Ding He followed the direction of Xu Kaiqing's finger, looked over, and asked puzzledly: "......What are these two buildings?"

Xu Kaiqing drove the car and proudly introduced: "This is our headquarters building in the tremolo! Tomorrow's selection will be on the 27th floor of the building on the left!"

"Okay, this building is quite magnificent!" Ding He looked at the two buildings, and it looked very magnificent from a distance.

While driving, Xu Kaiqing introduced Ding He to the scenery of the street, and finally stopped at the door of a hotel.

"Brother Ding, this is it!" Xu Kaiqing parked the car and introduced Ding He, "This accommodation is arranged at the Jindu Hotel! The people of the primary selection have already arrived, and the final selection will start tomorrow!"

Ding He followed Xu Kaiqing, entered the hotel, and took the room card at the front desk. Xu Kaiqing helped Ding He pull the suitcase and went up to room 910 on the ninth floor together.

Xu Kaiqing settled Ding He before leaving the hotel, and agreed with Ding He to pick up Ding He tomorrow morning. Ding He originally wanted to excuse himself, but Xu Kaiqing didn't give him a chance at all, and turned around and left directly.

Ding He took the high-speed train for several hours, and he was really tired, so he took a nap. It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Ding He woke up, called the hotel directly, and booked dinner.

After dinner, Ding He took out his updated live broadcast equipment from his suitcase. It is more expensive, just talking about the volume, it is much smaller, and it is very easy to carry.

After assembling the equipment in the room, Ding He was ready, and glanced at the time, it was not yet time. Ding He made a special call to Mr. Zhou to remind Mr. Zhou to watch the live broadcast.

At half past six o'clock, Ding He directly started the live broadcast, entered the live broadcast room, and said to the fans with a smile: "Hello, welcome to Ding He's live broadcast room, every night at half past six, Ding He will see you and everyone." ”

"Haha, it's finally begun!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I've been waiting for you since I finished eating!"

"Huh, where is the anchor?"

"This white wall and white sheets, it doesn't look like home, it feels like a hotel!"

The fans in the live broadcast room said hello, and some sharp-eyed people even found that Ding He had changed places and was not broadcast live at home!

"Okay, I just said the hotel, that brother, you are an old driver!" Ding He teased the fans in the live broadcast room, "That's right, the anchor is in a hotel, and it's not from Pujiang Province, it's a hotel in Kyoto!"

"Kyoto, the anchor wasn't still at home yesterday!"

"That's right, why did you go to Kyoto and live in a hotel, hehe, I understand!"

"Happy, where is the anchor idol? Which hotel? I'm from Kyoto!"

"Idol, what's going on, why did you come to Kyoto!"

The old irons in the live broadcast room, as soon as they heard Ding He's words, they directly fried the pot, what is the situation, what are you doing in the hotel, and they asked with concern one by one.

Ding He was a little helpless, so he could only continue to explain and say: "Everyone put away the imagination that has been diverged first! I came to Kyoto to have business, and for the selection of the New Year's Eve party, the hotel was also arranged by the company!"

"New Year's Eve party, real or fake, the anchor must be honest!"

"Be lenient in confession, strict in resisting!"

"How's it going for the New Year's Eve party selection, anchor?"

"Have you chosen? Can you go on New Year's Eve?"

The fans in the live broadcast room had everything they thought, and they all faced Ding He one by one, sending a barrage.

Seeing that some fans didn't believe it, Ding He was also quite helpless, and said to the live broadcast room: "I think there are still some people who don't believe it, those ...... Please sit down! I think you're real skin!"

In the laughter of the old irons in the live broadcast room, Ding He officially started today's live broadcast. At first, it was quite normal, but at about half past eight, the situation suddenly happened.

"What sound?"

"Ahh

"What's going on? It's embarrassing!"

"What the hell, who is it?"

Ding He was playing the guitar and singing, and suddenly the quiet atmosphere in the live broadcast room was instantly ignited, and the screen was full of barrages.

Ding He, who was engaged in singing, inadvertently swept the mobile phone screen, was attracted by the barrage that kept floating on the screen, and took a closer look.

"It's me!What's wrong?Is there a problem?Am I out of tune......" Ding He was also very helpless, and he didn't understand what happened just now.

Before Ding He finished speaking, he suddenly understood, what was going on? I only heard a rapid woman's "uh-huh" cry, accompanied by the sound of a "creaking" bed, sometimes high and sometimes low, floating over from next door.

Ding He's face was also full of embarrassment, and this sudden cry made Ding He a little at a loss. Continue to broadcast live, this sound is really annoying, don't broadcast live, today's live broadcast time is not enough.

In desperation, Ding He had no choice but to be a villain, came to the wall, clenched his fists, and kept smashing the wall with "bumping".

"That...... I know you guys, can you be quiet, thank you for your cooperation!" Ding He shouted loudly while slamming the wall hard.

Listening to Ding He's shouting on the wall, the next door finally restrained a little, and the voice was quieter. Hearing that the other party's voice was quiet, Ding He returned to the camera.

"I'm really sorry! It was an accident, that ...... Let's continue the live broadcast!" Ding He scratched his head in embarrassment and said to the live broadcast room.

"Hahaha...... Sympathize with the anchor for three seconds!"

"May I ask the single dog anchor, what is the area of your psychological shadow now?"

"Idol, don't be angry!"

"It's amazing!"

The fans in the live broadcast room have not recovered from the accident just now, and they are still constantly posting barrages and ridiculing Ding He.

The atmosphere slowly returned to normal, the live broadcast continued, and Ding He began to sing again. The fans in the live broadcast room no longer bothered about just now, and continued to listen to Ding He's singing, constantly brushing small gifts.

"Dang!dang!......" Ding He continued the live broadcast, but after a while, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?" Ding He asked strangely, who would knock on the door at this time?

"Wait a minute, everyone, I'll open the door!" Ding He wondered in his heart, Kyoto knew himself, that is, Brother Xu Kaiqing. Just thinking about it, Ding He came to the door and opened the door.

Through the open door, I saw a very sexyly dressed woman standing outside the door. He has jet-black shawl hair and upright facial features, but is covered by heavy makeup.

A dark green long skirt with a short skirt that only reaches the base of the thighs. The woman wears black stockings on her legs and a pair of stiletto heels on her feet.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Ding He didn't know the other party, looked at the woman strangely, and asked loudly.

"I'm looking for you!" the other party smiled, his red lips parted, and said coquettishly.

Ding He was even more puzzled, and asked again: "That...... Did you recognize the wrong person? I don't know you!"