It was 7: 40 pm London time. Wilson, who had finished his makeup, sat on the sofa and pondered with his eyes closed.
The content of his conversation with William about the planet.
He went through what he was going to say later in his mind. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at the script nervously with the female host who was waiting not far away.
The beautiful host, who already knew that Wilson had become a director of the TV station because of William, was very patient.
She was so considerate that she almost leaned on Wilson, blinking from time to time as she looked at the script.
Unfortunately, although Wilson was attracted to the beautiful lady beside him, he could still distinguish the severity of the situation.
While he was calm, he knew that there was no need to deliberately offend today's partner, lest the inexperienced him be put in a difficult position.
As for the rest, he would have to wait until the program was over.
However, when Wilson saw a few of his aristocratic friends who had rushed over after receiving the news, he could not help but worry.
William's warning not to mess things up. He hurriedly put away the inappropriate thoughts in his mind.
If he were to be entangled in scandals now, it would affect his image.
Wilson did not even need to think about it. William would be disappointed and even exclude him as a shareholder of the website and find someone else to work with.
Fortunately, it was almost eight o 'clock. Although he judged the beauty to be a threat, Wilson still thanked the host politely.
With a smile, he sat upright on the chair beside the host's podium, waiting for the broadcast to start.
After waiting for a few hours at eight o 'clock sharp, the two hundred million viewers in England and the Commonwealth who could receive the ITV's signal directly.
In addition, there were more than a billion viewers from various countries who were watching the broadcast. Once the program started, their eyes were fixed on Wilson, who was wearing a formal suit and was still a little thin.
They could not wait to know what they wanted to know immediately.
These four hours were probably the most glorious hours of the ITV since its establishment more than forty years ago.
Dozens of TV stations in major capitalistic countries competed for the only broadcasting rights in their countries as if they did not need money.
Just this broadcast alone was sold for four to eight million pounds according to the population and economic strength of each country.
In Asia and South America, it was only a few dozen to a million pounds.
The low price was to test the waters. If their advertising income was good, the broadcasting price in the future would definitely increase.
When the program started, Wilson, who rarely watched ITV programs, looked at the host who wanted to seduce him with surprise.
He did not expect this woman to be so professional in Wilson's opinion.
Not only did she have a pleasant voice, but she also said over a hundred words in one breath without any mistakes or pauses. She spoke quickly and clearly.
She couldn't help but think that there shouldn't be a problem with this woman hosting the show in the future.
He had to stay away from her, lest there really be a scandal and he had no choice but to use underhanded means to lose a talent.
Just as he was thinking, Wilson suddenly heard someone calling him. He quickly gathered his thoughts and nodded at the camera with a smile, greeting the audience.
After a round of introductions and greetings, Wilson chuckled.
"I know what everyone is most concerned about at this moment, so before we talk about anything else, let's talk about it.
I think I should tell you what I know first, in case someone gets impatient and scolds me in their hearts. "
When Wilson said this, most of the impatient audience could not help but have a good impression of him.
Hadn't they waited for four hours for this news?
"To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people asking me to explain myself, I wouldn't have the guts to reveal William's secret."
After Wilson finished speaking, he recalled what he had discussed with William. His face deliberately showed a hint of fear, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times.
"When I was watching the live broadcast on Mars, from what I observed, William mentioned the number of potatoes at least six times in the live broadcast."
After saying that, Wilson paused for a moment and said with a smile, "Maybe many people have already guessed it.
William kept mentioning that he planted 40 potato seedlings on the Mars spacecraft.
When they grow up, they can harvest an average of five potatoes per seedling. The total number should be 200 potatoes, and the estimated weight should be about ten kilograms.
However, based on my understanding of him and my personal experience of being taken advantage of by him too many times, he definitely said these words on purpose.
After we heard about 200 potatoes so many times, would we subconsciously calculate the weight according to the number he said? "
Most of the audience who had no farming experience at all thought about it. Damn, it seemed to be the case.
They seemed to only consider the weight of a single potato, and the number was completely estimated according to the number 200.
But what was the problem?
"Under normal thinking, even if 90% of people were to guess boldly, very few of them would guess more than 300, right?"
At this moment, the audience could not help but think again. This time, 99% of them began to agree with Wilson's words.
Although they had thought about the number above 300, they really did not have the guts to estimate more than 300.
Then, Wilson continued, "The reason why I dared to make such a bold prediction is that.
William Devonshire is an extremely confident person who seriously lacks a sense of security. "
"Yes, you heard it right."
Wilson seemed to be very clear about the audience's current expressions. They were all in disbelief.
He shrugged and said, "From what I know of William, he likes to predict everything.
If the predicted result is good, he will happily continue to do his own things.
If the predicted result is not good, he will lock himself in his room or the laboratory until he finds a solution.
Otherwise, if he is in a bad mood and can't solve the food problem, he will not have the mood to do a live broadcast on Mars.
He even bet with us about potatoes.
Therefore, when I heard Professor Moke say that the Mars potatoes might have a bad harvest or a zero harvest, I laughed.
Although he laughed at me, I was actually laughing at him in my heart.
If he could think of it, how could William, who was much smarter than him and involved his own food problem, not think of it?
Bad harvest? Ha, he can't believe he said that. I can't do it perfectly, but it doesn't mean that William can't do it in a crisis.
So, let alone ten kilograms, I think it's possible to produce twenty kilograms, or even thirty kilograms. "
"Do you think I'm crazy?" Wilson raised his eyebrows and laughed. "This is where you don't understand William.
Most people may not know that William has also done research in biology.
A year or two ago, he invented a healing liquid that can greatly enhance the human body's self-healing ability.
As long as it is a sports injury or an external object such as a bullet or a knife injury.
When the part or the whole body is soaked in the self-healing liquid, the self-healing speed of the injured's own cells will be increased by more than twenty times.
Even further, there is the top version of forty times the self-healing speed.
Therefore, in the past one and a half years, the entire Chelsea team has not been troubled by injuries.
In this case, do you think William doesn't know about plants?
He won't be alone on the Mars spaceship, using volcanic ash and other nutrients that can be found.
Can he make a mineral nutrient solution that can increase the yield of potatoes? "
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