"Everyone, take a break and watch the livestream!" Song He instructed.
The team members had already moved over their little stools of their own accord. They sat in several neat rows, staring excitedly at the computer screen.
Song He opened the Livestream Room. It was still black, and the livestream had yet to begin, but viewers were already pouring in.
Ten thousand, thirty thousand, fifty thousand!
One hundred thousand, four hundred thousand, eight hundred thousand!
Song He sucked in a cold breath. Global livestreams really did draw crowds. It had only been half a minute since he opened the Livestream Room, yet the audience had already surged past a million!
This popularity was downright enviable! Chenghuang Company's Press Conference had spent so much on advertising, yet its popularity was nowhere near this level!
It seemed this matter really was huge. Too many people around the world were paying attention. After all, scandals this earth-shattering did not happen every year.
At last, the Livestream Room showed an image!
A simple little wooden table, a plain white wall, and a setting so bare that it was impossible to tell where it was.
A skinny young white man sat behind the table. His hair was sparse, and he wore black-rimmed glasses. He looked like a weak, bookish nerd who did nothing but study.
Song He raised an eyebrow. Everyone around him watching the livestream raised theirs as well.
"You really can't judge a book by its cover!"
"This guy looks like he wouldn't even dare make a sound if someone beat him up, yet he actually accomplished something this incredible!"
"Impressive! As frail as a willow in the wind, yet brave enough to defeat three armies!"
On the screen, Stephen King bit his lip, his expression complicated. It was clear that he was