The Strongest Son-in-law of Entertainment

"Because the rewards are random, the system cannot guarantee the quality of the rewards received by the host."

Hearing the system's response, Ye Fan was speechless for a while, but he didn't take it to heart when he thought that he still had nine chances to draw the lottery.

Then Ye Fan said again in his mind:

"Then take another shot!"

As soon as the words fell, the lottery screen in Ye Fan's mind reappeared. After turning for three or two seconds, it stopped, and then the system sounded.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, I got a mention of toilet paper, the reward has been placed in a locker, please check it in time."

Hearing the system's voice, Ye Fan's face darkened.

toilet paper?

It's not as good as [-] yuan. How can the quality of the rewards obtained by the lottery be getting worse and worse?

With the doubts in his heart, Ye Fan did not go to the system to argue this time, but spoke directly.

"Pick again!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a rice cooker, the reward has been placed in a locker, please check it in time!"

"Pick again!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a pan, the reward has been placed in a locker, please check it in time!"

"Pick again!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a sports suit. The reward has been placed in a locker. Please check it in time!"

"Pick again!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting..."

"smoke!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."

"smoke!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."

"smoke!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."

Hearing the sound of the system in his mind, Ye Fan's face no longer showed a trace of expression.

Nine of the ten lottery chances have been drawn, and there is only one chance left.

And compared to the things drawn these nine times, there is no reward worth more than [-] yuan!

This system, I don't even want to give it to me for two hundred yuan!

Thinking like this, Ye Fan almost thought that before he crossed, did he go to Africa for a turn, or would his luck in the lottery be worse than carbon?

Hope to see something for the last time.

Although there is no hope in my heart, I keep this opportunity and I don't need it for nothing.

Then Ye Fan spoke to the system in his mind.

"I still have one chance to draw a lottery, right?"

"Correct!"

Hearing the system's response, Ye Fan immediately said:

"lottery!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's mind once again showed that the lottery screen began to rotate.

For some reason, now that Ye Fan saw the screen of the lottery, he didn't like it at all.

After three or two seconds, the picture stopped, and then the sound of the system sounded in my mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the top director skills, the reward has been placed in the locker, please check it in time."

Hearing the system's voice, Ye Fan suddenly came to his senses.

Top directing skills?

So I can already be a director?

Thinking like this, I was about to ask the system for the specific content of this skill in my mind, when a voice sounded in my ear.

"Have you finished writing?"

Yang Mi stood beside Ye Fan and asked.

After Yang Mi left in the morning, she went straight back to her room and watched the update of the fight, and then she felt sleepy.

It may be because when filming, it was too energy-consuming, which caused Yang Mi to lack sleep, and slept until more than [-] o'clock in the afternoon.

After waking up, there was a sound of protest from her stomach, touching her stomach, Yang Mi got out of bed and walked towards the living room.

After walking to the living room, seeing Ye Fan leaning on the sofa, Yang Mi spoke to Ye Fan.