The dance floor was suddenly quiet.
The Crosson Show broadcast studio.
The competition was in full swing, and the backstage was bustling.
Ying Xiangxiang had just finished giving an introduction for French history at the end of Louis XVI’s life. The camera slowly switched to outside the dance floor where on one corner of the wall was a portrait of Queen Marie Antoinette.
The cold wind blew through the stained glass windows and caused the painting to sway, but the queen’s beauty could still be seen in the weak light.
“Marie was born to the declining Austrian royal family, and her mother was the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire who’d lost the Seven Years’ War. Austria’s financial deficit was huge, and in order to repay the debt, the Empress was continuously pregnant, marrying off the princesses everywhere in exchange for peace.
“Marie was told from an early age that she would become the Queen of France. Young Marie often followed her mother to help the poor and learned all the etiquette, laws, and politics that a Queen was required to know. She was erudite and caring...”
Backstage, the director quickly made a gesture, “It’s done! Four programmers rushed the work over six hours, and it’s just been tested online!”
The live stream cut to another scene.
At present, the contestants who were currently ranked 41-50 were projected in the center of the screen, displayed in two rows and five columns in the ‘highlights’ of the competition. Below that was a line of text that read ‘Popularity Voting Channel’.
“......” Ying Xiangxiang’s and Blood Pigeon’s lips twitched.
The program producer was satisfied, “The plot in the third round isn’t complicated, so it’s enough as long as we use half the frame. Let’s auction off the other half now!”
Ying Xiangxiang: “One support voucher is 0.01 credits... so one support voucher for one frame?”
The program producer spoke in all earnestness, “How could that be! One support voucher per ticket! 1920×1080 pixels have to be collected and placed on the matching player’s support image to support our contestants who are fighting in the competition!”
In the middle of the screen, there was a change in the number of votes for one contestant, then the number of votes for 10 people moved at the same time!
The screen cut to ranks 31-40, and Wen Lin was on the list. At this time, the voting contest grew even fiercer than before. It moved to ranks 21-30, 11-20, then up to the top ten––
The screen that was showing real-time data froze slightly, and then the numbers went up like crazy.
The little director was stunned, “Is this alright?!”
The program producer directed, “Live stream voting! We’re allowing the audience to feel involved! The players are competing inside, and we have to mobilize the fans to compete outside, right? This principle is the same as the live broadcast rewards for anchors.”
“This little brother is good at finding clues, buy vouchers as a reward! This little brother’s broadsword skills are good, reward! When the time comes, we’ll split the prize pool 50-50 with the contestant. To be honest, with a whole group of little brothers and sisters who don’t concern themselves about food and clothing using real knives and real guns to fight for your pleasure, I would also be willing to spend that money! Take a look at how many votes there are now.”
At 0.01 credits, the price for these support vouchers was extremely low, and the total number of votes grew exponentially.
Amongst the top ten contestants. Wei Yan, Wu Jin, and the Red and White Roses were amongst the highest in the voting rankings, followed by Zuo Botang, Thin Fire, Zoe, Chu Chu, and Lan in the second tier. The last two positions were constantly being replaced, and it was dizzying to watch.
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Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
