Chapter 93: Then Let’s Invite the Family to the Live Stream
Chapter 93: Then Let’s Invite the Family to the Live Stream
A group of centenarians were discussing the taste of Jiang Qiuqiu’s food—
#I’ve been alive for over a hundred years, and this is the first time I’ve eaten this kind of food. It’s so good.#
#It really perks you up.#
#Not bad. The young lady is so skillful...#
It was nothing but positive reviews.
——Anonymous: Not synthetic. Real ingredients. All the grandparents love Juju’s food.
Then, the topic #I found a food streamer who makes amazing food! Mom/Dad/Grandma/Grandpa, let’s watch the livestream together tomorrow night!# also made it halfway up the trending charts.
Even though it was only halfway up the charts, the traffic was like a dam breaking.
SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH. It was a torrential flood.
When some people mentioned it, others went to check it out. In just one night and one morning, Jiang Qiuqiu gained nearly twenty million followers.
That’s why Meimei had called, happily exclaiming that she’d gone viral. "That topic is blowing up! Your follower count will probably keep climbing."
"When your luck turns, nothing can stand in your way."
"..." ’Luck?’ After Jiang Qiuqiu heard how things unfolded, one word magically popped into her mind: ’marketing’.
’How strange. The way public opinion was moving was so smooth, so incredibly advantageous for her.’
’And at every step, it was as if someone was guiding the masses along.’
"Qiuqiu, why aren’t you talking?"
"Nothing, just thinking about a few things."
"Did you just wake up?" Meimei suddenly remembered Jiang Qiuqiu had gone to bed late. "If you’re still tired, sleep a little longer. I’m heading to the office."
"You go. I need to process all this myself."
After Meimei hung up, Jiang Qiuqiu logged into her livestream channel.
The follower count on her dashboard had indeed made a huge leap. She’d gained nearly thirty million just from sleeping for a night!
’...It felt like nothing had happened, yet she had inexplicably gone viral.’
’So what exactly happened? Meimei had just said a post went viral, but which post?’
She navigated to her fan forum. The moment she entered and saw the post titles, she thought she’d clicked on the wrong place. She backed out and went back in, only to realize she was in the right spot.
’It was the world that was wrong.’
The forum that should have been full of posts like #The taste of the food...#, #When does the stream start?!#, and #I didn’t get a spot again, waaaah# was now, at this very moment, completely flooded with—
#I’m going to watch tomorrow’s livestream with my dad!#
#I’m going to watch tomorrow’s livestream with my grandpa!#
#I’m going to watch tomorrow’s livestream with my whole family!#
#Turns out my grandpa doesn’t like drinking Nutrient Liquid either!!!#
#SHOCKED! Turns out my grandma followed Juju before I did, and she’s luckier than me! She got to eat one more dish than I did!!!#
’It had only been one night. The frequency of the phrase "my whole family" was scarily high.’
She curiously traced the posts back to their origin and finally understood what had happened.
’So it wasn’t young people watching the livestream yesterday, but a bunch of grandpas and grandmas. No wonder the bullet comments were so weird and had such a preachy, ’dad’ vibe.’
The situation had gone completely off the rails. She couldn’t help but smile as she read the fans’ vivid descriptions of themselves as "poor little things."
Then she saw people talking about how the food stream had brought them closer to their families, leading them to have unexpected chats with their grandparents and parents and understand each other better. Her eyes lit up, and she felt a swell of pride.
She didn’t know why her livestream had become inexplicably linked to family relationships, but she saw rows and rows of comments from people wanting to use her stream to chat with their families and find topics for conversation.
She felt a sense of responsibility settle on her shoulders.
’So, my food can be a bridge, too.’
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