Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 889 Xiaohua's Weakness

No matter what the netizens asked, he stopped talking.

Just when all the netizens started to get confused, he slowly turned the camera to himself.

At this time, Wang Tianhui put on the exact same expression as the opposite "Wang Tianhui", except that a small flower was missing on his head.

Netizens are not calm now.

"I'll go, what's the situation? Which one is real?"

"Old Wang is acting weird again."

"Don't be afraid of new fans, Lao Wang's live broadcast has always been so interesting."

"Science and education films are everyday, thrillers are accidents, calm and calm."

……

The little flower on the head of "Wang Tianhui" saw Wang Tianhui also put on such an expression. It was washing its face and licking its hair, and it suddenly sat up straight, staring at Wang Tianhui with wide eyes.

Meow meow meow?
What are you doing?

Xiaohua was completely speechless by Wang Tianhui's mysterious operation.

But its performance looks a little weird to the netizens in the live broadcast room.

As the camera got closer to "Wang Tianhui" and Xiaohua, netizens discovered more weird things.

They found many "little flowers" in the nearby forest

Some are drinking, some are taking a nap, and some are climbing trees.

These "little flowers" are so realistic that sometimes you don't know if it is ready to go or if it is really still, and sometimes it feels like it is moving.

For a moment, netizens felt as if they had entered an illusion.

After Xiaohua and Wang Tianhui stopped moving, netizens couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.

It wasn't the netizens who couldn't stand it first, but Xiaohua.

Seeing Wang Tianhui's expression, Xiaohua couldn't bear it any longer, she ran towards Wang Tianhui cursing.

In the end, the reaction was still a bit slow. Before it launched an attack, Wang Tianhui rewarded it with a chestnut, and directly beat it to the ground.

Meow meow meow!

Xiaohua couldn't get angry, since she couldn't beat the real Wang Tianhui, she decided to find the fake Wang Tianhui to vent her anger.

Seeing it sprinting at a speed of [-] meters, it ran directly to "Wang Tianhui" whose head was stepped on by it before, and kicked the drawing board away with one kick.

As soon as the drawing board flew, it knocked down the white-faced rough-tailed ape who was drawing behind the drawing board.

"noob!"

"Finally I saw Xiaobai, it's still so white!"

"Xiaobai has gained a lot of weight, it seems that he is living happily."

"Hello, Xiaobai, you are really good at drawing!"

Wang Tianhui walked over and pulled up the white-faced rough-tailed ape that was pressed by the drawing board.

Seeing Wang Tianhui coming, the white-faced rough-tailed ape jumped up and down happily. It hadn't seen Wang Tianhui for a long time.

Glancing at the drawing board that fell on the ground, the painting was again the scenery of the mountains, but because of the fall, the picture was scratched by the grass on the ground.

"It's a pity that the painting is so good, Xiaohua, come here!"

Wang Tianhui looked for Xiaohua everywhere, and found that Xiaohua was squatting on Wang Tianhui's portrait, and its butt was sitting on Wang Tianhui's face.

The live broadcast burst into laughter.

"Xiao Hua, I'll count to three, get out of there, or I'll be rude to you."

Wang Tianhui's face darkened, Xiaohua didn't know what was going on, she shook the fur ball on her buttocks suspiciously, and rubbed against Wang Tianhui's face on the screen.

Meow meow meow meow meow.

I just like the way you can't understand me and can't kill me.

"Xiaohua, you are playing with fire." Wang Tianhui gritted his teeth.

Xiaohua was still rubbing her butt provocatively.

Wang Tianhui rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, turned his head and said to the white-faced rough-tailed ape, "I think your paintings can't fit anymore, so I'll hold an exhibition for you in a few days."

The white-faced rough-tailed ape has been looking forward to this day for a long time. It has drawn so many favorite paintings and can't wait to share them with everyone.

Ahhhhhh!

Yeah!

Wang Tianhui glanced at the paintings of small flowers in the surrounding forest, and thought of the wine jar in the cabin.

He asked the white-faced rough-tailed ape: "Recently, you have drawn a lot of little flowers."

The white-faced rough-tailed ape explained that it was because he fell in love with drawing animals after drawing dinosaurs, but because it is not always possible to meet small animals in the forest, so it turned its target to Xiaohua, who often comes to it to eat and mix.

Xiaohua acts as a model for it, and the condition is that it eats and drinks. It tells the white-faced thick-tailed monkey what it wants to eat, and the white-faced thick-tailed monkey tells Wukong who brings it food.

In this way, Xiaohua realizes the freedom of monkey wine and various fruits through the white-faced thick-tailed ape.

Also because of painting small flowers, the painting skills of the white-faced thick-tailed monkey have improved to a higher level.

"good, very good!"

After communicating with the white-faced rough-tailed ape, Wang Tianhui had an idea.

"Do you still remember the content of the world famous painting I showed you last time?" Wang Tianhui asked the white-faced thick-tailed ape.

The white-faced rough-tailed ape thought about it for a while, and suddenly blushed.

Xiao Hua: What does your blushing mean?
Netizens laughed.

"Xiaobai should have thought of the shy picture."

"The European medieval painting style emmmmm, everyone understands it."

"Xiaobai is still a child, so it's not good to let him draw this?"

"Although it's not very good, but I really want to see it. It's absolutely like the real thing. It's enjoyable just thinking about it."

Wang Tianhui looked at the comments and smiled knowingly, as expected he understood everything.

"You have drawn so many little flowers, so you should know them very well, right? Can you draw hairless little flowers?" Wang Tianhui asked the white-faced rough-tailed ape.

Netizens instantly understood what Wang Tianhui meant.

"Wow, hahaha, can this be watched without paying?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Hahahaha, it's still too late for Master Hua to apologize."

The white-faced rough-tailed ape is very simple, he just thought about it for a while, then nodded heavily, he can draw!
Meow?Meow meow meow?
What?Hairless Ben?
Ben Meow...

Xiaohua looked down at her fat belly and furball, and immediately exploded.

It leaped up with a groan, flew and slid to its knees, and lay down in front of Wang Tianhui.

Meow meow meow!

Master, Ben Meow was wrong!
"If you dare to be shy again, I'll ask Xiaobai to draw a little hairless look of you and put it on display, so that you won't be able to hold your head up in front of the little female cat in the village."

Meow meow meow!
Ben Meow was wrong!

Seeing that Xiaohua was completely subdued, Wang Tianhui let it go.

Netizens want to see the painting process of the white-faced rough-tailed monkey. Wang Tianhui live broadcasted a few paintings of the white-faced thick-tailed monkey.

As the popularity of the live broadcast room increased, more and more bigwigs and students from the art world came to watch.

Wang Tianhui revealed in the live broadcast room that three days later, he held a painting exhibition for the white-faced rough-tailed monkey in the lobby on the first floor of Yujiacun Hotel, and the news was quickly spread by netizens.

Others have to start publicizing their art exhibitions several months in advance, spending money everywhere on advertisements and soliciting sponsorships.

As for the white-faced rough-tailed monkey's art exhibition, it doesn't matter at all, and the majority of netizens help to promote it.

Master Bai, who had been silent for a long time, was finally coming out of the mountain and had an art exhibition. The news immediately shocked the entire art world.

The white-faced rough-tailed ape is a legend in the art world, and it is a curiosity for those who have not seen it in person.

Only a few of its paintings are left outside, and after several auctions, the prices have risen, and they are already on par with the works of the master of traditional Chinese painting Xu Qian.

(End of this chapter)