Ten minutes later.

Wang Huan and Song Lei's call ended.

As the president of the student union, Song Lei's speaking level is not comparable to Wang Huan, just a few words made Wang Huan accept 80,000 yuan in appearance fees.

[Congratulations to the host for earning 80,000 yuan.] 】

The system showed off a wave of presence at the right time.

On the phone, Wang Huan and Song Lei agreed that he would sing three of his original songs at the party.

The finale!

"It's the finale again, this time it won't be a replacement for Hu Lei, right?"

Wang Huan laughed to himself.

It is only now that the University invited him as the finale guest of the graduation party, and it is obvious that the original invited guests have changed. So Wang Huan maliciously guessed that the guest invited by the Normal University was Hu Lei, but Hu Lei didn't go again, and Song Lei came to invite him in desperation?

More than ten minutes later, Wang Huan returned to the bedroom.

"Now that my reputation has reached 15310, it's time to draw another wave. ”

System, bring up the Properties panel. ”

As he spoke, a blue virtual screen appeared in front of him.

【

Name: Huan Wang

Status: Student

Occupation: Singer (tentative)

Prestige: 15310

Props: None

Draw: 1000 Fame once

Heart: 90000

Marketplace: Not enabled

Mission: Mission 3 (in progress)

】

Wang Huan fell into silence for a long time, and when he saw the numbers on the attribute panel, he had a faint sense of foreboding.

I don't know how long it took.

He took a deep breath and asked, "System, why did the love value suddenly become 90,000?"

The system's voice was as aloof as ever.

[The host's income today is 100,000, and according to the ratio of 1 to 9, the host can get 10,000, and the remaining 90,000 will be filled with love points. 】

A one-to-nine split?

What the hell is this?

Wang Huan hurriedly opened the WeChat wallet.

The original balance of 100,000 yuan has become 10,000 yuan at some point!

He swallowed: "System, can you explain it?......"

The system did not respond.

"Then you have to explain the role of love points, right? Otherwise, the 90,000 yuan I got will somehow become 90,000 love points, which is a bit difficult for anyone to accept. ”

A moment passed.

The system finally appeared.

[The money obtained by the host through the life system, the system will extract ninety percent to do public welfare activities, and the money for public welfare will be converted into love value. As for what kind of public welfare, the host will know when his life reaches a certain height. 】

“......”

Although Wang Huan did not approve of the system's behavior of deducting his money privately, he had no choice but to admit it for the sake of the system's public welfare.

"What's the use of love? It's just a representation of how much money I have contributed to public welfare?"

He continued.

The system is silent.

"Forget it, I'll figure it out on my own in the future. system, I want a lottery!"

When the system ejects the large turntable.

He pressed the draw button hard.

[Unfortunately, you didn't win any prizes!]

[Unfortunately, you didn't win any prizes!]

[Unfortunately, you didn't win any prizes!]

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained an emotional talent boost, which can make the singing voice enhance the emotion.] 】

[Unfortunately, you didn't win any prizes!]

[Unfortunately, you didn't win any prizes!]

[Congratulations to the host, get a Combat Skill Book (Elementary), +1 after use]

[Unfortunately, you didn't win any prizes!]

......

After drawing ten times in a row, Wang Huan won two items.

"Emotional talent is still a bit useful, what is a fighting technique?"

Nowadays, it is a society with a legal system, and no matter how hard the fist is, it is not as good as a three-inch tongue. A book on combat is not as practical as a book on eloquence.

There was disappointment in his eyes.

It took 10,000 prestige, but none of them drew the parallel world song he longed for.

"The system is right, now the probability of the lottery has really become very low. ”

Seeing that there were only more than 5,000 prestige left, Wang Huan had no choice but to stop the lottery.

"I'll have to keep some reputation on hold and I can't gamble fearlessly, because everything in the mall needs reputation to buy. It is estimated that there are a lot of good things in the mall, and if the mall opens by then, and I don't have the prestige to buy, it will be depressing. ”

Wang Huan felt that he still had a lot of self-control.

Otherwise, he would not refuse Qiao Qiqi's transfer of 100,000 yuan.

Thinking of Qiao Qiqi, he suddenly remembered that Qiao Qiqi seemed to have asked him if he had Weibo today.

"Weibo?"

Wang Huan has never played Weibo.

Today's Weibo has basically become an interactive place for celebrities and fans to communicate, and as a teenager who does not chase stars, Weibo has no attraction to him.

But now it's different, after having a life system, he is destined to reach the pinnacle of life.

How can such a person not have a microblog? How can he not open a microblog?

Just do what you say.

He downloaded the Weibo APP for the first time and quickly registered a Weibo ID: I am Wang Huan.

Because Wang Huan's name was registered, he could only add the word "I am" in front of his ID name.

However, he has not yet been able to pass the official certification of Weibo.

It looks like it's just a passerby.

After groping for a while, I posted the first Weibo in my life.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Huan. ”

It's a pity that it doesn't even have the slightest popularity.

"It's too lonely, and I have to find a way to increase my followers. ”

Of course, it is impossible for him to buy zombie fans like some celebrities, and he disdains to cheat.

He has heard of some celebrities, in order to attract attention, to buy tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of fans. However, the Weibo posted by these celebrities only has a pitiful hundreds of likes and dozens of comments, which are in vain and laughing generously.

This kind of self-slapping in the face, he doesn't know how those stars did it.

Wang Huan didn't want to take care of it, and he couldn't take care of it.

Now he's only thinking about how to increase his following base — and of course, live fans.

What can be done?

Wang Huan's eyes rolled and he had an idea.

He immediately typed the word "seven-seven" into the search box on Weibo.

Several search results came out in an instant.

And the first place was taken by a Weibo account called "Anchor Qiqi".

Wang Huan looked at the avatar, it was Qiao Qiqi himself.

He guessed very accurately, Qiao Qiqi really had Weibo.

Click in and take a look, good guys! Weibo has more than 1.3 million followers, a proper big V number!

He quickly @anchor Qiqi, and wrote: Qiqi, I'm Wang Huan, this is my new Weibo, please take care of me in the future.

......

......

Qiqi is still barbeconcuzzing in a thousand paper cranes.

After Wang Huan left, the popularity of her live broadcast room dropped rapidly, but it still remained at about six million, three times higher than usual.

At this time, she happened to drink a 500ml cup of draft beer in one gulp at the instigation of netizens.

She burped and said boldly to the live broadcast room: "Lao Tie, just ask you anchors 6 or 6?" I dare to say, even if it is a boy, it is difficult for a few to be able to finish 500 ml of beer in one sip!"

The barrage exploded.

"Seventy-seven iron-blooded real man!"

", Qiqi is handsome, what should I do if my wife wants to marry you?"

"Qiqi, come to a chest crush boulder. ”

"After drinking 500ml of beer in one sip, without ventilation, it blinded my titanium alloy dog eyes!"

"Super tube, there are people here who drink live streaming. ”

"Qiqi, connect Brother Huan, I haven't heard Brother Huan sing for an hour, and I feel so confused in life. ”

“......”

Qiqi was a little drunk and hazy, and she grinned and said, "Brother Huan is running, and I can't connect it." But don't worry, Qiqi will go to Lin University tomorrow to find him. I'm a little tired tonight, so I won't talk to you, I'm going to go on the air, 88, everyone. ”

She was about to turn off the stream.

Weibo's prompt sounded, and someone @ her.

Another phone, of course.

Usually she ignores this voice, but there are so many people in Aite that she can't even see it. But now Qiqi is about to go off the air, and he drank a sip of wine just now and his head was a little dizzy, so Qiqi clicked on the Weibo message.