In one morning, the efficient design team published a promotional video for Qin Guan on all the major websites.
A.M. made a cute advertisement with Qin Guan's voting number at the beginning and the end.
The netizens on the Internet could directly see this cute and heartwarming short video. More and more people knew about the existence of such a voting platform.
Qin Guan's fan club was also indignant. It had only been established for a short time, so the number of votes they had received was just a drop in the bucket compared to the whole Asian Internet.
The leader of Qin Guan's fan club was an experienced Internet expert. She sent the link to the influential moderators on both the Haijiao and Goupu forums.
Revolutionary friendship was the deepest for those who had climbed up from the bottom. They all agreed to help their friend and put Qin Guan's voting post at the top of the homepage of their respective forums.
The red words attracted the attention of the people in the gossip, gossip, military, and gaming sections. The curious netizens clicked on the posts one after another.
The first thing they saw was a huge photo of Qin Guan, followed by the cover photo of Qin Guan on VOGUE.
The collision of black and white, brilliance and tranquility, was a great visual impact.
The post was full of passion, stirring the hearts of the radicals. That's right. Even if we don't know our own model well, we can't be inferior to a foreign model.
The power of a group was great. Sister Xue, who had been busy in her office since the afternoon, found that the votes on the computer were rising slowly.
Ninth place, eighth place … all the way until late at night. Only then did this slowly rising trend stop, finally stopping at third place.
Sister Xue let out a long breath. The difference between the votes was not too small, but not too big either. It seemed that the last day would be the real key.
Shao's agent hung up the last call. Looking at the votes on the website, he let out a sigh of relief.
According to the current statistics, as long as Shao kept this up, the final result would be announced at midnight on the third day. He would definitely be the champion.
When the dust settled, everything would continue to develop according to the original trajectory.
With the title of Mr. Asian Fashion Man, it was a piece of cake for her to get Fang Meiya as the final referral.
She could not only improve the promotion of her Asian brand, but also take advantage of the situation to help Shao Xiaobing go. It would be a good story if they parted on good terms.
In order to canvass votes, the agent deliberately spread the scandal between Fang Meiya and Shao Xiaobing. For the sake of the title of Mr. Asia, it would not make the other party feel disgusted. The biggest possibility was that the romantic Fang Meiya would just laugh it off.
Shao's agent and Shao's plan was perfect. They never thought that if they failed, Fang Meiya, who had been used by them, would be dealt with in the way they expected.
On the third day, the competition between Qin Guan and Oda Erzhi was fierce. What was the fastest way to defeat the Japanese on the Internet?
In that case, he would look for a gathering place for nationalistic youths.
How could there be many nationalistic youths?
They would be involved in history, military affairs and current affairs.
Thanks to Oda Erzhi's brainless words, the otakus of the QH Network Technology Group, who had been paying attention to Qin Guan's movements, sent the first-hand information to Cong Nianwei.
The photo she had sent to Qin Guan as a joke was sold by Qin Guan to his fans.
The Japanese model, Shida Erzhi, boasted shamelessly that there was no fashion in China. Who was Qin Guan? There was no doubt that the first place belonged to him. It was definitely his.
The series of posts that weakened Shao Xiaobing and highlighted Erzhi's disdain for Qin Guan quietly appeared in the eyes of the hot-blooded netizens.
It was unbearable. One person reposted it, and ten people spread it to hundreds of people. Soon, the link that the otaku had made for Cong Nianwei appeared in front of the public.
They thought that they would have to fill in their information first, but when they uploaded their basic information, they realized that they had already voted for Qin Guan. They had already voted for their compatriots.
It doesn't matter as long as the Japanese don't get complacent.
In less than half a day, Qin Guan had defeated Oda Erzhi, and he had almost caught up with Shao in terms of votes.
Looking at the number of votes on the Internet, Shao finally changed his calm state and became hysterical.
Glass fragments fell to the ground, along with other things on the table. Shao's ferocious face appeared on the screen.
"Qin Guan! Qin Guan! You are everywhere! You are haunting me! "
"Why? I'm the first model! I'm the pioneer of fashion! How can I lose to you? You're just a loser! You don't even want to go out of the capital! "
"I don't accept this!"
Shao roared, staring at his agent with bloodshot eyes. "Where's the company? Didn't you say you had everything arranged? "
"What do you think? Do you want money? I have money! 100,000! 200,000! Or three hundred thousand? I'll give you everything! As long as I'm the champion, I'll be the champion! "
Shao's agent swayed back and forth. His collar was getting tighter and tighter. His face turned red and he found it hard to breathe.
"Ahem! Calm down, Shao! "
Shao Xiaobing's red eyes kept flashing, and finally, he slowly let go of his agent.
"This is an online vote. You have to fill in the real data and check the IP address. The company can't falsify the data. It's fair after all.
Besides, you're not the only one doing the promotion. Everyone is canvassing for their own votes. The base number is naturally more advantageous. "
"I don't mean to criticize you, Shao Xiaobing, but you moved too fast. You are not as popular as Qin Guan in China. Your departure will break the stalemate between the two armies."
"The brands and the media will naturally be on Qin Guan's side. You can't blame them. You have a wider market. It's a pity that you haven't been out for long. You're rootless duckweed..."
The duckweed pond was about to dry up. If the owner didn't want to clean it up, he would have to rely on God.
In the end, Shao Xiaobing sat on the sofa. In his mind, he replayed that night of extravagance, his heroic career, the difficulties he faced, and the fear of falling from the clouds.
I can't lose! He stuck his fingers in his hair and told his agent, "We'll use all our resources to support Qin Guan. There's still half a day to go. I want to see how strong Qin Guan is!"
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