I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 19 One shot and three shots, millions of fans begged for a count

Yan Jiu stood up solemnly.

Accompanied by blood spots that are as bright as flowers.

She is like a champion athlete.

Facing the audience on the left, bowing slightly to the audience on the right, and facing the audience in front.

It's like being surrounded by onlookers.

Witness the whole system: […]

It is the attic with a good view.

The season of falling flowers meets "package" again.

It mourns for the python.

System: Being able to add a touch of color to the 99 cloakroom is the retribution for your many crimes... Ah bah, it's luck, so, first seven, please find the right creditor!Amen! ! !
Yan Jiu cleaned the yard overnight.

Just to clean Beihai 4th Street.

soon.

The day crowds out the night.

After Yan Jiu woke up.

It was found that the number of her fans increased by leaps and bounds.

Quite a trend to enter the million.

Yan Jiu didn't understand why.

Open the background.

I found a bunch of comments that shocked my mother.

【Jiu Ye, you are my own father, I will never dare to question you again, may I know how to babble? 】

[I just want to know where my true destiny is~ Master Jiu can let me do the math, I have money! 】

【Willing to spend huge sums of money, begging for a settlement. 】

【+1! 】

【+10068! 】

[+ ID number! 】

After Yan Jiu broadcasted it.

Netizens who witnessed the Taro Ball incident.

Browse Yan Jiu's account.

Some sharp-eyed netizens.

It was discovered that Yan Jiu's watch list had removed the "Little Custard Bun with Taro Balls" and two more anchors.

They followed the network cable to find the "Five-Star Inspector" who was already Ga and the "Erha of the Ancient Ancient Realm" who was Ga.

that moment.

Those who were afraid of Yan Jiu and those who were not afraid of Yan Jiu were silent. They followed Yan Jiu silently and quit Yan Jiu's account.

I'm afraid it's a step too late.

Yan Jiu paid attention back.

have to say.

Yan Jiu is the only female anchor on the entire network who doesn't want to interact with each other, not one of them.

And Yan Jiu, who was begged by the whole network, didn't know that she was picking up plastic bottles with a snakeskin bag that was actually a snakeskin bag.

System: [What is the host's intention? 】

Yan Jiu, who had an empty wallet, said, "If you don't have one, you're poor."

She also bought breakfast this morning and found out that she had no money to pay the bill.

After swiping three bank cards, I finally settled with the breakfast boss for 8 yuan.

Almost regarded as an old Lai who eats the overlord's meal.

Yan Jiu was never rich in her previous life, but she was not poor enough to pick up trash for a living. There was always a day when she would run out of bottles. She felt that she really needed a way to make money.

System: [The host can obtain the gratitude value of the family members of the deceased by accepting orders.The gratitude value can be recovered by the system and given back to the host in the form of points, and the points can be exchanged for things in shopping malls, including contemporary currency... Why doesn't the host speak? 】

Yan Jiu couldn't laugh, she had a dark face: "Why are you talking about such an important matter now?"

System: [No, didn't you say that? 】

Yan Jiu grinned grimly.

Stomp on a soda can.

system:【……】

It felt that it should be the one Yan Jiu wanted to step on!

Yan Jiu smiled: "You'd better give me some points now, immediately, immediately."

System: [The host did not accept the order, it is not in compliance...]

Looking at Yan Jiu's smile became brighter.

A system that is flexible and stretchable immediately shows that it has private house points, which are all accumulated through cooperation with the hosts of past generations.

System: [However, the rules of recycling → exchange cannot be changed, the host needs to sacrifice a little. 】

Yan Jiu half-closed his eyes: "Huh?"

System: [Plastic bottle cans are very good! 】

System panel: [Ding! The recycling price of "worn out cans" is 1 point. Does the host recycle 54 plastic bottles and 13 cans? 】

1 points?

Who do you look down on!
Without further ado, Yan Jiu ordered to recycle.

no way.

She is such a thrifty housekeeper and never refuses anyone who comes.

All 67 points were exchanged into banknotes by Yan Jiu.

There was a huge sum of 67 yuan in his pocket.

Yan Jiu suddenly gained confidence.

Even mineral water is willing to buy two dollars.

Yan Jiu was carrying snacks in one hand and a snakeskin bag in the other. While walking and eating, she saw a few people standing at the door of the attic.

She pretended to be passing by.

Ask casually.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Find Yan Jiu."

Yan Jiu: "..."

Since coming into this world.

She never cheated again.

There shouldn't be enemies coming to the door, right?

Yan Jiu was about to pass by her door.

I was stopped by a woman in her 30s.

Yan Jiu: "..." Blame me for being too dazzling, I was recognized by people!

for the next half hour.

Yan Jiu received the first business order.

It was the old man that Yan Jiu had prophesied on the funeral wholesale street before, and the one who came to her was not an enemy, but a family member of the client.

Yan Jiu pursed his lips and said, "My condolences."

Grandpa and granddaughter: "If grandpa really goes to find grandma, we as juniors will naturally be happy for him."

Yan Jiu: "Then you can rest assured and be happy."

The old man's granddaughter heard the implication of Yan Jiu's words, and she always stayed away from ghosts and gods.

But the family sells funeral supplies, and over time, she has been influenced a lot by her ears and eyes.

Plus Yan Jiu's deeds on the Internet.

Qi Xiaolin, grandson and granddaughter of the old man: "Boss Yan, Master Yan, can we meet again at the first seven o'clock of grandpa's first seven?"

She still has a lot to say to grandpa.

If it wasn't for her willfulness.

I won't go home to visit grandpa this summer vacation.

Qi Xiaolin still remembers a bag of fragrant pears given to her by her grandfather before leaving home after the new year.

whether.

Was that a sign of separation?

Qi Xiaolin couldn't let go of it at all.

Even grandpa left with a smile.

Yan Jiu thought seriously: "Wait until I see if I can get through the relationship with the underworld, and then I will contact you."

Qi Xiaolin: "..."

Get through what?
What hell?
Is it the underworld I know well?

Yan Jiu received the deposit and bid farewell to several people.

Looking at the attic without the hearse, mortuary, crematorium, and cemetery except for funeral supplies.

Yan Jiu immediately realized the urgency of expanding the site.

Hiring employees is one.

The extension site is two.

But Yan Jiu was too poor.

Whether it is project 1000 or project [-], money is needed to maintain it, and a deposit of [-] is not enough to get between the teeth.

Yan Jiu remembered the half-sold urn before.

She spends 10 minutes.

Design several urn styles.

Started the live broadcast again.

Yan Jiu fixed the mobile phone on the live broadcast stand, held the tablet, and slid her design draft: "Support custom urns, unique, fair price, more discounts when you buy more."

[These flashy lines of the anchor really confuse me. 】

[The drawing is very good, don't draw next time! 】

[Funny.jpg, the same city as the anchor, free shipping is not~]

[Your color scheme is still Barbie pink, God, who would like their urn to be Barbie pink? 】

Yan Jiu looked at his design draft.

Is it abstract and ugly?
Her senior brother often praised her for her talent in painting.

Senior brother will definitely not lie to her.

It must be that these people do not understand aesthetics!
Feeling guilty from the bottom of his heart, Yan Jiu buckled down the tablet and said solemnly: "Our store supports door-to-door delivery, cash on delivery."

[Anchor anchor, can your urn be eaten? 】

[Can the urn play mahjong? 】

[Will it go to the toilet by itself? 】

[I don't use an urn that is not a coffin. 】

[I emo at night, can I talk to it? 】

[Can I return the product if I feel uncomfortable living? 】

[How much is our urn per catty? 】

[Please hang up the link! 】

Yan Jiu looked at all the comments.

Don't understand why it's so unorthodox.

Is she not serious enough?
Doubt is a bamboo stick, firmly nailing Yan Jiu to the grill, turning it over and over again~
(End of this chapter)