Meg ate melons all the way and experienced the long-lost thrill of surfing.
As one of the melons in the melon field, he did not have the slightest awareness of being a melon and even liked the post.
Then, "Hades Saipan liked Jasper Flagg was beaten up!" also made it to the end of the trending list.
Relying on this wave of popularity, Meg's newly registered account already had more than a million fans.
Of course, compared to the popularity of Jasper Flagg's 30 million fans, it was still a far cry.
"Is this the software with 18 billion users? It's terrifying. "Meg looked at the rapidly increasing number of fans and glanced at the 9,999 + private messages.
Half of them were abuse from Jasper Flagg's die-hard fans. Meg filtered the keywords and then blocked them with a click.
Primary school students only had a few words of abuse back and forth, so it was very easy to distinguish them.
The other half were talents.
"This is a handsome guy. Thick eyebrows, big eyes, bright and handsome. Isn't he a hundred times better than that girl?"
"Brother, I love you! Wanna go out? Plus sister * * * * * "
"Handsome, I have two buildings in the central area of Tucker City. Are you interested in having dinner tonight?"
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"What's the standard of two buildings in the central area of Tucker City?" Meg turned his head and asked Xi.
"The current housing price in the central area is 800,000/㎡," Xi replied.
Meg roughly calculated in his mind and replied, "I'm not that kind of worldly person."
"That's a pity." The rich woman quickly replied to him with a picture of having breakfast. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, a long river could be seen in the distance.
Meg first searched the picture and confirmed that it was not a web map.
Then, he found the river in the central area of Tucker City and determined the approximate area of the shooting room based on the angle of the photo.
Tucker City CBD.
The Twin Towers.
According to the information on the Internet, the Twin Towers belonged to the Dixon family, which was one of the top ten families along with the McCarthy family.
"If there's a chance, I can cook for you personally." Meg replied with another message.
"Hehe, interesting." The other side replied with a message and did not follow up.
"Hehe, disgusting." Xi rolled her eyes at him.
"How can you peek at other people's messages?" Meg glanced at her.
"Do you think people of their status would send you such messages?" Xi asked.
"What if?" Meg asked.
"You have a wife and children," Xi reminded him.
"I'm making preparations to complete the mission. Do you think I want to live off you?" Mag was amused by Xi's serious look.
Instead of answering, Xi said, "The Chef King Competition is divided into online popularity and live judges' scores. The contestants have been competing for a month and have accumulated a lot of popularity. Now that you're in the top eight, you're at a huge disadvantage starting from zero online popularity."
"You're still playing the idol trainee trick in such a professional competition?" Mag was shocked.
Just now, he was so engrossed in watching that he forgot to look at the rules of the competition.
Moreover, this was too outrageous. What did being good-looking have to do with cooking?
Wasn't this program team too unprofessional?
"Do you think a lot of people would like to see a group of potbellied chefs cooking together?" Xi asked.
Meg was speechless.
"Starting from the preliminary round, the contestants will be selected according to the ratio of well-known chefs and folk experts. The professional chef team will be responsible for the professional aspect, while the trainees from various entertainment companies will be responsible for the appearance and the topic. The program team will gain the topic, and the trainees will gain popularity. It's a win-win situation. "
Meg could not help but sigh. There was no cooking competition in his previous life. There was a reason why it was so popular. It was because this director knew how to play.
According to the competition rules, the weight ratio between the professional judges and online popularity was 8: 2 in the final score.
Don't underestimate this 20% weight ratio. If the live score was similar, this 20% popularity would be the deciding factor.
For example, Meg's almost zero popularity was equivalent to adding 20 points to the contestants' full popularity. How could he compete?
"How long will this competition last?" Meg asked.
"According to tradition, the top eight, semi-finals, and finals will be held consecutively. The champion will be decided in three days."
"Huh?" Meg was confused.
This was different from the variety shows he remembered that would drag on for a year.
How could such a popular competition be finished in three days?
"Then how can I get the popularity of the contestants who have been with them for more than a month in just three days?" Meg looked at Xi seriously and asked.
Xi was silent for a while before saying, "I'll try my best to help you."
Meg sized Xi up and asked sincerely, "Have you been in the food industry?"
"Huh?" Xi was puzzled.
"Do you know how to post such things?" Meg randomly opened the front page of a celebrity's account and pointed to the mushy comments at the top of the rankings.
Xi stared at the screen with a solemn expression for a while before shaking her head.
Meg sighed and fell into deep thought.
Although he was confident in his culinary skills, this was a variety show and not a proper cooking competition.
He was certain that there would not be a big gap in the competition's ratings. At the very least, it was impossible for him to pull ahead of the contestant in second place by 20 points.
Therefore, he had to make up for it in terms of popularity. Even if he did not get first place, he had to at least get to the average.
As long as the contestant in first place could not pull ahead of him in terms of popularity, he was confident that he could win the competition.
As a celebrity in his previous life, he had done some research on gaining fans.
The ordinary popularity type of fan growth was slower, but there would be an explosive period after gaining traffic. For example, a celebrity would gain fans quickly during a popular drama.
Meg was now at the center of a huge traffic pool, but he did not have any works. He did not even have anything to talk about other than a slip of the hand. He only relied on a photo to gain some fans. Three days was too short and this method was too slow.
He was familiar with this method of gaining fans through blackmail.
Back then, he gained popularity on Weibo by gaining a lot of hate points. Then, he got himself kicked out.
However, this method was not easy to replicate. After all, he did not have the support of being the son of the richest man. Who knew if he would be banned if he said a few more words?
"Time is limited. I need to use a special method to gain fans," Meg said.
"What method?" Xi asked.
"A blacklist of A-list celebrities in the entertainment industry. To create a god, I have to pull some rotten guys down from the altar," Meg said.
Although Xi did not know about Meg's plan, she quickly sent a blacklist to Meg.
The so-called celebrities were just canaries and spokespersons reared by the tycoons. Their secrets were a joke at a certain level.
(End of chapter)
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