Weird: You call this a daily anchor?

Chapter 193 Is The Company Worth Its Loss?

"I didn't expect that the promotion of my anchor level would bring so many benefits... Doesn't it mean that the higher the level of my live broadcast in the future, the less points I need to buy props!"

Licking his lips, Du Haoyang checked the live broadcast points needed to advance to level three.

[lv3: accumulatively obtained 5 live broadcast points]

"It's [-] points higher than Level [-]... It seems that we will have to work for a while."

Du Haoyang currently has accumulated 21744 live broadcast points, and there is still a short gap of 3 points before being promoted to lv[-].

Touching his nose, Du Haoyang put aside this unrealistic idea, turned his head and continued to look back at the mall interface.

He didn't forget that he wanted to exchange some props to deal with the problem that the mask could not be used and other props were not powerful enough.

"First make up for other props... I think I still have ten lottery draws that I haven't used... Let's see if I can get some good things..."

But that being said, in fact, Du Haoyang didn't have much hope for this lottery package.

I can vividly remember how dark my face was from the previous ten consecutive slaps, and I even picked a few out of them, thank you for your patronage!

I don't know whether to say that my face is black, or that there is too much water in the prize pool of the lottery.

Adhering to the principle that as long as you don't hold out hope, you won't be disappointed, Du Haoyang found the ten lottery draws that he had just put in the backstage of his anchor.

[Confirm the lottery draw? 】

Pressing the confirmation button without hesitation, the animation of the lottery draw flashed quickly on the screen in front of Du Haoyang, which was not there before, and it seemed that the software had been updated.

【恭喜你！你获得了：供香x2；红烛x1；纸元宝x1；爆竹x1；求生伞绳x1；符纸（黄）x2；谢谢惠顾x1；金币（10）x1】

Du Haoyang glanced down the list, and the more he looked, the more excited he looked.

"This... this is simply a blood diamond! Is this company going to lose money?"

Du Haoyang's face was full of disbelief, and he reconfirmed several times that he was not mistaken.

"Why did you get so many good things for me this time?"

"Although there is still a thank you for your patronage, the quality of other props is much better than before. There are even gold coins that appear after level two, although there are only 10 of them..."

"Could it be that I suddenly changed my luck?"

Shaking his head, Du Haoyang was noncommittal about his thoughts, he never had any hope for his own luck.

"It should be because I have been promoted to level two and the prize pool has expanded... Anyway, this is a good thing."

After rubbing his hands, Du Haoyang was very excited when he saw the latest props in the warehouse.

Not to mention anything else, just the paper ingots, firecrackers, and umbrella strings, which Du Haoyang couldn't be cruel enough to buy before.

[Paper Yuanbao: Money can make ghosts turn the millstone, if not, it can only mean that the money is not enough - 1500 points]

[Survival paracord: live broadcast outside, a roll of life-saving paracord is indispensable - 1500 points]

And
[Firecrackers: Flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year --- 3500 points]

These three props add up to a full value of [-] points!

Not to mention the small props that were not counted, the income from this lucky draw may be more than the sum of Du Haoyang's previous two live broadcasts!
Not to mention the usage of the props, just looking at the price, you know that their strength will definitely not be low.

Suppressing his excitement, Du Haoyang exchanged two incense sticks, two pieces of photo paper, and a red candle again.

Just when he wanted to check how to use his newly acquired powerful props, Du Haoyang suddenly thought of a question.

"Wait...how can I take back so many things...and my prop usage guide is still at home..."

Du Haoyang froze in place.

……

"Drip-drip-drip-"

The familiar beep sound echoed in You Shiyi's ears, and the next second, he woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and struggled to get up.

But the tingling in his limbs and torso made him give up the idea.

"Huh...huh..."

After taking a few breaths, You Shiyi turned his neck slightly, looked at the surrounding environment, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"are you back?"

He let out a long sigh, last night's experience was like a dream, or an extremely real nightmare.

At this moment, where Youshiyi comes into view, there are walls intertwined with white and light blue.

Apparently, he is now lying on the hospital wall.

The sound of beeps that woke him up just now came from the instrument placed next to him.

"are you awake?"

From the other side of the bed where I was lying, came a very tired voice.

The voice was old and lifeless, so You Shiyi couldn't tell who was talking for a while.

After moving his body vigorously, You Shili saw the man's face clearly.

It was his seventh senior brother.

However, although it looked like that person was Seventh Senior Brother, his expression, manner and tone were nothing like it.

It was as if a stranger lived in the body of Seventh Senior Brother.

In Youshiyi's memory, although Seventh Senior Brother is much older than himself, he is always optimistic and open-minded, with a ruddy complexion, not like an old man at all, just like an old urchin.

But the current appearance has a bit of an old taste in it.

It's as if you've aged decades overnight.

"Brother?"

Daoist You Qi nodded, seeing that You Shiyi had almost woken up, he sighed and sat down slowly.

"Just wake up... just wake up!"

silence.

For a while, neither of them spoke, their expressions were very gloomy, as if they didn't know where to start.

Looking at Taoist Master Youqi's expression, the words You Shiyi wanted to ask stuck in his mouth, he didn't know what to say, thought for a moment, and was about to speak.

"That...in Paradise..."

"Little Eleven, big brother, he's gone..."

You Shiyi's words stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't utter another word.

His eyes stared straight at Daoist You Qi's face, as if he wanted to see some sign that Senior Brother Qi was joking with him as usual.

But he knew in his heart that although Brother Qi likes to joke, he would never use this to...

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, no matter how badly he was injured last night, You Shiyi never cried, but now he couldn't help it.

"How... how?"

You Shiyi's voice trembled, and he could hardly speak a complete sentence.

Compared with his senior brothers, You Shiyi's age can be regarded as a disciple, or even a generation of disciples' disciples. The reason why he is now called a senior brother with You Qi is because he is valued by the senior brothers and accepts apprentices on behalf of the master.

And it was taught jointly by several brothers and sisters.

In his view, these brothers and sisters are his family first, and then his teachers.

Not to mention, before graduating from university, although Youshiyi had been familiar with it, he did not learn this knowledge in depth.

Moreover, the senior brother also said before that it has been a long time since we met, and this business trip has a good gathering...

Memories of previous scenes flashed in his mind, You Shiyi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He asked slowly again.

"Senior Brother Seven, what happened last night?"

(End of this chapter)