Chapter 70: Heaven falls to justice, and the number of votes is reversed.

Chapter 70, Heaven Drops Justice, Reversing the Number of Votes
Zhou Linna smiled coldly and put away her mobile phone. As for the number of votes that they pulled, Xiner’s cousin could only increase the number of times by sending a microblog.
The barrage of the live broadcast room was quickly occupied by fans of Li Xiner.
Knowing that Zheng Yuan is a relative of Li Xiner, she smeared the black swan of Gu Weiwei.
[Black swan is ugly! ]
[Jumping so bad! ]
[Black swan is ugly, throwing white swan]
[Amateur is better than others, looking for abuse]
......
On the stage, Gu Weiwei slightly rotated, kicked, and jumped, all of which were nearly perfect.
However, the live broadcast room is full of rhythm that supports the white swan Zheng Yuan.
Zheng Yuan stood by and looked at Gu Weiwei's face but it became more and more ugly.
The layman can't see it, but she knows that Gu Weiwei's every movement is not inferior to her professional dancer.
She underestimated her strength.
Ji Cheng looked at Gu Weiwei on the stage of Ming Ming, but all of them supported Zheng Yuan on the screen, and Zheng Yuan’s votes also soared.
Although a few rational passers-by praised the black swan for a better jump, they were all drowned in the snoring of Li Xin's fans.
"Thousands, how many people can your cousin pull to us?"
Luo Qianqian has a cousin who is the game anchor, and his popularity is not bad. The number of votes he just made was pulled by him.
"I'm afraid there is not much." Luo Qianqi bit his teeth and whispered, "I am going to call my dad and take a look at his Weibo."
"Well, you are going." Ji Cheng nodded.
Thousands of dads are small and famous songwriters, and several singers have sang the songs he wrote.
With his dad's Weibo, please send a microblogging, and you should be able to pull a lot of people.
Zhou Linna and Zhu Xiaoqin looked at Zheng Yuan’s votes, which was several times that of Gu Weiwei, and laughed smugly.
"I still don't give up, when you get the number of votes, how can you catch up?"
"Playing these means, if you don't rely on canvassing, relying on strength, it is not necessarily who wins and loses." Ji Cheng said with a bite.
It’s no worse than Zheng Yuan’s slight jump. If it’s not Zheng Yuan’s name in the ballet group for a few years, it’s not necessarily the highest number of votes.
Now they have found a small flower in the entertainment circle, Li Xiner, who has voted for it. It is really difficult for them to catch up.
As he said, a boy with glasses entered the background and saw the sentence politely asked.
"Excuse me, who is Mu Wei's classmate?"
Ji Cheng looked up and said, "Slightly on the stage, since you are coming to her, take your mobile phone and vote for her."
She finished, guiding the glasses man to vote for Gu Weiwei, and now one more vote is one vote.
Zhu Xiaoqin looked at her and even missed a ticket, ridiculed.
"The ticket is like this. Do you want to vote for her on my mobile phone?"
The glasses man was thrown by the minutes and made a phone call in the background.
"Three little, people are still in school, but it seems to be playing live with people, still voting."
"What are you waiting for, send me to the live room!" The person on the other side of the phone hurriedly yelled.
The glasses man rushed to hang up and also shared the past.
Luo Qianqian finished the phone call and the glasses man passed by and returned to the background. "My dad is in a meeting, I have to wait for half an hour to call me back."
"There are still ten minutes to finish."
Zhou Linna smiled smugly and said sideways.
"Xiao Qin, think about it, and start to arrange for work for our temporary assistants tomorrow."
Zhou Linna and Zhu Xiaoqin were eager to celebrate, and the students in the dance class suddenly shouted excitedly.
"Up!"
"It's up! The number of black swan votes has skyrocketed!"
(End of this chapter)