The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

The system draws a lottery very quickly, and all three places quickly jumped out.

Because of Ye Qiliang's free publicity, the number of people participating in the lottery in the live broadcast room was much higher than before.

It is not too much to say that the three places are one out of a million. The audience who were not selected were complaining, crying and wailing in the pop-up screen.

In addition to the lucky viewers who were drawn by Lemon, the anchor family members who are able to eat the anchor meal at any time.

Su Yayan packed everything up. As soon as she looked up, she saw the lemon essence on the screen. Her eyes turned slightly, and she smiled lightly: "Finally, we will draw another lucky audience as the attending patient for the next live broadcast. The selected audience friend Just send me a recent picture, and I will selectively customize a medicated diet suitable for his physique and send it on the next live broadcast."

Su Yayan has learned from the system before that, the function of "wang" is not only limited to reality, it can still be used online.

In other words, as long as the other party sends a recent picture of himself, Su Yayan can see through the picture his physical condition at the time of taking the picture, and formulate a medicated diet suitable for his physique.

As soon as this proposal came out, the audience who hadn't been drawn rioted again.

[Oh my god, tailor-made medicated diet! What kind of son of heaven must this be? The system hastened to get familiar with me, and begs to win! 】

[The gods and Buddhas are on the sky, the believer is willing to spend her life as a vegetarian in exchange for this time she will win, and I hope the emperor will take care of me, please! ! ! 】

[What's mess upstairs, it's the gods and Buddhas and the emperor of Europe, and I'm not afraid that they will fight. Unlike me, who is very specific, I worship the first dad, and ask the first dad to bless me! 】

【……】

In the barrage, there are countless people praying to God and worshiping the Buddha. No matter how you look at it, there are some big exams, and they have a sense of sight that is temporarily holding Buddha's feet.

The corners of Su Yayan's lips raised slightly, and a lucky audience was quickly drawn out.

Su Yayan glanced at the other party's ID, the expression on her face was blank for a moment, blinked, and stared for a while before she was sure that she was right.

"Ahem, congratulations to this audience friend with the ID name [Nao Gong is a Mediterranean], please post my photo privately after the live broadcast, and the next live broadcast will privately order a medicated meal for you. Today's live broadcast ends here. See you next time."

After Su Yayan finished speaking, she ignored the full screen rushing to the sky, as if she had missed a 100 million viewers, and closed the live broadcast cleanly.

Ye Qiliang was still playing this for the first time, and his reaction was slow. When Su Yayan shut down the live broadcast, he woke up like a dream, and said annoyed, "Why did she leave? What should I do with this? What did she just say, see you next time? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? No, I can’t wait that long..."

Peng Jiazhi knew that the teacher was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Teacher, we can trust her privately."

"Private letters?"

"Private message is..."

Peng Jiazhigang was planning to talk to her teacher about this, but suddenly a message popped up from her chat account.

[Brother, did you see the announcement just made by the research institute? Fuck, what kind of fairy anchor is my fan, and I can even have a relationship with the research institute. Are the materials used in the live broadcast room really so awesome? Even the Research Institute personally stood up and spoke for her. Hahahaha, I laughed to death, the female anchor of the white lotus who touched the porcelain of our home will be afraid to be mad! 】