"Be careful, you are a supreme star with hundreds of millions of fans. If they see you like this, will they be heartbroken?" Qin Hao said speechlessly at this time.
Xia Qing then lay down on Qin Hao's vagina, stretched out and said, "Oh, if you maintain the temperament of a goddess every day, you will get annoyed after a long time!"
"Co-author, are you all pretending?" Qin Hao asked dumbfounded, feeling quite unworthy of her fanatical fans.
"Oh, big stars also have troubles like big stars! To be honest, I really admire you. You do everything out of your own heart, and you are not afraid of anything! I heard that you even rose to the top of the black iron industry because of fighting. Among the stars?”
Qin Hao was a little overwhelmed by Xia Qing's praise, but after a while he realized something was wrong. When he looked at Xia Qing again, he was already a little sleepy.
"Hey, Miss Xia, do you want to listen to the story? We are about to go to a wonderful place!"
Qin Hao's face at this time was like a strange man who tricked little Lolita into looking at a goldfish.
Xia Qing rolled her eyes at this time and said, "Well... I'm sleepy. Let's tell the story tomorrow!"
"Hey, that's my bed! There's only one bed in this room!"
Qin Hao screamed in his heart, but he could only stand up helplessly, put several chairs side by side, and built a temporary bed.
After such a period of tossing, Qin Hao didn't feel much sleepy anymore. He couldn't sleep either, so he simply entered the system. He wanted to see how much his current star value was and whether it was enough for him to learn some skills.
As soon as Qin Hao opened the system interface, his attributes appeared on the screen:
Popularity: 1,215,668 points.
Star value: 108642 points.
Star points required for the next upgrade: 891,358 points.
Suddenly, Qin Hao was surrounded by an unprecedented sense of happiness!
In the past, after working so hard for so many days, I only gained a little more than 30,000 stars. Now, after appearing on a CCTV party, my star value increased by nearly 100,000
At the same time, he was also frightened by the number of star points required for the next upgrade of the system. Damn it, 900,000! That means you have to attend at least nine parties of the same level before you can level up!
Damn it, do you think CCTV’s party is just a cabbage, and you can go on it whenever you want
"It seems that we should release more tear-jerking works in the future! Although the radio platform is very close to fans, it has great limitations!"
Qin Hao now has a better understanding of this superstar rising system.
After sighing for a while, Qin Hao entered the store system. He first bought five bottles of memory potion and spent 7,500 star points.
Suddenly, his attention was attracted by a red rope on the shelf.
He casually clicked on the rope, and an annotation appeared on the screen: "The red line is a semi-reward item randomly added by the system. It is a consumable item. Once used, it will increase the opponent's favor towards the player and intersect with the player's fate. Warning: This item costs 100 star points and may not appear again once used.
After seeing this, Qin Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief. If this thing is inexhaustible, doesn't it mean that there is no girl in this plane that he can't pick up
Well, this life is too unchallenging!
Although he was thinking this in his heart, he shamelessly exchanged this red line.
Being able to notice this red line at this juncture is God's will.
The fate arranged by God is not enough for you
Can you bear to let the fate arranged by God go to waste
Qin Hao logged out of the system, walked carefully to his bedside, and shouted softly: "Sister Xia? Sister Xia?"
Suppressing his excitement, Qin Hao looked at Xia Qing's white calf with breathless concentration, and tied the red thread to her calf with slightly trembling fingers.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Qin Hao carefully looked at her pretty face and found that she had no reaction. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly tied the other end of the red thread to his ankle.
Suddenly a red light flashed, and the red thread that had been helped gradually disappeared. Qin Hao had an inexplicable illusion in his heart that his life would be bound to the woman in front of him countless times.
After doing all this, Qin Hao returned to his chair and sat down on the bed with relief. He closed his eyes as soon as he lay down.
"Bang!"
Qin Hao had a particularly sweet sleep this time, but his sleep had always been relatively light. Although the sound of the door closing was very soft, he still opened his eyes.
Looking at his chest, Xia Qing was no longer there, and Qin Hao felt a sense of loss for no reason. It seemed that the door knock just now was indeed caused by her leaving. Qin Hao walked quickly to the window and happened to see the goddess's leaving figure.
Of course, by this time, he had already put on the wig and sunglasses. At this time, although there were many pedestrians coming and going in the community, no one recognized her.
Qin Hao sat in front of his desk with a sense of loss, only to find a piece of white paper on the desk, with two lines of beautiful small characters written on it:
"Qin Hao, thank you, thank you for your story, thank you for the Yangzhou fried rice. This is the happiest day I have ever had in a while. I will come to you again in the future. Remember to tell me stories! Next This is my private number. If you need anything, call me. In this circle, my words still have some weight!"
Below this paragraph is a string of phone numbers.
Qin Hao glanced to the side and found a hairpin lying quietly on the bedside. Qin Hao vaguely remembered that she seemed to be wearing this hairpin at yesterday's party.
Qin Hao took out his phone and dialed the goddess's private number. As soon as the call was connected, he heard Xia Qing's somewhat lazy voice: "Who is it?"
"Uh, it's me, Qin Hao! Your hairpin was left at my house. Would you like to come over and get it?"
"Really? Maybe I forgot when I put on the hood. It doesn't matter, I'll give this to you. Do you think it's appropriate to wear it?"
After saying that, she smiled and hung up the phone.
At this time, Qin Hao was also a little confused, so he casually put the hairpin in his pocket.
As soon as Qin Hao finished washing, his mother called: "Qin Hao, pack up quickly and come home. I made your favorite braised pork to celebrate your becoming a black iron star! By the way, you Grandma and the others are also here, and many neighbors are also here to visit, and they just want to see you!"
Qin Hao could picture his mother's proud look through the phone, and he couldn't help laughing for a moment.