After listening to the third time, Ding He became convinced and called directly to inform Xiao Chen that he had no objection to the sample made by Master Lu.

After confirming the sample, Ding He walked out of the bedroom and found that his parents were sitting on the sofa, watching TV. The food on the table was not collected, but instead covered it with a bowl.

"I finally got it out, are you done?" My mother said with concern when she saw Ding He coming out, "The food is still left for you, it should be hot, you can try it! If it doesn't work, mom will warm you up!"

Listening to his mother's words and looking at the food covered on the dining table, Ding He felt warm in his heart. He came to the dining table, took a deep breath, and while eating the food, he said to his mother: "It's very good, it's still hot!"

"What happened just now? Is it done?" My father looked at Ding He who was having a meal and asked with concern.

"It's done! Forgot something in the morning!" Ding He said happily to his parents while eating, "My parents, let me tell you good news, your son is going to release an album!"

"Open an album?" After hearing this, my mother was stunned for a moment and repeated.

"What a joke?" The father also didn't believe it and looked at Ding He and said.

"My parents, really! Why don't you believe it? It was the company phone call just now, and I asked me to confirm the album sample!" Ding He felt very hurt inside, but his parents didn't believe it, and explained loudly, "If you don't believe it, you can look at your phone!"

"Take it to me and see!" The mother still didn't believe it and said to Ding He.

Ding He felt that he had received a critical hit of 10,000 points. When it comes to this, his mother didn't believe it. Ding He directly opened Weiyu, found out the six recorded songs, and handed them to his mother.

My mother still didn't believe it. She clicked on the song and complained to Ding He: "I fooled my father and you again! Your father and I have watched your live broadcast, and we have all heard this song!"

"Mom, my real mom! You won!" Ding He was really helpless. After all, the ep has not been released yet. He said helplessly, "If you don't believe it, I have no choice! You will know in a few days!"

The mother smiled and warned Ding He: "If you like live broadcasts, do it well, don't think about it!"

My father was standing aside and said, "Yes, if you like it, do it well! If you don't like it, come back!"

"Dad, mom, I understand!" Ding He felt helpless. It was obviously true, but why didn't he believe it.

After dinner, Ding He brushed the dishes and chopsticks before returning to his room. He assembled the live broadcast equipment first and cleaned up the room simply.

Now that I have returned home, Ding He feels it is quite inconvenient. Although he has a separate bedroom, the place is quite small, less than 20 square meters. There is not much space in the bedroom except for the table, bed, and wardrobe.

Although I have lived in this house since I was a child and have a lot of feelings for it, Na Ding He couldn't help but have the idea of ​​buying a house, not only for live broadcasts, but also for a better life.

However, Ding He also knows himself that in the past six months of live broadcast, although he has made some money and has a deposit of hundreds of thousands of yuan. However, for a house and such real estate, he is still far from being there.

After packing everything, Ding He got free and sat by the bed for a rest. Then he took out his cell phone, opened Weibo, and sent a notice to inform his fans that today's live broadcast would be an hour in advance and make up for the time he had previously owed.

As soon as he climbed the Weibo, Ding He was shocked and thought that his Weibo had been captured again. One by one, comments and reposts were all 99.

Ding He opened it and kept pulling it down, and found that it was the company, which was operating the Internet. He mentioned it yesterday that the name of the album is "Innocence". Most of the comments today mentioned Innocence!

"Come on, anchor, we believe in your innocence! Let's die if you copy the dog!"

"My surname is Ge, let's just plagiarize it, and I'll bite it back! Look at how generous my anchor is! Stay there for a few more years, let's see him!"

"The dirty man is innocent! I don't deserve to be a singer! Wait and see, you will be in a few years!"

"In less than a few years, my surname is Ge, I think you are going to be finished now!"

Maybe it was the hired navy. Many people forwarded the blog post by Ding He yesterday, and many comments mentioned innocence.

Seeing that he entered the hot search of the blog again, and was in the top three, he had already climbed to second place. Ding He could clearly feel that the company was really attentive to the momentum of this album. Thinking of the quality of his six songs and the operation of the company, Ding He was very optimistic about the results of this album.

After reading Weibo, Ding He felt happy and seemed to have seen the scene of the album being sold well. With a 30% share, Ding He seemed to have seen the bills rolling in.

After looking at the time, it was already past five o'clock. Ding He left the bedroom and said to his mother: "Mom, I won't eat lunch! I..."

Before Ding He finished speaking, he was interrupted by his mother: "What's wrong? Lose weight!"

"No, mom! The live broadcast of the New Year's Eve party some time ago was delayed a lot, so I'm going to make up for the time!" Ding He's mother explained, "In order not to endure too late, I'm going to live broadcast for one hour every day!"

"Then you can't stop eating!" When my mother heard this, she said with distress.

"Isn't it late for lunch? I'm not hungry yet!" Ding He smiled and comforted his mother, "I won't say it anymore, mom! The time is coming, I'll prepare and start the live broadcast!"

The mother was a little worried, but she didn't say anything more, and sighed and said, "Oh... I understand!"

Ding He looked at the time and immediately returned to the room at almost half past five, closed the door. He directly connected his phone to the device, made a simple debugging, and turned on the live broadcast of Vibrato.

"Hello, welcome to Ding He's live broadcast room. I am the anchor Ding He. I'm very happy to meet you again!" Ding He said to the fans in the live broadcast room with a smile.

"Haha, one hour in advance, it's enjoyable!"

"I came here when I saw Wei Bo, so I was happy!"

"Idol, that's good! I have to make up for all the delayed live broadcast time! I have to make up for it!"

"He Fans come to report! Come on, come on!"

Due to Ding He’s reminder yesterday, many fans saw Ding He’s notification of blog posts, and if they had time, they came to the live broadcast room in advance. Just now, the number of people online in the live broadcast room has already reached 50,000.

"I originally broadcast live in advance, and thought there wouldn't be too many people, but I didn't expect so many old men to come!" Ding He sat at the desk and said to the live broadcast room, "Thank you for your always support! At the same time, thank you for this plagiarism door, everyone's maintenance of the anchor! Thank you very much!"

Ding He said, pulled open the seat, stood up, and turned around. He bowed sincerely to the live broadcast camera.

The first update is given!!!
Chapter completed!