"I'll go, you're playing with me!" Ding He yelled at the system angrily.

I saw that the turntable in front of Ding He had stopped, and the turntable pointer pointed to a small grid. There were words in the grid, but it was not the song you wanted, but the words "emotional value 5".

Ding He was so angry that he complained loudly: "You make a fuss with me! I want to draw a song! 100 points of emotion is worth in, and only 5 points are left. You are too unscrupulous!"

The electronic synthesized sound familiar to the system directly explained: "Drip! The host level is too low, and the success rate is low!"

"The level is low, the success rate is low? What is the success rate?" Ding He continued to ask.

"The host level is too low, please explore it yourself!" The system was old-fashioned again, and after saying that, he ignored Ding He.

"My sister, are you Zhou Bapi? You are so unscrupulous! Once you go in and out, only one-twentieth of your unscrupulous system..." Ding He felt angry and cursed at the system.

After muttering for a long time, Ding He felt much better. He gritted his teeth at the system and continued, "System, I want to... continue the lottery!"

"Drip! The lottery starts!" The system sound fell and the turntable rotated rapidly.

"I'm going, I'm going!" Ding He shouted to stop directly, pointing to a grid, with the name of the book in it, and a few words enclosed.

Ding He looked carefully and saw a few words in the title of the book. His mentality exploded and cursed again: "System, are you sick? I want to draw songs! Do you understand the song?"

"Did! Host selection, no designated lottery, the prize is correct!" The system said arrogantly and replied to Ding He.

"Wuwu? You are so big! What the hell is "Be the Best Self"?" Ding He was so angry that he jumped up and scolded, "I'm not stupid. This is this book, okay? I have read it, written by Hu Shi! What I want is a song, do you understand?"

"Did! Host selection, no designated lottery, no error in prizes!" The system repeated arrogantly again.

Ding He was helpless, looking at the remaining emotional value, and directly admitted his guilty words: "Brother, you are my biological brother! I beg you! I really need songs! Aren't you a star development system? Is it good to give you a face?"

"Drip!Drip!Drip..." The system was like half stuck, making a rapid sound. It took a while to return to normal. He said coldly, "The host can consume half of the emotional value and conduct a half-designated work lottery!"

"Semi-designated lottery? What's going on?" Ding He asked.

The system directly explained: "The semi-specified lottery is a lottery for the specified work category!"

"Oh, I just want to draw songs, right?" Ding He understood and urged directly to the system, "Hurry, I want to draw, I want to draw!"

When the system heard Ding He send an order, he said directly: "Drip! The host's emotional value is reduced by half, and the lottery starts!"

Ding He checked the emotional value records in his mind and found that several red records appeared. Work lottery - 100, Work lottery - 100, Emotion value halved - 274, Semi-designated lottery - 100.

"Stop!" Ding He shouted, seeing the turntable, it exploded, "System, you're too crap!"

The turntable pointer stopped and pointed to the grid of "emotional value 8", and Ding He collapsed directly. After spending more than 300 emotional value, he changed to 8 o'clock. It was really a scam.

Looking at the remaining more than 170 emotional points, Ding He felt as if thousands of grass and mud horses were running by, gritting his teeth hard, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Continue to pump!"

"Drip! The lottery starts!"

"Yeah!" Seeing the pointer stopping, Ding He almost cried in the grid of "Flying Higher". It was too difficult to change this song after more than 700 positive emotions.

Before he was excited, Ding He thought of a question and asked the system: "My negative emotions are not worth a hundred! What should I do if I want to draw a lottery?"

The system replied again: "Did! You can convert emotional values! The conversion ratio increases with the level, and the first level ratio is 1:5!"

Ding He bargained and said, "1:5, so expensive? No! The remaining 70 points can be exchanged for more than 10 negative energy! Can it be cheaper!"

It is really embarrassing that the system is too lazy to deal with Ding He! If the system has independent thinking, it must be very regretful. Why did it bind such a strange host? He is irritable, stingy, and stingy. It is a mistake that will bring eternal regret.

Seeing that the system no longer paid attention to him, Ding He shouted for a while and no longer made himself bored. He sat on the bed, sorted out what had just happened, and thought about how to become an internet celebrity. After thinking for a long time, Ding He had a general idea, but after looking at his rental house, it was really not suitable for live broadcasts. Not to mention this small space, just say that the sound insulation is so poor, and when he opens his mouth to sing, he probably can shoot the wall next door to me.

Forget it, it’s important to withdraw money first. Since you want to become famous online, you still have to have equipment. Fortunately, the boss has transferred 10,000 yuan, giving himself the early capital. Although he is reluctant to spend it, he is reluctant to give up his children and cannot trap the wolf. He has to spend it.

After washing, Ding He put on his clothes, went out of the room and headed straight to the bank. He withdrew the money transferred by the boss to the bank card, and withdrew all of them. Looking at the thick stack of Republic coins in his hand, except for the last time in the hospital, he hadn't seen it for a long time, and it had so much money.

With the money, Ding He went straight to Electronic Street in the East District of the city and prepared to buy a decent set of equipment for himself. Although he had good conditions innately, he still needed help. Ding He thought of it in his heart.

"Boss, give me a microphone!" Ding He arrived at Electronic Street, plunged directly into a store, and shouted loudly.

"Microphone? Wired, wireless? Capacitor, dynamic coil, or track?" A middle-aged man stood up from behind the cash register and asked Ding He.

"Capacitor? Dynamic coil? Track?" Ding He was a little confused. There were so many things to pay attention to in the microphone. "That... Boss, I want to do live broadcasts. Look, please recommend it!"

"It turns out that the young man is preparing to broadcast live! It looks really good, it will definitely be popular!" The boss stood up, walked directly to the shelf, took out a beautifully packaged microphone, and smiled at Ding He, "Live broadcast, it must be a capacitor microphone! The diaphragm is thin, it is quite sensitive, and the tone is also good! Show you this, imported microphone, and now those big anchors are using this!"

"Okay, how much does it cost?" Ding He took it, looked at it, and asked.

"It's not expensive, it's only more than 20,000 yuan! Look at the handsome guy, I'll give you a 88% discount and charge you 18,000 yuan!" The boss is very good at doing business and said to Ding He on his own initiative.

I am Zhuzhu, I bring salt for "Entertainment"!!!(*∩_∩*)
Chapter completed!