After 2345 finished speaking, a virtual screen appeared in front of Hua Qing, showing several basic buttons: enter the task, view the information, view the fans, and the live broadcast room...... Several of the buttons are grayed out to indicate that they are temporarily inaccessible.

"Got it, little two."

“…… I! No! Call! Small! Two! "The silence was followed by the eruption of the volcano.

"Oh, okay, junior." Automatically ignore volcanoes.

"Don't call me a junior! Ahhh I'm angry, I'm scared myself, it's fierce! "Volcanic eruptions escalate.

"Senior year, you're so annoying!" Hua Qing had a little impatience on her face, but she was secretly proud in her heart. In other words, who set this character, the milk is fierce and the milk is fierce! So to her taste.

"You're only a senior, your whole family is a senior, and our imaging system is researched by the top scientists in the universe, so you're only a senior." The voice was whirring.

It's updated the language library, don't want to bully it, the second, third, and fourth, is it a name that people will come up with? Is it? Is it the next big five? Little Five?

After roaring inwardly, 2345 was deflated and couldn't help but accept his fate. Forget it, the junior five or senior five are also stronger than the junior two, junior and senior senior. 2345 thought resignedly.

However, love is like, blue sky and white clouds, clear sky, and sudden storm. There's nowhere to hide, and it's always unexpected.

"Huahua, Huahua, okay? Flower? Hua Qing thinks that her family 2345 just doesn't like numbers and sizes as names, so she uses her surname for it, which is interesting enough. Hua Qing was smug.

After speaking, he ignored 2345 and clicked "View Materials" in the virtual screen.

A certain system feels that life is so difficult, it, for, what, what, wants, fills, full, expects, waits. Ahhh It's going crazy!

The virtual screen in front of Hua Qing slowly showed her information.

Basic information of host 2345:

Name: Hua Qing

Gender: Female

Address: Blue Star (Medium Civilization) Huaguo ......

Physiognomy: 80 out of 100

IQ: 80 out of 100

Temperament:??? (out of 100)

Emotional Intelligence: 90 out of 100

Brawn: 99 out of 100

Features: Drama, unlimited narcissism (the rest is yet to be discovered)

After reading the information, Hua Qing's heart was happily jumping and the villain fell to death. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes, hehe!

What should I do if I want to tear the system by hand? Hua Qing clasped her hands together and made a creaking sound. Temperament is a question mark, huh? Drama spirit, huh? Unlimited narcissism, huh? If you don't dismantle this broken system, I'm sorry that she's close to a full score of force, but where is this broken system?

2345, which turned into a bracelet, oh, is now called Huahua, and has no idea that its freshly signed and freshly hot host wants to tear it by hand, otherwise he will not be immersed in his own sadness and anger. Unaware of the impending danger.

"Flowey, where are you?" Hua Qingyun's breezy voice sounded, containing a bit of danger.

"In your hand, the bracelet!" Flowey replied angrily, unaware of the impending danger.

As soon as Hua Qing wanted to do it, she heard a broken system say: "Oh, by the way, fans are very important, whether you can choose a good script in the future depends on whether the fans give it or not." Flowey's shred of sanity in her anger inadvertently saved her life.

Huahua's words are very good for Hua Qing to calm down.

Forget it, let's leave this dog system alive.

Hearing what the system said, Hua Qing clicked the "View Fans" button, and as soon as she entered the page, she saw:

Host No. 2345 Hua Qing

Number of followers: 0

Income: None

Top fan: No. 1

It's really a newcomer, it's clean and clean.

"Dog system, how do I take the task?" Hua Qing's lazy voice sounded.

“…… You're the dog, and your whole family is a dog. "It's not a dog system, don't call it a dog system!

"Yo, will you scold back?" Forget it, let's dismantle this dog system, don't do it.

The sluggish Flowey finally sensed the danger in the air.

"Script Selection ......"

"The script is selected"

"Teleportation begins, happy Host 2345 mission!" A certain system did three things in one go and successfully kicked a certain woman into the mission.

Successful self-help, yay! Cut, I still want to kill my father, and my father will kill you first.