What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

As Xiao Han finished coloring the puppet, a puppet that had not yet been connected appeared in front of everyone.

"Oh my god, what did I see? This must be a fairy descending to earth!!!"

"So fairy, I would like to call her Fairy Sister No. 2, and No. 1 is still the Goddess of Luo River. Xiao Han must have seen the real person in real life, otherwise it would be impossible for her to make it so realistic."

"Those wrist studios, hurry up and take action, huge wealth is coming. Whoever gets the copyright first and produces it will definitely sell out."

"I'll order one first. I want a life-size one made of silicone. It must be made in the same proportion as Xiao Han's~"

"I want one too. I want one that allows me to change clothes. It would be better if I could bring a few more sets of clothes when I ship the goods~"

"..."

Netizens began to swipe the screen frantically, and many wanted puppets or life-size figures.

Some wealthy people even offered large sums of money to buy it.

Xiao Han's actions directly ignited the purchasing desire of netizens. If conditions permit, who wouldn't want to collect one at home?

What a pleasure it is to enjoy it quietly alone in your spare time.

Looking at the exploding barrage, the senior executives of the Chinese Opera Association, who had received the news and entered the live broadcast room to observe the situation, were stunned.

Do it, do it immediately.

We should start making improvements now while the popularity is still there. With so many netizens, if we can retain just one-tenth of them, it would be enough to support all opera practitioners.

The old men began to make arrangements with trembling hands.

In the small courtyard, the old man was a little dazed looking at the puppet that Xiao Han had painted.

This is completely different from what he did.

One is realistic and the other is abstract.

If put together, Xiao Han's work is definitely more eye-catching.

For a moment, the old man felt a little frustrated.

Maybe they are really old, and their skills have become obsolete, and it is time to say goodbye~

Hearing the sigh coming from behind him, Xiao Han's whole body tensed up and he slowly turned around.

After I saw clearly that it was an old man, I finally felt relieved.

"When did you get behind me? You scared me."

Xiao Han stood up, his tone somewhat resentful.

Sometimes people can scare others to death.

"Oh, sorry. I saw you working so hard just now that I couldn't help but stand back and watch for a while. Your skills are already pretty good. Who taught you?"

At this time, the old man finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Hearing this, Ye Yun, the other two girls, and Ma Liang at the monitoring station pricked up their ears. They also wanted to know who Xiao Han learned this skill from.

The technique is not something that ordinary masters can master.

Master?

Hearing this word, Xiao Han was slightly stunned.

Speaking of his master, he really did learn from a master as an amateur in his previous life, otherwise his skills would not be so proficient.

But I haven't learned anything here.

"I learned this by myself from the Internet and books. I had nothing to do for a while, so I carved wood all day long, and slowly figured out this method. Is there something wrong with it?"

Xiao Han touched his head, activated his performance skill, and looked at the old man shyly.

Self-taught? Looking at Xiao Han's appearance, the old man was a little bit unbelievable.

But seeing Xiao Han's serious expression, he didn't seem to be lying. Generally speaking, as long as they have a master, no one would deliberately conceal it.

"My last name is Lu, you can just call me Lao Lu. You said you taught yourself all this? Then you are too talented. Some old masters who have been in this business for decades don't have the skills you have."

Old Lu smacked his lips, and the way he looked at Xiao Han was different.

This is a genius. Whoever can take him as his disciple will definitely be able to carry forward his talents.

Lao Lu's eyes gradually became eager.

In the live broadcast room, netizens have become a little numb after being hit again and again.

"Oh my god, even if someone says Xiao Han can have children, I would believe it. You can tell how much he knows, but the key is that I don't know how much he has hidden yet~"

"This is the gap between geniuses and ordinary people. I have tried my best but still haven't figured out my own job, while Xiao Han has achieved outstanding results in many fields. This is too discouraging~"

"Don't even mention us. Even the master was shocked. Xiao Han is no longer human. I would like to call him a god~"

"He made this in a limited time. If he had more time, I can't imagine how beautiful it would be. I really hope Xiao Han can make a batch of puppets seriously and provide a template for future generations."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Let's go to Xiao Han's personal public account and studio account to petition. We have to ask him to make a few. I'm still waiting to collect them~"

"..."

Just as netizens were expressing their feelings, some quick-acting manufacturers had already contacted Xiao Han Studio, wanting to discuss the use of these copyrights in advance.

The conditions are arbitrary.

They have already realized that as long as they can get the authorization and ensure the quality, they can just wait to make a fortune.

The studio's front desk phone kept ringing, and the receptionist was confused by what these people were asking.

Brother Han only has the copyright for music and literature, when did he also have the copyright for patterns and puppets? As direct employees of the studio, how could they not know?

When this news was reported to Liu Ping, she just nodded calmly.

Now she has gotten used to it. If she doesn't make some noise after a few days, she would not be Xiao Han.

It's just the copyright of the drawings and puppets. Sure, we can talk about it after we ask Xiao Han about the situation.

At this time, Liu Ping was busy negotiating the broadcast of "Love Apartment" and had no time to watch Xiao Han's live broadcast.

No clue what happened on the show.

"Mr. Lu, you are a senior, you can't say that. I think what you just made is exquisitely crafted. The one I made is just for the sake of looking good~"

Hearing Lao Lu's praise, Xiao Han waved his hands hurriedly and said he didn't dare.

His real skills are still far from those of his predecessors, he is just taking advantage of the information gap.

If he were to actually create a piece of work, he would definitely not be a match for these old masters.

Looking at Xiao Han's humble appearance, Lao Lu couldn't help but nod slightly, and felt even more satisfied with Xiao Han's character.

Being neither arrogant nor impatient and being able to remain steady is the perfect quality for this job.

"Mr. Lu, I wonder if what I made is pleasing to your eyes and whether I can pass the mission?"

After checking the time, Xiao Han quickly asked.

He had been delayed for too long at this level. Sister Qingluo and the others should have gathered at the finish line.

If he doesn't hold on tight, he'll probably be the last one.

Facing Xiao Han's expectant gaze, Lao Lu smiled and nodded.

"Satisfied. I couldn't be more satisfied. I thought it would be good enough if you could make a rough draft, but I didn't expect that you could actually complete a finished product in such a short time. Congratulations on passing the test."

Hearing this, Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that all his efforts were not in vain.

Next level, the end.