"Sister Wan, are you exhausted?"
On the Feitian live stage, as soon as Ye Wan stepped off the stage, Coke would jog over to greet him.
He first handed over the thermos cup and then gave him a back massage. Coke looked so distressed that he wished he had a clone to share Ye Wan's burden.
Although there are 9 top anchors hosting the interaction together, any discerning person can see that Ye Wan is the soul of it all.
When there was a problem in the interaction, Ye Wan responded with improvisation to resolve it.
Someone on the stage was stuck in an idea, and Ye Wan gestured to give him inspiration.
Even when the lucky fans made unreasonable demands that no one could solve, it was Ye Wan who resolved the crisis.
All in all, in short, Ye Wan is the soul of this 520 super long live broadcast.
"It's alright..."
Ye Wan smiled and shook his head. He took a coke and sat down while glancing at his phone. Then he sighed, "It will be over in more than an hour. I have to finish the live broadcast on time at midnight, and then go back to sleep."
As soon as she finished speaking, the operations guy sitting next to her asked jokingly, "Sister Wan, the lucky fan at 11 o'clock is about to be drawn, are you afraid?"
"Afraid?"
Ye Wan looked amused, "I said I'm afraid, can you ask the boss to cancel this part?"
The operations guy suddenly shut his mouth.
Even if he dared to apply, the boss wouldn't dare to approve it! Even if the boss dared to approve it, the more than 2 billion fans in the live broadcast room would probably not let them go.
The lucky draw begins at 8 a.m., and the last few minutes before the hour are when the number of people online at Feitian Live breaks records.
The cancellation at this critical juncture made fans furious. The barrage of insults against Feitian was enough to paralyze the server of Feitian’s live broadcast room. It is estimated that Feitian’s forum will be unbearable to watch for a long time to come.
Not to mention the series of consequences that may result.
"I just hope I can draw this last heart rate prize smoothly..."
The grand prize at midnight is a 30-day international tour promised by Feitian CEO, so there is only one last uncontrollable lottery at 11 o'clock.
The operations guy said to himself, "If Xiao Fei comes up with such a wild idea, I don't know if the boss's heart rate is in sync. I'm going to have a cerebral infarction!"
"Little Wu, please stop talking. I heard from the guys in the operations team that you are a notorious jinx. Good things don't work, but bad things do!"
Coke hurriedly stopped the operations guy.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
The operations guy pouted three times and put his hands together to pray to the big screen, "Please bless me, old monk, don't let me have a stroke!"
"10, 9, 8..."
3!
2!
1!
The whole audience shouted 1, and the live broadcast room was filled with barrages of comments.
As the time stopped at 23:00:00 on the high-definition screen, the screenshot of the barrage also froze.
Densely packed bullet comments were stacked on top of each other, and in the corner, an ID showed the full name.
"Congratulations to this fan with the ID 'Caramel Macchiato'..."
Xia Weiyang read out the ID name, and Feitian’s private message dialog box appeared on the big screen.
The operations guy started typing away on the keyboard.
[Flying Assistant: Caramel Macchiato, congratulations! What wish do you want everyone to help you realize? ]
The reply came back very quickly.
【Caramel Macchiato: Ahhhh, is it really me? Ahhhhh...@! @#￥#%】
A bunch of incorrect punctuation marks showed that the other party was extremely excited.
But after all the excitement, there was no movement from the other end.
[Flying Assistant: Baby, have you made up your mind? Everyone is eagerly waiting! ]
After waiting for a while, the screen showed that the other party was typing.
whoosh.
There was a slight sound, and the dialog box jumped, with a new message appearing.
After seeing the other party's wish, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone turned around and looked at Ye Wan at the same time.
(End of this chapter)