national idol

Chapter 81
"What 200?"

Seeing Ding Sicheng's tongue-tied expression, Hu Huijuan, who didn't know why, became anxious.

Ding Sicheng glanced at her blankly, then pressed the speakerphone with trembling hands.

Ding Ning's voice immediately spread through the inferior knock-off speakers in the mobile phone: "...after tax deduction, there are only more than 170 million left. Dad, don't believe me, now is the Internet age, and there are many ways to make money online. It can be regarded as following the trend. 200 million is just the beginning, and I will make more money."

With such a huge figure of 200 million, Ding Sicheng couldn't believe that Ding Ning could earn it in one year.

You know, Ding Ning is only 20 years old and just a junior in college this year.

At such an age, can you earn 200 million a year?

The children of other families may have this possibility, but his own children have been watched by him day after day, so he can't believe it.

But it's true that Ding Ning sent them 100 million. If Ding Ning didn't get that much money, how could he send him 100 million? No matter how unbelievable it is, Ding Sicheng can only choose to believe it.

After only listening to this passage, she didn't understand what was going on at all, and felt that the matter was very serious. Hu Huijuan quickly snatched the phone from Ding Sicheng, and asked anxiously: "Ning, tell mom again, what's going on?" ?”

Ding Ning explained patiently: "I do live broadcasts on the Internet, mainly singing for the audience on the Internet. The company gives me 200 million yuan a year. After deducting taxes, there are more than 170 million left. The 100 million I sent to my dad is just like that. Come, because I still have room to use the money, so I didn’t remit all of it to you.”

After hearing what was going on, Hu Huijuan was also taken aback.

Making money by singing songs online?
200 million a year, even if you go up the mountain to pick up leaves, you can't pick them up.

However, compared to Ding Sicheng, she reacted and accepted faster.

She thinks that Ding Ning should have become an Internet singer. Isn't it very popular recently? What about "Zhao Hai" and "Thousands of Charms"? These two are Internet singers. Their songs can be heard all over the street now. His family The shampoo shop not far across the street puts it on every day, which is very noisy.

It shouldn't be a problem to earn 200 million yuan a year for the songs that you can hear everywhere. Ding Ning thinks that's what he did.

Of course, she would not compare Ding Ning with Zhao Hai, what she thought of was Ye Di: "Are you a star like Ye Di?"

The mother obviously thought much faster than the father. No wonder the memory is full of scenes of the father being hanged and beaten by the mother. Ding Ning smiled: "The star is not yet, and I can't compare with Ye Di. However, in terms of making money, I am now Definitely not worse than her."

"You make so much money a year, it should be because you sang a very popular song, tell mom what your name is."

Since she can't compare with Ye Di, but makes more money than Ye Di, Hu Huijuan finds it hard to understand.

But she doesn't have time to care about this now, what she wants to know is why Ding Ning earns so much money a year.

If there are any popular songs, there really isn’t one. I guess my mother must have misunderstood him and mistook him for an online singer. Ding Ning thought for a while and said, “Mom, why don’t you go to Auntie’s house, I’ll start a live broadcast right away. , you’ll know what’s going on after watching it. I’ll call my aunt later and teach her how to watch my live broadcast.”

It was nearly eight o'clock, whether it was early or late, in normal times, Hu Huijuan would not want to disturb her sister at this point.

After all, her sister Hu Huilan's family is well-off, and her brother-in-law Li Jianbo is the director of the Wenping County Finance Bureau. He is considered a high-ranking figure in Wenping County.

But now, she can't control so much.

I really want to know what is going on to make Ding Ning earn so much money, Hu Huijuan hurriedly lifted the quilt, got up to get the clothes hanging on the hanger beside the bed, and said, "Okay, I will go to your aunt now Home. You can call auntie, mom will hang up first. "

After some conversation, I found that communication was not as difficult as I imagined. Ding Ning felt at ease. He replied in a relaxed mood: "Well, you and Dad will have a look first, and I will call you when the time comes. If you see me It's live, send me a text message, and I'll know."

"Okay, then mom hangs up first."

"Ah."

……

Hearing the "beep" hang-up tone from the other end of the phone, confirming that his mother had hung up the phone, Ding Ning immediately called his aunt Hu Huilan in this world.

It was Hu Huilan who answered the phone. Ding Ning didn't say that he made money from live broadcasting, but only said that he had become an Internet anchor and was going to start a live broadcast soon. His parents wanted to come and watch.

My family bought a computer more than four years ago, and I am an accountant, so I have to use computers on a daily basis. Hu Huilan can be regarded as a half-time Internet user.

She doesn't know anything about webcasting, though.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's just that she sleeps in bed for a while, and then gets up to do some inexplicable things, she complains somewhat.

She didn't show her dissatisfaction, after all, they were all relatives, so she still had to help.

After some inquiries, I learned that as long as I open the live broadcast webpage, I can watch the live broadcast. Like Hu Huijuan, she was watching "No Love, No Joy", she got up reluctantly, went to the study, turned on the computer, and pressed Ding Ning's The instructions found the Douyou website.

Informed Hu Huilan of her live broadcast room number, confirmed that she had found her live broadcast room, and agreed with her. After refreshing the webpage in a minute, Ding Ning thanked Hu Huilan, hung up the phone, and immediately started the live broadcast.

"Ouch!" According to Ding Ning's words, after waiting for a while and refreshing the webpage, Hu Huilan was startled.

What's going on, the webpage is full of words as dense as mosquitoes, which made her dizzy.

computer is broken?

Impossible, it was fine just now.

Thinking secretly, frowning and looking carefully, Hu Huilan saw some clues.

She found that these words seemed to be all addressed to Ding Ning, that is, the content...

What are these things, "Hubby, what's up", "Hubby, I've been waiting for you for a long time", "Hubby, fuck me", there are countless words, and everyone is shameless. Yes, I blush.

"Indecent stuff."

Cursing in a low voice, she frowned and watched patiently for a while, she found that the live broadcast was actually quite interesting.

Just like in the video, Ding Ning said something with a smiley face over there, and the audience communicated with him in floating words, which was very interesting.

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of the number of viewers at the bottom right of the video, ouch, there are a lot of people, 134 million.

Is this the number of people who watched the live broadcast on the entire website, or the number of people who watched Ding Ning's live broadcast?
Hu Huilan couldn't figure it out for a while, but she thought it was quite new, so she wanted her husband to come and see it, so she raised her voice, and shouted in the direction of the bedroom, "Li Jianbo, come here quickly."

"Come on, come on, don't shout."

How could Li Jianbo not be curious about calling his wife to get up and tinker with the computer late at night.

When Hu Huilan called him, he had already dressed and left the bedroom.

"What is this, why is it so flowery?"

Quickly walked into the study, walked to Hu Huilan, looked down, only saw the full screen of words and the blurred figure of Ding Ning, feeling very dazzling, Li Jianbo hastily turned his head to avoid it, and rubbed his eyes.

"It's out of date, live broadcast, Ding Ning made it."

"Why are there so many words that people can't read clearly." Squinting his eyes slightly, and looking at the monitor again, Li Jianbo still felt that there were too many words to read, it was too dazzling.

"It's from the audience, I'll give it a try."

Seeing a sending message box similar to QE on the right side of the video, Hu Huilan typed out the words "Come on, Ding Ning, aunt and uncle are watching you" and pressed the send button.

"Non-registered users cannot send barrage, please register first."

"It's forced." She typed so many words in vain, but she couldn't send it. Hu Huilan slapped the mouse heavily, and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

(End of this chapter)