Chapter Eighty-Five: Where to Eat?
"Can I say that I'm petting my cat while listening to the song?"
"Meow meow meow...... I feel like I've been brainwashed!"
The old irons in the live broadcast room were transformed by this song, and the cute girl's hearts were melted.
Ding He waited for Xu Yaru to finish singing, took the initiative to speak, let her rest for a while, and said with a smile: "What do you think of this song?"
"This song is too brainwashing!"
"Isn't that a question of whether it's good or not?"
"The girlish heart of the old lady!"
"I didn't expect the anchor, you are such a person, to write such a riotous song!"
Fans in the live broadcast room ridiculed Ding He one by one, constantly scrolling on the screen.
"I don't know if you want to hear me sing after listening to my cousin's song?" Ding He pretended to be pitiful.
invited Xu Yaru as a guest, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room became even hotter, and the male fans were all like chicken blood, very excited, and the barrage and gifts did not stop.
The live broadcast lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening, seeing that the time was almost up, Ding He said with a smile: "Happy times are always short-lived, and it's time to go off the air soon! Send today's last song, what do you want to hear?"
"Is it so fast? No, it's not enough yet?"
"Is the anchor going down? Then let's go down, just leave my cousin behind!
"The last song, I want to hear the anchor's little brother sing "Decent"!"
"Since the last song, "Learning to Meow", it will end with "Learning to Meow". ”
The old irons in the live broadcast room decisively betrayed Ding He, and most of the barrage wanted to listen to "Learning to Meow".
"Alas, my heart is broken, wow cool wow cool!" Ding He covered his chest with his hands, looking loveless, and said pitifully, "Are you abandoning me?" Okay, cousin, you can sing! Let me cry for a while!"
"The anchor doesn't cry, stand up and masturbate!"
"Anchor, you still have me, 99 roses will be sent!"
"Although I like to listen to "Learn to Meow", I still love you, anchor, ......"
"I'm with you, anchor! Be sure to cheer up, diamonds represent my heart!"
Seeing Ding He pretending to be pitiful, there are really a lot of old irons who believe it, and the barrage and gifts keep floating on the screen.
As Xu Yaru finished singing a song "Learn to Meow", in the enthusiastic barrage and gifts of the old irons, Ding He said goodbye and said: "That's it here today, if you like it, move your little hands and click to pay attention!
After Ding He finished speaking, he directly exited the live broadcast room, and then Xu Yaru followed closely and exited the live broadcast room.
"Brother Ding He, thank you!" Xu Yaru got off the air, and the first thing she did was to send a message to Ding He, and said gratefully, "Thank you very much! My attention has been more than 10,000! After a live broadcast, the original number of fans has exceeded that of you, Brother Ding He!"
"It's okay, you're welcome! Your cousin and I are iron buddies! This is all as it should be!" Ding He was a little unaccustomed to being thanked, and explained with a smile.
"Anyway, I still want to thank Brother Ding He!" Xu Yaru said very sincerely, "Then we will ...... tomorrow"
Ding He thought for a moment and said solemnly: "Don't be so frequent, keep it fresh!"
"Then I'll broadcast live by myself tomorrow!" Xu Yaru said with a smile.
"Well, let's connect the microphone once in a while, so that we can keep it fresh!" Ding He nodded and said seriously, "You also need to maintain it, grow your followers today, and cultivate your own iron fans!"
Xu Yaru humbly was taught, thinking about it and saying, "Well, I know!"
The two men talked for a while, and then went to sleep. After connecting the microphones, Ding He returned to the same life, eating, coding, live broadcasting, and sleeping.
Time slipped away quietly from his fingers, and a month passed, and it was time for Ding He to receive his salary again. Ding He looked at the income data, and his heart was full of joy, which more than doubled from last month, more than 296,000.
The first thing Ding He did when he got the money was to transfer the money to Weibo notarization. Seeing that the thanksgiving activity was about to end, Ding He finally transferred the money in time.
After a few more days, the month-long giving back campaign finally came to an end. The five second-prize winners have been selected, and the cash prizes for the third prizes have also been distributed.
"Hello, welcome to Ding He's live broadcast room! Every night at half past six, the anchor will be with you. Ding He greeted the live broadcast room with a smile and said, "Do you miss me?"
"Miss you...... It's weird!"
"If you are familiar every day, it sounds so kind!"
"Will my cousin come today?"
"Little brother of the anchor, people want to kill you!"
The old irons in the live broadcast room are still enthusiastic, and they continue to send barrages to respond to Ding He.
"Yesterday was the last day of the Thanksgiving Lottery, and today's cash prize for the third prize should have been sent to everyone!" Ding He smiled and said, "The money is a little small, I hope you don't mind!" 50 third prizes, 200 republican coins per person, count as a little bit of the anchor's heart!"
"Haha, the anchor's heart has been received!"
"It just so happens that there is a new master recently, and I have money to buy skins again!"
"I haven't received it yet, alas...... Who let me not win!"
"I didn't receive it either, alas......... But who won the second prize?"
The atmosphere of the old irons in the live broadcast room is very warm, although 200 republican coins is not much, but it represents the anchor's respect for fans.
"Don't dislike the old iron you received, don't worry if you don't receive it, don't worry about the old iron who didn't win the lottery, calm down, there will be a chance in the future!" Ding He looked at the atmosphere a little sad, and encouraged the live broadcast room.
"Let's not talk about the third prize, let's talk about the second prize!" Ding He continued, "The reward for the second prize is that the anchor invites you to eat!
"If I want to go to the restaurant, bird's nest shark fin order him a table, Meizizi!"
"I'm sure I'll go to the restaurant and eat the anchor poor for one meal!"
"If only I won the lottery!I would definitely go to the anchor's little brother's house!Have a romantic candlelight dinner, and then knock the little brother straight down!"
"Slut, flash aside, the anchor is mine, and it belongs to me alone!"
The veterans in the live broadcast room were very excited, expressing their opinions, and directly drowned out the barrage of the five winners.
"That, the five lucky winners, don't use the barrage to talk about it, go to the fan group to chat with me privately!" Ding He said helplessly.
It didn't take long for Ding He to receive a lot of friend applications, and Ding He screened out the five people who won the award from the application content. Directly through the friend application, create a new discussion group, pull five people in, and ask directly: "Where do you want to eat, go out or eat at home?"