"That...... It's not ......" The system is also blinded, and he said.

"Isn't it something?" Ding He didn't give the system a chance to refute, just like a machine gun, and kept saying, "If you say that you have a good skill lottery and increase the success rate by 20 percent, you will draw an empty one for me! Empty, that's right, nothing!"

"Host, you are lucky...... This time it was an accident!" The system also couldn't believe it, this luck was too bad.

"Okay, I'll believe you once!Continue the lottery!" Ding He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said again.

The turntable appeared again, Ding He shouted to stop again, and the turntable stopped again. After stopping for a moment, Ding He saw the words on the grid, and then he was relieved.

"Congratulations to the host for winning the lottery "Acting Elementary"!" The system is very good at sycophancy, and when it sees that it has been drawn, it immediately steps forward to congratulate.

""Acting Elementary" is okay! It's a pity that I don't play tricks anymore!" Ding He was reminded by his skills, and he sighed with a lot of memories of running tricks before.

After full of memories, Ding He said loudly: "Continue the lottery!"

Looking at the last sign, turning into a little starlight in his hand, the turntable reappeared. With the shout to stop, the turntable stops again, and the hands are fixed in a grid.

The "Congratulations to the host......" system originally wanted to congratulate Ding He, but when it saw the grid, the congratulations stopped abruptly.

"System, this is to increase the success rate by twenty percent!" Ding He couldn't control his anger anymore, and asked the system loudly, "How far is it for me to go, I don't want to see you!"

Looking at the grid, the negative emotion value is +58, and Ding He wants to cry without tears. Just three draws, one win, one empty, one emotional value, this is still a twenty percent increase in the success rate, how bad is my luck.

After a night of silence, Ding He woke up, his anger had not subsided, and he didn't want to deal with the system at all. I got up and made breakfast, and after eating, I began to code words like crazy, ready to make up for what I owed yesterday.

"The Legend of Zhen Huan" is now about half written, and "Zhu Xian" has not yet been written. Ding He's emotional value is endlessly available through his novels.

At this time, in Jinghua Community, Kyoto, at the home of Editor Wu, Wu Minmin, a fan of Ding He, had just finished watching the recording of Ding He's live broadcast last night and was smiling happily.

"What's the URL?" Wu Minmin thought about the link on the barrage, but couldn't think of it, so he went to the recording and broadcast again to look for it, "Found it!"

Wu Minmin entered the URL in the browser, and the webpage jumped to the vibrato live broadcast interface. Looking at the interface, Ding He's live video was ranked third.

remembered what the barrage said, and went to watch the anchor Xiaoxiao's video, Wu Minmin first went to watch the anchor Xiaoxiao's video.

It's boring in front.,And there was a conflict with the teacher in the welfare home.。 It's been boring, Wu Minmin is about to fall asleep when he looks at it, and he keeps fast-forwarding.

When it was finally time to end, the anchor Xiaoxiao said goodbye to the children and left the classroom. Wu Minmin also thought that the person was a liar and advertised for Xiaoxiao's anchor.

At this time, I finally saw my idol, but I couldn't believe it, is this really my idol? Ding He held his head high, burst into tears, and the sadness on his face made Wu Minmin feel very distressed.

What happened next, Wu Minmin knew that Ding He's idol was so painful for the sake of the child. wants to adopt a cute little girl, but the anchor idol doesn't meet the conditions, it's so annoying.

Finally, outside the door of the dean's room, through the voice in the video, Wu Minmin was a little skeptical that Ding He really bribed the dean.

After a long while, as the video continued, Wu Minmin realized that his idol was actually donating, and one donation was 200,000. Wu Minmin thought about it for a while, and remembered a live broadcast, Ding He mentioned that his live broadcast income last month was more than 200,000 yuan.

The anchor idol is really a good person, and most of his monthly income is donated. The most important thing is that the anchor is unassuming and low-key, and this anchor Xiaoxiao is too annoying, and he specializes in opposing the anchor idol.

After watching this video, I clicked on Ding He's live video of love, Chen Xiaomin watched Ding He get along with the children, and felt so warm. When he saw Niuniu and asked Ding He, "Are you my father?", Chen Xiaomin couldn't control his tears anymore and felt a heart-wrenching pain.

As Ding He taught the children to sing and tell stories, the sadness in Chen Xiaomin's heart gradually faded. Watching Ding He get along with the children, that faint warmth is really heartwarming.

"Minmin, what are you crying for?" Editor-in-Chief Wu frowned, walked out of the study, and saw his daughter on the sofa, with tears streaming down her face, and asked with concern.

Wu Minmin glanced up, and his father, who came out, said in a choked voice: "Dad, I'm watching the anchor idol, he's so good, I like him so much!"

"What's wrong, your anchor?" Editor-in-Chief Wu thought something had happened to the anchor, and asked casually.

"The anchor is fine, I'll tell you, Dad! Our anchor went to the welfare home today! The anchor is so touching!" Wu Minmin held up the mobile phone, handed it to his father, and continued to say while pulling the video progress bar, "Wait a minute, watch from here!"

"Stop!" Editor-in-Chief Wu suddenly looked at his phone and shouted.

"What's wrong, Dad?" Wu Minmin was startled and asked suspiciously.

Editor-in-Chief Wu's eyes flashed, his eyes did not leave the video, he listened carefully to Ding He telling the story, nodded nod, and whispered in admiration: "Okay, good!"

"What's good?" Wu Minmin looked at his father puzzled and asked suspiciously.

Editor-in-chief Wu was in high spirits, staring intently at his mobile phone, and explained to his daughter: "This story, good, good!"

"Ah, okay?" Wu Minmin said with some incomprehension.

"Okay, that's good!" Editor-in-Chief Wu asked his daughter after listening to the story, "Is there anything else?"

"There's more!" Wu Minmin said, helping his father adjust the progress bar and find Ding He's place to tell the story.

Editor-in-chief Wu watched the entire video, watched all the stories told in Ding He's video, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. Editor-in-Chief Wu put down his mobile phone, turned to his daughter and asked, "Minmin, do you have the contact information of the anchor?"

"No!" Wu Minmin shook his head and said.

"Okay, where is your anchor broadcasting?" Editor-in-Chief Wu asked again.

"Vibrato live broadcast!" Wu Minmin thought about it and replied directly.

"Great, daughter, you have helped Dad a lot!" Editor-in-Chief Wu was very excited, touched his daughter's head, and said happily, "Let's talk in a while, Dad is going to be busy!"

"Okay, Dad!" Wu Minmin was confused, not understanding what was going on.