In the morning, on the Internet, Lin Xuan's Weibo caused a lot of topics and discussions.
Because of this, the popularity of the post surpassed the Weibo post of the anti-fans and rushed to the top three of the trending searches!
As a result, more passersby saw and paid attention to this matter!
……
It was noon.
In the National Academy building.
In the cafeteria.
The weapons department head, Song Haiqing, was eating.
His face was as kind as ever.
He was the kind of person who would be treated as an ordinary old man when he walked on the streets.
At this moment, Gao Liang walked over.
He was a member of the weapons department.
Gao Liang's eyes lit up when he saw Song Haiqing.
He walked up to Song Haiqing and greeted,""Minister."
"Oh, it's Xiao Gao!" Song Haiqing looked up and saw the person who had come, and a smile appeared on his face.
Gao Liang put down his plate.
Then, he sat down and started eating.
Song Haiqing asked him some questions about work, and Gao Liang answered them one by one.
Suddenly, Gao Liang thought of something and smiled. He said to Song Haiqing,""Department Head, do you remember what I told you before about a live streamer who brought goods? The netizens used goading to goad him into agreeing to raise the price of the F22?”
" About this..." Song Haiqing chuckled."I remember. Besides, I heard that this matter is still trending. That streamer hasn't come out to apologize, right?”
Song Haiqing had heard it from his granddaughter.
And he himself didn't care about this.
In addition, in his heart, it was impossible to shoot down the F-22 fighter jet!
"Yes, I am!"
"But he's going to apologize on live broadcast today." Gao Liang added with a smile.”
"Oh?" Song Haiqing smiled and asked casually,""What happened?"
Gao Liang smiled and said," This morning, one of his anti-fans posted a sarcastic post on Weibo and asked him to come out and answer.”
"He hasn't made a sound before. Maybe it's because the popularity this time is too great, or maybe he can't sit still anymore and feels that it can't go on like this, so he came out and posted on Weibo, saying that he'll be live streaming at 2 pm sharp this afternoon.”
Gao Liang said as he took out his phone.
He opened Weibo, clicked on the third most searched Weibo post, and handed it to Song Haiqing.
Song Haiqing was interested.
At this moment, she took his phone and read the content.
Seven to eight seconds later.
He carefully read the content and chuckled."I guess he can't sit still and wants to resolve this matter.”
Song Haiqing returned the phone to Gao Liang.
Song Haiqing couldn't be blamed for understanding this.
As long as they did not know that Lin Xuan had repaired four F22 fighter jets, they would understand this when they saw such Weibo content!
Gao Liang smiled and took the phone.
He had already decided to finish the matter later.
At two o'clock, they came to watch the live broadcast and see how Lin Xuan apologized!
He would occasionally pay attention to this matter and always wanted to know how Lin Xuan was going to resolve this matter.
Now that the follow-up was finally here, how could he miss it?
Of course.
He was not an anti-fan.
He was just a curious passerby.
……
In the blink of an eye.
Afternoon, 1:13.
In the factory.
Lin Xuan hugged a big lamp in his arms.
He walked to an F-22 fighter jet.
Then, he lowered the headlights.
This kind of light had a base and could rotate 180 degrees. It was used to illuminate specific items.
This was because there would be a live broadcast later, and the F22 fighter jet would definitely be on screen as a 'commodity' for sale.
Although the lights in the factory were bright.
However, adding headlights to the side of each F22 would make the visual impact even stronger!
Otherwise, why would some of the most expensive cars at the auto show be placed on a separate booth and lit up by headlights?
That was what he meant.
Lin Xuan placed a large lamp on the left and right sides of each F22 fighter jet.
He had asked Liu Yue to prepare these headlights.
Of course, Liu Yue was puzzled. Why did he need so many headlights for a live broadcast of his apology?
Otherwise, she would not have asked Lin Xuan this question in the morning.
He connected the eight headlights to the power source.
The bright white light from the eight headlights shone on the four F-22 fighter jets.
In an instant, the four F22s gave off a strong sense of military dominance!
It was as if the four F-22s were about to take off at any moment. It was as if this factory was not an ordinary factory, but a factory that produced top-notch military weapons!
"Not bad!" Lin Xuan looked at the scene in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.
This was the effect he wanted when he turned on the lights!
He wanted to shock the audience in the live broadcast room in an instant!
Then, Lin Xuan walked towards the workbench at the side.
He picked up his phone and woke up the screen. It was already 1:50 pm.
There were only ten minutes left before the live broadcast.
Lin Xuan was excited, nervous, and excited.
In short, he was more emotional than any of his live broadcasts.
This time, he was going to bring the world's top F-22 fighter jet!
One had to know that this was an unprecedented live broadcast!
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