"Supervisor…Supervisor, come and take a look!"
In Shanghai TV Station, a young assistant hurriedly ran to the supervisor's office and said.
"What's the matter? Why are you making a fuss? How many times have I told you to stay calm when you encounter something?”
The supervisor looked at the rash intern assistant in front of him. If it wasn't for the fact that he was the Station Head's relative, he would have fired him long ago.
"Yes... Sorry, our website is going to crash!”
The assistant heaved a sigh of relief, but he still showed his excitement.
"Paralysis?"
At this moment, the supervisor couldn't calm down. How could this website be paralyzed?
At this moment, the maintenance staff of the website were typing away on their keyboards.
"Supervisor, a large number of users flooded into our website, and the server was overloaded for a moment. Fortunately, we discovered the technology. Otherwise, it would have really been paralyzed.”
The technical manager wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had finally restored the website. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Can someone explain to me what is going on?”
The supervisor asked with a puzzled look. It turned out that the website had a lot of traffic, but it was not so crowded that it was about to collapse.
"Found it!"
At this moment, the programmer shouted loudly, and the supervisor immediately went up.
It was " Confession balloon." In just half an hour, this song had a hit rate of one million!
Not only that, but the song also reached the top of the chart within half an hour.
One had to know that the song at the top spot was specially written by the famous lyricist, Lin Xi.
It took him an entire day to get to the top.
It was hard to imagine that he had achieved such a result in just half an hour.
The supervisor quickly asked the technical staff to investigate. There were so many users in such a short period of time. Could it be that someone had hired zombie fans?
The technical staff carried the supervisor's doubts and threw themselves into their work.
Usually, if they were zombie fans, they could be found out immediately because zombie fans were usually not active.
The supervisor anxiously waited for the results. If he was really a zombie fan, he would immediately disqualify this mysterious person from the competition.
Ten minutes later, a set of statistics was handed to the supervisor's desk.
"The data is true. There are no malicious votes.”
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" Confession balloon " swept the charts and successfully took first place in the online single rankings!
Following that, Shanghai TV Station's official Weibo posted a message. Although it was already late at night, it still attracted countless netizens 'heated discussions.
"A dignified television station's official Weibo actually advertised a song, what's going on!”
"In just half an hour, he took first place on the rankings. This person's background is not simple.”
"Whose pet is that upstairs? He let it out without holding it. He hasn't even heard of it before and he's already spewing nonsense!”
"I really want to know what this singer looks like.”
..........
Because the song was sent anonymously, many people began to guess who this mysterious person " Y " was.
"I feel that this voice reminds me of Lin Junjie. Could it be that he secretly came to participate in the show?”
"I think it should be our Wu Yifan. Only our Fanfan can sing such a romantic song.”
"It's definitely not Jordan. He sings sentimental folk songs. This song is so cheerful. I guarantee that it's not Jordan!”
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There were different opinions, but no matter how the netizens evaluated, the mysterious person " Y " never appeared.
This not only troubled the audience, but even the program team did not know who " Y " was.
If they wanted to know who the mysterious person was, they could only wait for the live competition after the online competition.
Unknowingly, it was already midnight.
Wang Xuan worked overtime as usual and only arrived home now.
"Honey, why aren't you asleep yet? What are you doing?”
Wang Xuan walked into the room. His wife was holding a phone and saying something from time to time.
"You haven't voted on your phone yet, right?”
As she spoke, the woman snatched the phone from Wang Xuan's hand.
The woman used his phone to log into the Shanghai Music Competition website.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Xuan asked with a puzzled expression.
However, his wife did not look at him. She muttered,"We're voting for the confession balloon.”
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