I really don't want to be famous anymore

Chapter 31
"Congratulations on getting the No. [-] blind box, do you want to open it?"

Ji Xian licked his lips, eager to move, just stretched out his hand, and then hung in the air, his fingertips were a tiny bit away from the system panel.

He put down his hands, turned around and walked into the bathroom. He filled the washbasin with half a basin of water, poured it down a few times and placed it on the dressing table. With the little hand sanitizer left, he washed his hands in an unceremonious manner.

Opening a blind box is such a big event, how can you do it without a sense of ceremony?
Wash your hands and get rid of bad luck, and you will be able to find rare treasures.

Ji Xian thought so in his heart.

He washed his hands carefully, and he could smell the fragrance of roses with every movement of his hands and feet.

Call up the lottery page again, the mysterious blind box is temporarily stored in the warehouse, Ji Xian clicks carefully, the blood in his whole body seems to be surging.

It’s not that he hasn’t opened the blind box before. In his previous life, he bought blind boxes several times when he bought shoes, but he was so unlucky that the shoes he opened were all ordinary things. Since then, he hasn’t touched this thing again.

"Sanqing is on the top, bless me with great luck, come to a good product, I will definitely burn incense for you when I come down, eat fried chicken, and drink beer."

Ji Xian was full of inner drama, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and clicked to open them.

The blind box exploded, colorful fireworks bloomed, a ball of light floated in mid-air, the milky white light gradually became restrained, Ji Xian opened his eyes a little.

At first glance, it is blurry and cannot be seen clearly.

He simply let go of his gaze, and a pile of shit-yellow, strange things that looked like lazy sheep's hair were reflected in his eyeballs.

What is even more surprising is that the treasure is still emitting a faint light.

Glowing shit!
This is the only adjective Ji Xian can think of.

With a muffled snort, his heart was pounding with thunder, his face was as pale as snow, he staggered back and couldn't stand steadily.

What the hell did I get out of this?

With a strong sense of shame, Ji Xian was so angry that he wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

"Go to your mother's blind box. I won't talk about the pitfalls of the previous life. Why can't I get along with me in this life? I swear, if I, Ji Xian, touch you again from now on, my surname will not be Ji."

The voice was sonorous and powerful, full of determination.

"System, get the hell out of here, why would I pull out this kind of thing?"

Ji Xian was furious and questioned loudly.

The system did not make a sound and chose to be silent.

"Whatever system is mentioned in the novel must be a high-quality product. It's all fake and deceiving honest people."

Ji Xian's face was livid, and he stared at the rare treasure in front of him with gloomy eyes. After a long moment of depression, he clicked to check it with trembling fingers.

[Shaping Dan, after eating, you can adjust your body, appearance, etc. to the golden ratio (Note: It is adjusted on the original basis, and the effect is not immediate, but changes in a subtle way.]

After reading the introduction word for word, Ji Xian's eyebrows widened and his expression softened slightly.

This... seems to be a treasure indeed.

But why is it called Shaping Dan?This is obviously Xiang, not round at all.

Resisting the churning in his stomach, Ji Xianman reluctantly took the shaping pill in his hand, pinched his nose with the other free hand, and almost collapsed.

He wanted to swallow the elixir many times, after all, taking it would make him more handsome, who would have trouble with being handsome?

But every time he opened his mouth, he gave up again, not to mention the taste of the shaping pill, the appearance alone is enough to persuade him to quit.

He had no choice but to call for help from the system.

"System, can you change the appearance of this thing for me? You can't ignore the after-sales service."

Perhaps out of guilt, the system agreed to Ji Xian's request and turned the shaping pill into a yellow pill the size of a thumb.

Ji Xian put the elixir in front of his nose and sniffed it. There was no strange smell, just a pure traditional Chinese medicine smell.

He couldn't help but wonder if this was the true appearance of the Shaping Pill. The previous one was deliberately created by the system to disgust him.

After weighing the pill, he didn't bother to ask any more questions, and swallowed it into his stomach.

The elixir melted in the mouth and turned into a trickle flowing to the limbs and bones. Ji Xian felt his bones seemed to be moving and his muscles contracted, which was very strange.

He ran back to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror that was broken in half to carefully observe the changes in his body.

how to say?It's the same as before, except that it's a little bit more handsome, which is slightly invisible.

After opening the treasure chest and drawing the prizes, Ji Xian took a hot shower and changed into a pair of black slacks, a black and white striped sweater, and a jacket marked All Villains.

Energetic!
Taking out his mobile phone, he dialed an unknown number.

After waiting for a few seconds, the call was connected.

"Hey, which one?"

Ji Xian said calmly: "The King of Douyin, the anchor of the king of vibrato, the big demon king, I received your company's signing notice last night, and I want to know more about it."

"Huh? Oh, wait a minute."

A few seconds later, another voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ji Xianji? My name is Cheng Yun, and I'm the staff responsible for the signing of Douyin anchors."

"Yes, I would like to inquire about some matters concerning the signing of the contract. I wonder if Mr. Cheng can talk about it in detail."

Ji Xian sat down on the sofa, picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water into the cup.

When Cheng Yun heard Mr. Cheng's title, he quickly said: "Mr. Ji can call me Xiao Cheng. I'm just a small employee of Douyin Company, and I can't bear the title of Mr. Cheng."

Ji Xian drank his saliva, leaned back, lay on his back on the sofa, raised his legs habitually, lit a cigarette, and said, "No problem, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yun was stunned for a moment before a voice came: "Mr. Ji, what do you want to know about?"

"Gift sharing, anchor tasks, and personal requirements for anchors."

Ji Xian said the remarks he had prepared in advance. He was a celebrity in his previous life, and he knew a little about the signing of network anchors.

At this moment, Cheng Yun, who was in the Douyin headquarters building and was on the phone with Ji Xian, had a look of surprise in his eyes when he heard this.

He took out three contracts from the work cabinet, opened them one by one, and said, "The Douyin anchors are divided into three levels, namely bronze, silver, and gold anchors..."

Only halfway through the conversation, Ji Xian interrupted: "What level can I sign?"

Cheng Yun quickly called up the data since Ji Xian's live broadcast on the computer, briefly glanced at it, and said: "Based on the data from the 24 days since your broadcast started, it is no problem to sign a silver medal."

Ji Xian said indifferently: "What are the conditions for signing the gold medal?"

"There are 10 permanent viewers in the live broadcast room."

"Oh, let's talk about the silver medal!"

10 people!Yesterday, his live broadcast studio relied on fans to spend money to reach 5 viewers. Most of them are tourists, and the resident is 10, which is still far away.

Cheng Yun flipped through the contract of the silver medal anchor and explained: "The fixed gift share of the silver medal anchor is seven or three. In terms of anchor tasks, according to the completion of the task, you can get an additional 5% share. As for the individual anchors, there are not many requirements. Just follow the law."

Ji Xian put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and asked again: "Can I keep my face hidden during the live broadcast?"

"can."

"Then sign it!"

(End of this chapter)