baixun ranked second with 1.94 million votes.

The air solidified.

Fan Yuhang went to the tea area and took out a paper cup, took some water, and walked to Cheng Boxun: "Mr. Cheng, drink some water. There is still time. You can't win. Don't let this old bacon spoil your mood."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hand over the water. Before the cup could stop, Cheng Baixun raised his arm and slapped it away without even raising his eyelids.

Fan Yuhang was petrified on the spot. When he regained consciousness, he lowered his head and glanced at his white pants. Water splashed all along the awkward parts.

Cheng Baixun stood up so suddenly that his chair fell to the ground. He walked away without saying a word.

The five people were left looking at each other, not knowing how to react. After a few seconds, they could only keep up with each other.

The chorus is about to begin, and there are still ten minutes left before the voting deadline.

Ding Shaokun watched the changes in rankings and subconsciously moved his fingers until his joints cracked.

Deputy Tian Hao was monitoring the vote count in the background, and another message came on his phone, which was the latest instruction from Ding Shaokun.

Tian Hao immediately ordered the technicians around him to take action. Before leaving, he repeatedly emphasized: "Remember this for me, don't make it too obvious."

The medley of old songs at the end is a repertoire of "Road to Dreams".

Few people paid attention to the big screen. Cheng Boxun's votes kept rising by leaps and bounds without realizing it, and quickly exceeded 2 million votes.

On the other hand, Jiang Ye's votes seem to have exhausted their potential, with only the last three digits occasionally moving.

At the end of the song, the host announced that all voting channels were officially closed.

"Thank you to all the audiences at the scene and all the friends online who followed the live broadcast of tonight's performance!

The votes of all trainees have been reviewed by notaries.

The final ranking of this year’s [Dream Road] 15 future stars has now been produced!”

Bang - cool special effects flame.

The background of the main stage changed, and the official photos of the third to fifteenth trainees appeared one after another.

Then it was cut to a single shot of Jiang Ye and Cheng Boxun. The votes of the two people were scrolling on the screen at the same time. The BGM that heightened the atmosphere made people breathe quickly.

【2036927 vs 2121583】

Digital freeze!

The whole audience suddenly rang out the new song "Coronation" by [g.nd].

"Congratulations to Cheng Boxun, who ranked first with 2,121,583 votes in the end and became the Supernova of the Year in Tianyou [Road to Dreams]!"

The host's voice was almost drowned out by all the noise and restlessness on and off the stage.

"Dark curtain... shady curtain..."

The righteous support of some viewers was quickly washed away in the final carnival.

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