Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 86 Soul Painter
"???"

Zhao Qian's expression is like this.

It's just because of the network delay that the live broadcast screen hasn't been refreshed yet.

Look at the barrage again——

"Tsk tsk, little sister Miao shows off her younger brother every day, asking for pictures and the truth!"

　"I didn't expect you to be such a little sister!"

"The * family owes me a sister."

Zhao Qian was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, the popularity of Li Wanqing's live broadcast has risen again, jumping directly to 10 popularity. In the entertainment sector, apart from a few big names with 30 to [-] popularity, they can barely be regarded as major anchors up.

And this dense barrage, other anchors can't compare at all, it can be seen that her room does not have many agreement numbers.

Also, unlike those outdoor anchors, beautiful anchors like her are more likely to attract viewers to reward gifts.Just when the screen was refreshed, Zhao Qian had already seen two planes and one rocket, and there were even more other small gifts.

Zhao Qian sometimes wonders why he is not a cute girl?
If you are a cute girl, you can code words and broadcast live broadcasts, it is simply not too cool.Just pretending to be cute to the camera, there will be a lot of local tyrants throwing money for gifts, so there is no need for such hard work.

The screen finally refreshed, this damn mobile network speed.

On the live broadcast screen, Li Wanqing is wearing a simple white short-sleeved T-shirt today. On the front is a weird "You don't pretend to be good friends" emoji package. Zhao Qian's expression is slightly embarrassing. I don't know when she will do it. I bought such a pair that turned heads.

This guy seemed to be drawing a picture, when he heard a voice coming from the live broadcast: "But my younger brother is not very popular with women, and he can't find a girlfriend in foreign language students. I really don't know if he likes men."

Zhao Qian has black lines all over his head. If he still doesn't know who she is talking about, then he really owes his IQ.

This funny guy dared to use himself as a joke, really thought he didn't know if he didn't watch the live broadcast?

Well, I really don't watch the live broadcast very much. If it wasn't for today's whim, I probably don't know that she still uses me to entertain the audience.

Zhao Qian really wanted to crawl over the network cable and catch this bastard for spanking, lest she be lawless.

"6666, feel sorry for my brother for a second."

"Sister Miao, if you say that again, my brother will cry!"

"Sister Meow: My younger brother is for bullying!"

"It's okay, old man..."

On the other side of the network, Li Wanqing lowered her head, slightly blocking part of the content on the paper.

She is more and more fond of this way of live broadcasting as she likes, and she doesn't need to worry about her own image. She laughs when she should, occasionally tells the audience jokes, sings when she is happy, or uses Zhao Qian as a spoof , the popularity of fans is constantly rising, making other female anchors envious.

"Wait a minute, I'm drawing a portrait of my younger brother, so you can see my superb painting skills." Li Wanqing painted very carefully, at least in her own opinion.

I have been drawing for almost 10 minutes. Last time I drew a husky, it took less than 5 minutes. This is already very hard work.

Zhao Qian looked blank, drawing a portrait of himself?At her level?

Li Wanqing is a veritable soul painter. Even apples can be turned into irregular polygons. Zhao Qian doesn't believe that she can draw any high-level paintings, but because the live broadcast screen is not displayed, it is difficult to see the progress of the painting.

Zhao Qian wondered, did she secretly enroll in some crash course in art behind her back?
"Draw it!"

Li Wanqing cheered, swept away all kinds of stationery on the table, and presented the portrait in front of the audience, triumphantly: "How is it, is my brother handsome?"

Seeing the image in the camera, Zhao Qian almost spat blood on the screen.

What the hell is this me?This is alien!
Three-year-old children can draw better than this one. This is a postmodern abstract art style that even Picasso is ashamed of. Even the eyes of the characters don’t know where they are crooked. The two arms are one big and one small, which is more important. What's more, why Mao is bald!

There were also tens of thousands of tourists in the live broadcast room, but they were laughing.

"2333, this is my younger brother? No way, I'm going to die laughing..."

"My brother fainted from crying in the toilet."

"My brother said he didn't want to talk to you, and threw a little sister at you."

"Is this younger brother his own? Isn't it?"

Zhao Qian felt that he needed a quick-acting heart-rescuing pill, his heart rate was too fast, and he could hardly keep up with his breathing.

What made him even more unbelievable was that there were audience rewards. A local tyrant directly gave away five rockets, and others also gave plane cards, dog food and the like.

Zhao Qian stared wide-eyed, oh my god, in just a few minutes, he has earned more than he can update 20 chapters a day, how can people live like this? !
Are these audiences blind? There are still people giving gifts after being painted like this?Just five rockets cost 2500 yuan.

Is it because Li Wanqing is cute?

Once again, he once again regretted why he was not a cute girl anymore.

"Thank you Brother Tong for the rocket, thank you Brother Miao for the mighty plane, and thank you for everyone's gifts." Li Wanqing narrowed her eyes when she saw so many gifts.

"My social sister, Miao, is more funny than talking!"

"Sister Miao, I will be called Brother Miao from now on! Brother Miao, we will kill whoever you say!"

"Since watching Miss Xiaomiao's live broadcast, my body's nutrition has caught up again, but I have become a salted fish that can only shout 666."

Zhao Qian sighed, silently turned off the live broadcast, and started coding.

Hard-working codeword party, when will he be able to make it through? He also wants to be cute, and the readers will try their best to reward and brush gifts.Thinking about this goal is still a bit far away, let's work hard to become a great god first.

After dinner, Li Wanqing was about to take a shower before broadcasting live, but there was a knock on the door outside, before she could open the door, the door opened by itself.

Standing at the door, Zhao Qian said gloomily, "My portrait is pretty good. Where is it? Show it to me. I'll find someone to frame it later and hang it on the bedside to ward off evil spirits."

Li Wanqing paused, shrank her neck, carefully raised her head and glanced at Zhao Qian, just in time to meet his eyes, her expression became even more timid, and she asked anxiously, "Did you watch the live broadcast?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Qian snorted.

Li Wanqing hesitated at first, then straightened her neck and said, "It's all for the effect of the live broadcast, and I didn't do it on purpose. Besides, did I force you to watch it?"

Zhao Qian: "..."

dont see……

　The second one was delivered, and the third one came later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)