Nan'er heard Wang Bo's words, rolled her eyes, and really regarded herself as a five-haired girl.

"Host, what about being a human being? If you want to talk about conscience, this goddess has worked hard for a long time, shouldn't she be paid?"

Wang Bo thought about it carefully and felt that there was no problem with what Nan'er said.

There is hard work without merit, and it should be rewarded.

And then on top of the five cents, another five cents were added.

"Nan'er, you're right. Well, I'll add five cents to a total of one dollar, what do you think?"

What else can I say?

It's not that stingy, is it?

Wang Bo said that he was also very helpless, people were poor and had no choice, and they couldn't afford a high salary.

"Host, what can you do with five cents?"

When Wang Bo heard this, he was not happy. Isn't five cents money?

"Nan'er, you have a problem with this thought, isn't five cents not money?"

Wang Bo didn't wait for Nan'er to answer, and continued.

"You know what? Five cents can buy a pack of spicy noodles that will make you eat spicy noodles that are so delicious that you scream, what a happy thing. Five cents can buy a pack of crispy noodles, although you can't eat enough, but you can satisfy your hunger on an empty stomach in the morning and avoid the embarrassment of not having breakfast. Five cents can buy a homework book, you can learn the ninety-nine multiplication table, and learning will make you happy! Five cents can buy a pencil...... Five cents can get you a lollipop...... Five cents can do a lot of things, but you actually said that five cents is not important, you touch your Mimi, don't you feel pain?"

Nan'er looked stunned, when did this host become so slippery, and he actually pulled such a big list. But what does this last sentence mean?

"Host, tell me clearly, what the hell is Mimi touching herself?"

Wang Bo peeked at the murder weapon of the Nan Lady God, and it was really enough for the fierce goddess Fan. wiped the sweat from his forehead and said sloppily.

"Don't worry about the details, what we should be thinking about now is the five-and-a-cent. So then again, is five cents worth anything?"

Nan'er looked confused, in the final analysis, this five cents is still five cents. It can't be turned into a dollar, so why bother so much.

"Host, this five cents, it's only worth five cents!"

Wang Bo looked sluggish, what's the matter? He didn't flicker into it, no, it looks like he's going to make a killing move.

"Nan'er, your idea is wrong, five cents is not five cents!"

Waters Fan?

You're kidding me!

System Niang Nan'er looks like you're kidding me, this host won't be a killing coin, right?

would say such a thing, it was really a jujube pill.

"Host, five cents is not five cents, what is that? Tell me, I really don't know!"

Nan'er sneered, her face full of disbelief and sneer.

"Nan'er, don't underestimate these five cents, it can be fate, it can be ...... Do you understand?"

"What the hell? You can't make sense? Five cents is not five cents, how can it be fate, yes...... What?"

Wang Bo continued to flicker.

"Nan'er, if you go to the hospital to see a doctor, you need 100,000 yuan for medical expenses, but you only have 99,999 yuan and five cents. And the hospital won't give you a penny less, and you can't borrow five cents from others, so doesn't the five cents weigh at this time?"

Nan'er nodded, agreeing that the missing five cents here were important.

"It's very important! Without these five cents, the patient would have died. ”

Seeing that Nan'er really fell into the routine he designed, Wang Bo continued.

"Then is this five cents equal to life?"

"Yes, without five cents, this man would be dead. ”

However, Nan'er always felt that something was wrong, wanted to think carefully, and was attracted by the new questions raised by Wang Bo.

"Five cents isn't much, is it?"

"It's not much! It may fall on the ground, and many people don't want to pick it up. ”

Wang Bo stretched out his thumb and made a great gesture.

"Nan'er, you're right. Five cents is not much, I believe many people think so, so if you are asked to throw away five cents, will you be reluctant?"

Nan'er shook her head, she couldn't figure out why she asked herself this question, the matter of five cents is not a good thing, is it?

"It's only five cents, this goddess doesn't care, I'll reward you when I get paid for the five-cent special effects, host!"

Wang Bo smiled awkwardly, he didn't want to reward.

"Then if everyone has the same attitude as Nan'er, everyone throws me five cents, then six billion people in the world, that is, a total of three billion yuan, right?"

Nan'er didn't have to think about this simple multiplication problem at all, she knew that it was the correct answer, and nodded.

"That's right, it's a lot of money, but does it have anything to do with five cents?"

Wang Bo slapped his palms and exclaimed.

"Why doesn't it matter? The value of these five cents has increased by six billion times to three billion dollars. If you think about it, is that true?"

Nan'er thought about it, and it was really so. That's three cents, and that's a surprising answer.

"I can't imagine that five cents is so powerful!"

"Nan'er, do you still think five cents is less?"

Nan'er hurriedly shook her head and said in denial.

"No, five cents is a lot. The amount of money that three billion ordinary people can't spend in a lifetime is really astronomical for them. ”

Wang Bo completely fooled Nan'er stupidly, about the value of five cents, this question made her dizzy, and she couldn't make a judgment.

Nan'er thought about it, and always felt that something was wrong, after all, how could five cents become so powerful.

It's more powerful than a hundred dollars, which really confuses me.

Wang Bo didn't dare to let Nan'er think deeply, she was afraid that the system mother who had thought clearly about the problem would be angry, and she would directly tear herself up alive. Directly change the topic, start arranging the next exhortation advertisement, arrange the lines in advance, and rehearse them briefly first, so as not to wait for the goofs and be scolded by the director and editor for being stupid.

"Nan'er, let's not discuss the five-cent stalk, okay?

Nan'er was puzzled, isn't the five-cent stalk supposed to be valuable? Then why should the reader send the blade? Is it to let the host practice the knife?