Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 49: Team Building for Half of the Internet

The barrage pool was silent for 0.3 seconds, and suddenly exploded into a supernova.

Golden question marks and exclamation points intertwined into a galactic vortex. A certain netizen's "Fuck! I had an orgasm in my head!" was copied and pasted at a speed of 300 times per second, dyeing the screen a crazy golden color.

The glass curtain wall suddenly made a resonant humming sound, whether it was a sound card overload or a physical miracle caused by the collective heartbeat.

Meng Ziyi's nails dug deep into the soft flesh of his palms, and the pain turned into dopamine and exploded into fireworks.

She saw that Jiang Qing's eyelashes were coated with gold in the twilight, and each eyelash was like a bronze scale on an ancient astronomical instrument, accurately measuring the frequency of her uncontrolled pulse.

The few remaining petals of Zhou Ye's jasmine bracelet fell to the ground, and his pupils collapsed into a strange point as the jasmine petals fell.

As the last petal brushed against the mixing console knob, she seemed to hear a crackling sound in her mind.

"Is this a variety show or TED?"

Guo Qilin's exclamation was picked up by the microphone, and instantly tens of thousands of "Hahahaha" barrage shields were generated in the barrage.

Li Xueqin suddenly held up a handwritten sign that read "No dimensionality reduction attacks allowed", but the camera captured her fingertips, which were wrapped around the earphone cord, trembling slightly.

"Mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast!"

"Who would understand? The glass behind him was glowing when he spoke!"

"I've taken a screenshot and set it as my postgraduate entrance exam wallpaper!"

"The romance of genius is killing me!"

"But I'm uneducated! All I can say is wow, that's awesome!"

……

Amidst the golden barrage storm, Wang Sulong suddenly pushed the camera out the window.

Dusk had permeated the entire sky without anyone noticing. Fiery clouds rolled behind Jiang Qing, forming ribbons resembling the flying fairies of Dunhuang. His index finger, which was tapping the rim of the cup, was still suspended in mid-air, and the second hand of his watch was stuck at the moment of 16:47:23.

Later, this picture was captured millions of times and became one of the most popular pictures of 2021!

"so……"

Lamu Yangzi suddenly took off his sunglasses and fanned his red face with the script.

"Shouldn't we change the name of this program to 'Approaching Science: The River God's Arrival'?"

Amidst the laughter in the room, Jiang Qing lowered his eyes and chuckled.

A drop of condensed water slid down the wall of the celadon cup, reflecting the simultaneous heartbeats of a million people on the mixing console.

The live broadcast room suddenly exploded with golden rain.

Twelve surveillance screens were simultaneously engulfed by the gilded special effects, shocking Li Xueqin and the others so much that they widened their eyes and exclaimed "Oh my god!"

"User Lei Jun will receive 10 Carnivals"

"User Zhang Yiming gave Dream Castle x 30"

"User Ding Lei will be given 30 interstellar battleships"

"User Zhou Hongyi donated 30 Hearts of the Universe"

……

"This is Mr. Jiang's first live broadcast, so I have to express my gratitude. Besides, this is also my first time giving a carnival to someone."

"Eh? By the way, are you part of the reward program team?"

Lei Jun's barrage popped up with the classic Are you ok emoticon.

"If you don't want a share, go ask Brother Xiao Ma for it. He's thinking about you anyway."

"If you don't come to my place soon, I'll lose my new Shifeng Longjing tea."

Li Xueqin's script slammed onto the mixing console, and the clapper in Guo Qilin's hand flew out.

Meng Ziyi's hand trembled as she handed the cake to Jiang Qing, and the white cream fell on his lapel, scaring her so much that she quickly covered her mouth.

The live broadcast barrage fell into frenzy.

“Half of the Internet is here!”

"God Jiang's appearance is amazing!"

"The dimensional wall is broken! Holy crap!"

"Did I eat too many mushrooms?!"

……

In the blink of an eye, the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded two million and is still growing rapidly.

Zhou Ye stared blankly at Jiang Qing wiping his clothes slowly with a tissue, then glanced at the barrage of comments, and his emotions, which had been calmed down, became chaotic again.

She felt uneasy when she saw those familiar names.

"Mr. Jiang left in a hurry for the Shanghai night banquet last month, and he didn't have time to write the inscription for my new park as he promised."

Zhang Yiming's barrage is wrapped in Douyin special effects and is extremely conspicuous.

"So, Mr. Jiang turned around and became a chef in Taohuawu?"

"I saw the preview. Your knife skills are pretty good. Mr. Jiang, show us some of yours next time."

Zhang Yiming's comments were full of sarcasm.

"Mr. Zhang is not kind!"

Lei Jun’s special effects barrage suddenly dominated the screen.

"We agreed to let me arrest the first one today!"

As the camera shook violently, everyone saw Jiang Qing supporting his chin and laughing softly.

"Please keep the Longjing tea for me, Mr. Lei. The hot dry noodles and Bordeaux tea are a better combination for you."

He twirled the celadon cup between his fingertips and joked knowingly.

All the guests at the scene pricked up their ears, and there was a riot on the barrage.

They seem to have heard something interesting!
The glass curtain wall reflected the boiling barrage of comments. Jiang Qing smiled leisurely and tapped the rim of the celadon cup with his fingers.

Amidst the crisp sound, Lei Jun's special effects barrage suddenly popped up on the live broadcast screen.

"Jiang Qing, you are so dishonest. Tell me about this!"

Lei Jun's signature accent was filled with the noise of electricity. He stopped calling Jiang Qing "Mr. Jiang" and addressed her by her name.

"Last time at the Chuhe Hanjie Teahouse, you said you'd give our voice assistant team some special training whenever you had time. I should have just deducted your salary for that incident at the beginning of the month!"

The barrage suddenly exploded with golden fireworks effects, and the classic emoticon "Are you ok" instantly filled the screen.

Meng Ziyi and Zhou Ye turned to look at each other, and both understood the surprise in each other's eyes.

It turns out that the friend Jiang Qing mentioned last time who was good at English was actually Lei Jun...

"Puchi" The moment they confirmed it, they covered their mouths almost at the same time and almost laughed out loud.

Jiang Qing is so bad!
Zhang Yiming’s exclusive Douyin barrage immediately surfaced.

"Mr. Lei, don't rush into catching up. We agreed that I should first ask about the upgrade of the short video quality."

In front of the program team's monitoring screen, Ikehara took two big gulps of iced American coffee.

The camera swept across the guest seats. Li Xueqin's knuckles turned white as she clutched a handwritten sign that read "No Involution". Guo Qilin was beating out a messy rhythm on his knees with a folding fan.

"Are you guys trying to turn a lifestyle variety show into an internet summit?"

Jiang Qing smiled and turned her watch. The Patek Philippe starry sky dial shone with golden light in the sunset.

"Mr. Zhang gave me the beta version of the TikTok algorithm model last month..."

He deliberately dragged out the last word, watching as Zhang Yiming's bullet screen suddenly began to flash wildly.

"Mr. Jiang, please don't say anything!"

Zhang Yiming's comments were filled with a rare panic.

"I'll give you thirty Carnivals as hush money!"

The mixing console suddenly emitted a wave of sound, and Zhou Ye's hands on his knees suddenly tightened.

She looked at Jiang Qing's leisurely appearance and suddenly felt a little hesitant.

“Speaking of algorithmic models…”

Ding Lei's interstellar battleship special effects broke through the bullet screen wall.

"Mr. Jiang gave me some suggestions for the online game matching system two years ago. Now the daily active users have increased by 230%. How about Mr. Jiang become our honorary consultant? Will his salary be based on the increase in NetEase's stock price?"

Meng Ziyi's ears burned red as she recalled her previous wild idea of ​​supporting Jiang Qing.

"Boss Ding, are you planning to make me the stock price manipulator for NetEase?"

Jiang Qing smiled and shook his head, then he suddenly thought of another thing.

"But speaking of games... Mr. Lei's new e-sports phone needs an upgraded cooling system."

Lei Jun’s special effects barrage popped up instantly.

“How do you know we’re releasing new products next week?”

The barrage pool was instantly flooded with “Fuck” and “???”, and the barrage shields exploded into pieces.

Jiang Qing smiled. He suddenly remembered that Shisan had mentioned it after his last meeting with Lei Jun. He retrieved the information about the new phone from the Xiaomi database.

I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence that it will be released next week.

But he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only keep smiling.

Zhang Yiming's comments suddenly turned into bold, gold-rimmed fonts, and the screen was filled with ten carnivals.

"Since we're talking about servers, when will Mr. Jiang come and see our new data center?"

"Our chef is an expert at Suzhou cuisine."

Followed by three crayfish emojis at the end.

"Speaking of eating..."

Ding Lei's interstellar battleship once again broke through the special effects barrier.

"I have some newly arrived bluefin tuna here. Mr. Jiang, could you please give me some favor?"

Lei Jun's carnival suddenly filled the screen.

"I agreed to arrange the lotus root soup banquet at the East Lake Hotel. Why do we have to queue up for dinner?"

Jiang Qing suddenly raised the celadon teacup, and the barrage of comments suddenly became much quieter.

The twilight cut in obliquely from the glass curtain wall, drawing a line between light and dark on his tall nose bridge.

"Next Wednesday, No. 27 Yanggongdi."

As he lowered his head to sip his tea, a smile spread to the bottom of the cup.

"But you'll have to trouble everyone to bring your own chefs. After all, this has already been said, right?"

Cheers suddenly erupted in the monitoring room, and the data screen showed that the number of real-time online users in the live broadcast room topped the list of all platforms, exceeding three million.

Li Xueqin's handwritten sign with the words "Reject Involution" fell to the ground, and Guo Qilin's folding fan bone cracked on his knee.

The camera swept across the guest seats. Zhou Ye's twin ponytails were pulled straight by her, and the cake in Meng Ziyi's hand was unconsciously poked into a heart shape by her.

"This is a team-building event for half of the internet!"

"When Jiang Shen said the address, he was so awesome!"

"Sister Meng's cake betrayed her!"

"Yezi's ears are red! Director, cut to a close-up!"

"I think our pond owner, this boss, is really low-key today. He's been smiling sweetly the whole time, hahahaha..."

"What's wrong with Lai Guanlin? His expression doesn't look right."

"What's Li Xueqin doing? She's been writing and drawing in her notebook. Is she collecting material for a joke on the spot?"

……

When Ding Lei's "See you later" barrage swam across the screen with a whale special effect, all the guests at the scene breathed a sigh of relief and their shoulders slumped.

"Wow! This is even more nervous than my first time performing crosstalk on stage!"

Guo Qilin smacked his lips and sighed.

"To be honest, I pinched myself several times just now and thought I was dreaming."

Lamu Yangzi raised his bruised arm to show everyone.

Others also expressed their feelings, and the comments were all immersed in the excitement brought by the collective appearance of a group of Internet giants.

"Everyone, continue."

Jiang Qing smiled and greeted the live camera, then stood up and walked to the glass curtain wall.

Wang Sulong immediately stepped forward to continue the next process.

Looking at Jiang Qing's slender and straight back in the afterglow of the setting sun, everyone present unconsciously lowered their voices.

I must take him down!
Meng Ziyi secretly clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Zhou Ye's clear eyes reflected Jiang Qing's figure, and he felt longing in his heart.

I really want to know what his world is like.

(End of this chapter)