"Don't grab them, they're all mine!!"
"Fuck! Who stepped on my shoes?!"
"Hahahaha, I got 7!!"
At this time, the surging barrage of comments refreshed every second. As soon as I said a sentence, I couldn’t see my own speech on the public screen at all.
Song Jiang smiled slightly, "You are welcome to come! This year, Tengsheng wishes everyone a happy new year! May it rain!!"
[Should I set the red envelope amount to 100 and the quantity to 100,000? ]
【yes】
【send】
A huge red envelope rain special effect appears on the mobile phone screen, with red envelopes falling rapidly.
Some confused netizens watched as others clicked tentatively.
A moment.
【Congratulations on getting a red envelope of 100 yuan! 】
"grass!"
Everyone's fingers left afterimages, and everyone at the table in the hotel lowered their heads, grimacing, "This is a fucking broken network!!"
Even though 100,000 copies were distributed!
But there are tens of millions of live broadcast rooms, just 5 seconds!
The rain stopped!
The audience remained indifferent throughout, thinking it was a special effect, watching the excited comments.
"Thank you, Mr. Song!"
“The red envelopes are so delicious!!”
“No one has ever given me a red envelope, from now on I will buy Tengsheng products!!”
"Besides Mr. Song, who will wish us a happy new year?"
"Huh? What are you guys calling a red envelope?"
"Are you stupid? Didn't you see the red envelopes just given out?"
"ah??"
The audience who just reacted at this time felt like the sky was falling and quickly typed the next sentence.
“One more time!!”
“One more time!!”
"Come Again"
With countless copied and pasted words, the messy barrage is now particularly unified!
Song Jiang laughed, "You want more?"
"right!"
"Mr. Song, I have been your fan for 18 years!!"
"Mr. Song, I am your future employee!!"
"I'm your dog!"
"Then..." Song Jiang stretched out his tone, and in the midst of countless people holding their breath, he smiled maliciously, "I won't listen to you."
"***!"
"Don't force me, I'll kneel down and beg you!"
"Isn't it just a red envelope? Look at how shameless you are! Mr. Song, I just grabbed 300 yuan! I wish you good fortune, longevity, happiness every day, and a fortune!"
"I wish Mr. Song to earn 100 million a year!"
“Is that a blessing upstairs?”
Those who got the red envelopes sent out blessings, those who didn’t get any cried and screamed, and those who thought it was a special effect were even more regretful.
Song Jiang touched his chin thoughtfully, and suddenly stretched out a finger.
"If you all want it so badly, let's play a little game. There are still 7 days left before Tengsheng stops working, and the Spring Festival holiday will start in 7 days."
“It’s 10:27.”
The barrage slowed down and everyone listened attentively.
"From now on, all sales during the Spring Festival will be calculated until New Year's Eve! Tengsheng will take out 1% of its profits and give everyone a big red envelope on New Year's Eve!"
"!!!"
In an instant, all the senior people on the stage looked at Song Jiang.
"Boss! This is such a loss!!"
"Yeah! Leave these netizens alone!!"
“Why give them so much money?!”
Netizens who originally suspected that Song Jiang was promoting something were instantly excited!
"Okay, okay! Song Jiang, you keep your word! I was planning to buy a robot vacuum cleaner, but now I'll buy yours!!"
"Everyone has heard it, buy Tengsheng during the Spring Festival!"
"If you buy, I'll buy too. There are big red envelopes!!"
With just one sentence, the customer service of Tengsheng official website scratched their heads, looking at the crazy rising sales volume. Then windows popped up one after another, replying in a panic.
"Yes, dear! Ours is of very good quality and waterproof!!"
"New Year's Eve red envelope? That's right, if Mr. Song asks, there will definitely be one!!"
There were crackling sounds, accompanied by the smiling bows of the male and female hosts, and all the performers stood in neat rows on the stage.
"Let us congratulate Tencent on the official end of the Spring Festival Gala!! This year may have been brilliant, exciting, dull, or lonely, but please let us remember! Next year!! Will shine brightly!!"
“Pah pah pah pah——”
Everyone laughed and applauded. "I declare this Tencent Annual Meeting official." Before he finished speaking, the curtain backstage was suddenly lifted, and two men and women in pajamas and makeup rushed up!
"You two clothes thieves?!"
Everyone was stunned. They only saw the two hosts trembling all over. The male host took off his skirt smoothly and quickly jumped off the stage.
"Ouch, I almost got away with it!!"
“Run!!”
Following the host running all the way, the camera turned back to the stage. A man and a woman who had already put on their costumes smiled and said in a pure broadcasting voice, "I declare this Tencent Annual Meeting officially over!"
The live broadcast was interrupted.
Many netizens were confused and then exploded.
"What's going on? The host is fake?"
"I was just saying how can a man wear a skirt? He is wearing it wrong!"
Next second.
Live studio highlights, 23 items and the names of the performers.
[Sketch: True and False Host Performers: Meng Chaofan and Sun Xiaoli]
At this time, the planner took off his glasses while sitting in the taxi with a look of emotion on his face.
“This is called a skit.”
"It's just too late," he couldn't help but sigh. If he had known this a few days earlier, he would have moved it directly to the Spring Festival Gala. Now that the broadcast volume is so high, it would be bad to plagiarize or recommend it.
"arrive."
The taxi stopped steadily in front of Tengsheng's door. The planner got out of the car and subconsciously tidied up his appearance. The security guard in the guard hall looked at him vigilantly.
"Hello, I'm Liu An, the planner of the Spring Festival Gala."
He showed his ID, and the security guard was stunned for a moment and said, "I'll contact the higher-ups!"
Three minutes later, the front desk called Song Jiang.
At this time, backstage, Shen Xingyu was amazed, "Boss! How did you come up with this marketing plan!" Then he looked at the others, "You all knew about it, why didn't you tell me!"
“We don’t know!”
"I just found out about this too," Song Jiang said righteously. The cell phone in his pocket rang, and he quickly picked it up.
"Boss Song! Someone who claims to be the planner of the Spring Festival Gala is here!!"
"What?"
Song Jiang took a deep breath and said, "Please arrange for the people to go to the office first. I will come right over."
"But Mr. Song, he has already come to find you."
"?"
“Crack.”
The backstage door was opened, and Liu An, with a smile on his face, quickly stepped forward and accurately shook Song Jiang's hand, "Hello, Mr. Song, your performance just now was wonderful!"
"Uh thanks for liking it!"
Liu An looked at him lovingly.
She has temperament and ideas, and most importantly, her image is positive.
"Mr. Song, I came here this time to borrow a few people. You know that the audience has not been interested in the Spring Festival Gala in recent years. This year, we are brainstorming to make everyone feel comfortable and enjoy watching it."
Song Jiang nodded repeatedly, "You can borrow from anyone you want!"
Liu An looked at him lovingly.
“…”
“…”
The two looked at each other, Song Jiang was unsure: "Me?"
Liu An nodded, then looked at the girl next to him: "I just heard you say that you have always been at the forefront of intangible cultural heritage protection. This Spring Festival Gala focuses on promoting Chinese culture. I hope you can show better skills on a bigger stage."
Li Lingyan's eyes widened and she reacted quickly, bowing solemnly.
"Thank you for giving Yanshi a chance! We will definitely strive for excellence and promote the best Chinese style in front of billion people!!"
"good!"
Liu An couldn't help but nod. This little girl can talk!
"The preparations for the Spring Festival Gala are quite intense, Mr. Song, and these masters! I hope you can prepare as soon as possible!"
"No, what should I prepare?"
Song Jiang pointed at himself and said in disbelief, "You won't let me go up and dance, will you?"
"Don't worry," Liu An patted his shoulder, "It's very simple."
Very simple?
Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and watched Liu An looking thoughtfully at the drone by the wall, thinking that the other party wanted a red envelope.
"Xiao Yi, bring me a red envelope!"
The red dot of the drone flashed, and soon a red envelope that fell on the ground was picked up and handed to Liu An, who was a little surprised.
“So smart?”
"Yes, and we can even set off fireworks!"
"...Mr. Song! I'll borrow this too!"
"?"
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"Fuck! Who stepped on my shoes?!"
"Hahahaha, I got 7!!"
At this time, the surging barrage of comments refreshed every second. As soon as I said a sentence, I couldn’t see my own speech on the public screen at all.
Song Jiang smiled slightly, "You are welcome to come! This year, Tengsheng wishes everyone a happy new year! May it rain!!"
[Should I set the red envelope amount to 100 and the quantity to 100,000? ]
【yes】
【send】
A huge red envelope rain special effect appears on the mobile phone screen, with red envelopes falling rapidly.
Some confused netizens watched as others clicked tentatively.
A moment.
【Congratulations on getting a red envelope of 100 yuan! 】
"grass!"
Everyone's fingers left afterimages, and everyone at the table in the hotel lowered their heads, grimacing, "This is a fucking broken network!!"
Even though 100,000 copies were distributed!
But there are tens of millions of live broadcast rooms, just 5 seconds!
The rain stopped!
The audience remained indifferent throughout, thinking it was a special effect, watching the excited comments.
"Thank you, Mr. Song!"
“The red envelopes are so delicious!!”
“No one has ever given me a red envelope, from now on I will buy Tengsheng products!!”
"Besides Mr. Song, who will wish us a happy new year?"
"Huh? What are you guys calling a red envelope?"
"Are you stupid? Didn't you see the red envelopes just given out?"
"ah??"
The audience who just reacted at this time felt like the sky was falling and quickly typed the next sentence.
“One more time!!”
“One more time!!”
"Come Again"
With countless copied and pasted words, the messy barrage is now particularly unified!
Song Jiang laughed, "You want more?"
"right!"
"Mr. Song, I have been your fan for 18 years!!"
"Mr. Song, I am your future employee!!"
"I'm your dog!"
"Then..." Song Jiang stretched out his tone, and in the midst of countless people holding their breath, he smiled maliciously, "I won't listen to you."
"***!"
"Don't force me, I'll kneel down and beg you!"
"Isn't it just a red envelope? Look at how shameless you are! Mr. Song, I just grabbed 300 yuan! I wish you good fortune, longevity, happiness every day, and a fortune!"
"I wish Mr. Song to earn 100 million a year!"
“Is that a blessing upstairs?”
Those who got the red envelopes sent out blessings, those who didn’t get any cried and screamed, and those who thought it was a special effect were even more regretful.
Song Jiang touched his chin thoughtfully, and suddenly stretched out a finger.
"If you all want it so badly, let's play a little game. There are still 7 days left before Tengsheng stops working, and the Spring Festival holiday will start in 7 days."
“It’s 10:27.”
The barrage slowed down and everyone listened attentively.
"From now on, all sales during the Spring Festival will be calculated until New Year's Eve! Tengsheng will take out 1% of its profits and give everyone a big red envelope on New Year's Eve!"
"!!!"
In an instant, all the senior people on the stage looked at Song Jiang.
"Boss! This is such a loss!!"
"Yeah! Leave these netizens alone!!"
“Why give them so much money?!”
Netizens who originally suspected that Song Jiang was promoting something were instantly excited!
"Okay, okay! Song Jiang, you keep your word! I was planning to buy a robot vacuum cleaner, but now I'll buy yours!!"
"Everyone has heard it, buy Tengsheng during the Spring Festival!"
"If you buy, I'll buy too. There are big red envelopes!!"
With just one sentence, the customer service of Tengsheng official website scratched their heads, looking at the crazy rising sales volume. Then windows popped up one after another, replying in a panic.
"Yes, dear! Ours is of very good quality and waterproof!!"
"New Year's Eve red envelope? That's right, if Mr. Song asks, there will definitely be one!!"
There were crackling sounds, accompanied by the smiling bows of the male and female hosts, and all the performers stood in neat rows on the stage.
"Let us congratulate Tencent on the official end of the Spring Festival Gala!! This year may have been brilliant, exciting, dull, or lonely, but please let us remember! Next year!! Will shine brightly!!"
“Pah pah pah pah——”
Everyone laughed and applauded. "I declare this Tencent Annual Meeting official." Before he finished speaking, the curtain backstage was suddenly lifted, and two men and women in pajamas and makeup rushed up!
"You two clothes thieves?!"
Everyone was stunned. They only saw the two hosts trembling all over. The male host took off his skirt smoothly and quickly jumped off the stage.
"Ouch, I almost got away with it!!"
“Run!!”
Following the host running all the way, the camera turned back to the stage. A man and a woman who had already put on their costumes smiled and said in a pure broadcasting voice, "I declare this Tencent Annual Meeting officially over!"
The live broadcast was interrupted.
Many netizens were confused and then exploded.
"What's going on? The host is fake?"
"I was just saying how can a man wear a skirt? He is wearing it wrong!"
Next second.
Live studio highlights, 23 items and the names of the performers.
[Sketch: True and False Host Performers: Meng Chaofan and Sun Xiaoli]
At this time, the planner took off his glasses while sitting in the taxi with a look of emotion on his face.
“This is called a skit.”
"It's just too late," he couldn't help but sigh. If he had known this a few days earlier, he would have moved it directly to the Spring Festival Gala. Now that the broadcast volume is so high, it would be bad to plagiarize or recommend it.
"arrive."
The taxi stopped steadily in front of Tengsheng's door. The planner got out of the car and subconsciously tidied up his appearance. The security guard in the guard hall looked at him vigilantly.
"Hello, I'm Liu An, the planner of the Spring Festival Gala."
He showed his ID, and the security guard was stunned for a moment and said, "I'll contact the higher-ups!"
Three minutes later, the front desk called Song Jiang.
At this time, backstage, Shen Xingyu was amazed, "Boss! How did you come up with this marketing plan!" Then he looked at the others, "You all knew about it, why didn't you tell me!"
“We don’t know!”
"I just found out about this too," Song Jiang said righteously. The cell phone in his pocket rang, and he quickly picked it up.
"Boss Song! Someone who claims to be the planner of the Spring Festival Gala is here!!"
"What?"
Song Jiang took a deep breath and said, "Please arrange for the people to go to the office first. I will come right over."
"But Mr. Song, he has already come to find you."
"?"
“Crack.”
The backstage door was opened, and Liu An, with a smile on his face, quickly stepped forward and accurately shook Song Jiang's hand, "Hello, Mr. Song, your performance just now was wonderful!"
"Uh thanks for liking it!"
Liu An looked at him lovingly.
She has temperament and ideas, and most importantly, her image is positive.
"Mr. Song, I came here this time to borrow a few people. You know that the audience has not been interested in the Spring Festival Gala in recent years. This year, we are brainstorming to make everyone feel comfortable and enjoy watching it."
Song Jiang nodded repeatedly, "You can borrow from anyone you want!"
Liu An looked at him lovingly.
“…”
“…”
The two looked at each other, Song Jiang was unsure: "Me?"
Liu An nodded, then looked at the girl next to him: "I just heard you say that you have always been at the forefront of intangible cultural heritage protection. This Spring Festival Gala focuses on promoting Chinese culture. I hope you can show better skills on a bigger stage."
Li Lingyan's eyes widened and she reacted quickly, bowing solemnly.
"Thank you for giving Yanshi a chance! We will definitely strive for excellence and promote the best Chinese style in front of billion people!!"
"good!"
Liu An couldn't help but nod. This little girl can talk!
"The preparations for the Spring Festival Gala are quite intense, Mr. Song, and these masters! I hope you can prepare as soon as possible!"
"No, what should I prepare?"
Song Jiang pointed at himself and said in disbelief, "You won't let me go up and dance, will you?"
"Don't worry," Liu An patted his shoulder, "It's very simple."
Very simple?
Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and watched Liu An looking thoughtfully at the drone by the wall, thinking that the other party wanted a red envelope.
"Xiao Yi, bring me a red envelope!"
The red dot of the drone flashed, and soon a red envelope that fell on the ground was picked up and handed to Liu An, who was a little surprised.
“So smart?”
"Yes, and we can even set off fireworks!"
"...Mr. Song! I'll borrow this too!"
"?"
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