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Chapter four hundred and fifty first beyond yourself

Hao Meng was waiting for a few minutes and then released the music video she had just uploaded in the promotion area of ​​Bizhan's homepage. She clicked in without hesitation.

The web page jumps and refreshes. At the beginning, there were only more than 3,000 people watching online on the list of scattered barrage on the right side of the video.

If this data was presented to the new video submissions of other little UP owners, they would have been cheering excitedly, but Hao Meng was not fluctuating in her heart. She pressed the ‘F5’ button without hesitation and refreshed the page again.

The data has changed!

8476 people watch online, 5124 barrage!

Among them, the most common words in the barrage list are words such as "first", "sofa", "Liu Ming", "front contracting...", which are obviously messages from a group of fans who have hit the barrage first. However, those barrages that really commented on this work have not appeared due to time constraints. As for the comment section, there are also a bunch of messages from a barrage first.

Based on the principle of raising a barrage of food and waiting for fattening to watch it, Hao Meng returned to the homepage of Bizhan for the time being and started watching other videos to recommend it.

As soon as I arrived at the homepage of Bizhan, I recommended a newly released cover that attracted Hao Meng's attention.

To be precise, the two-dimensional virtual character on the cover caught her attention.

Pink heart-shaped headdress on the top of the head, long brown hair, pink and white sailor clothes, a pair of big eyes that look like mentally retarded... Isn't this Z**sauce, who is it?

However, Ai Jiang's face on the cover was slightly red, and crystal clear tears came out from the corners of her eyes. The subtle expression was a bit like the expression "book booked" at the end of the video.

A prominent title is even shown below the cover of the video.

【KizunaAI+1,000,000…】

"This is……"

Hao Meng looked at the title on the cover with some confusion, then stretched out his little finger and counted it.

"One hundred and ten million...one million!"

One million? What to add one million? Is it more IQ?

With the question in his heart, Hao Meng immediately clicked on the Ai Jiang video that was brought in.

After looking at the title, Hao Meng instantly understood what this million refers to.

It turned out that Ai Jiang was just like herself not long ago. The number of fans of her YouTube subscribers finally exceeded one million. In order to commemorate this milestone, she posted a video specially.

While Hao Meng was happy for Ai Jiang’s achievements, she also said in her heart—

It's over, there are one million more people in this world who have been reduced in wisdom...

Clicking on the video, Ai Jiang immediately appeared on the screen, and beside her was a set of online real-time YouTube fan statistics. Almost every second, the fan data increased or decreased.

At this time, Ai Jiang was so excited that she was like a monkey. She stared at the data that could reach one million fans with dozens of people, and she was a little unscrupulous in her excited speech.

"Look! Look! This is a counter that can see youtube real-time subscription, look! It's just a little bit! Ai Jiang's fan subscribers will reach 100W!"

"Excuse me... finally! Finally! At this moment... I care so much!"

As soon as the words finished, more than ten fans instantly dropped from the fan data displayed on Ai Jiang...

This made Ai Jiang, who had nothing to say, roll her eyes upwards.

I don’t know why, but there are only a few dozen people missing, but the number of subscribers on this data has been increasing and decreasing. I finally increased two fans and then decreased three more, and it has not exceeded one million for a long time...

"This will not keep increasing, but it will decrease..."

When Ai Jiang said this, she couldn't help but smile an embarrassing and polite smile on her face, and then she thought of something and said excitedly.

"At the same time, one million people are enough for a city! I can even become the Prime Minister of Neon!"

Speaking of this, Ai Jiang in the video waved her little hand excitedly.

Seeing Ai Jiang so excited in the video, Hao Meng suddenly felt a little speechless.

There are only one million people, are you so excited?

On Bee Station, are there many UP hosts with millions of fans? And now there are even UP hosts with more than three million fans...

When the subscription counter in the video reached 9999990 people, Ai Jiang was so excited that she could only scream like a monkey, and couldn't speak for a while.

However, the next second, another person suddenly canceled the subscription.

Now Hao Meng feels a little sorry for Ai Jiang, afraid that her mood is like riding a roller coaster at this time, with ups and downs...

In order to relieve the excitement in her heart, Ai Jiang sang a song on the spot. In the end, I don’t know how long and waiting it took. Everything on the picture, the set of statistics displayed beside Ai Jiang finally broke through the million mark in an instant, and the remaining momentum continued to rise, and finally stayed above the set of data of 100,0017 people.

Next, Ai Jiang undoubtedly made some comments after a bunch of excited screams, and then the video came to an end.

Seeing this, Hao Meng felt a little emotional.

It was a coincidence that I just achieved a million fans at Biz Station, and Aijiang achieved the same results in Youtube... Is this the legendary fate?

It's really amazing!

In a few days, it will be the weekend. When will I meet Ai Jiang at the comic exhibition, I must communicate with her...

Thinking of this in his mind, Hao Meng clicked on the homepage of the Bee Station, scrolled down the page, came to the interface of the music area, looked at the rankings next to the partition, and wanted to see if the works he had just submitted were on the list.

However, Hao Meng just took a look and was stunned.

It was not until now that Hao Meng realized that he had overlooked something from beginning to end.

Isn’t it the song “The Song of the Crazy” Isn’t it my “Mysterious Son” yesterday?

The task completion requirement issued by the system is that the work played by recorders must become the first in the music area, that is to say...

The little loli sitting in front of the computer couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Unexpectedly... the opponent I want to surpass now... was actually my past work...

...

Meanwhile, the Bezhan headquarters.

The office building is brightly lit. Although some employees at the headquarters of Bistation have already come home from get off work, some of the left-behind duty personnel have taken on the heavy responsibility of the current peak visits of Bistation.

Bu Shuai is one of the many people who stayed at the Bet Station for night. He said that he was just like his name, he looked average and was not handsome at all. He didn't catch up with his girlfriend in college. Even after graduation, he joined Bet Station out of his love for the two-dimensional world and a member of the FFF group, and became an employee.

Bu Shuai picked up the plastic instant noodles bowl with a small TV printed on it, pulled two instant noodles into his mouth with a fork, and glanced at the computer screen where he was working aimlessly. He seemed to have thought of something. He held the instant noodles bowl limited to the instant noodles bowl, got up, pulled the office chair, and put headphones on the next door of the desk. He was concentrating on watching something and asked a colleague who was watching something.

"Hey, I said Xiao Hu... Have you heard some rumors recently?"

"What kind of wind?"

The employee named "Xiao Hu" nodded slightly and asked casually, shaking his legs.

Bu Shuai lowered his head and poked the ham sausage in the instant noodles with a fork, and hesitated a little.

"That's... we will set up a venue at the Island City Comic Exhibition on weekends. I heard others say privately, "What do we have to invite a big shot at that time?... Guess who it will be?"
Chapter completed!
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