Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

Today, I made up a few more literary scenes, and the first three episodes of Linghu Yuan's scenes have been filmed. An Wangjun plans to go back to school quickly, otherwise his studies will be reversed by a thousand miles a day.

Then he was called by Gu Chang'an to hold a symposium on matters related to the early stage publicity work of Xiaoyaoji...

When Fenghua plays a drama, naturally the major TV stations rush to buy it, and the audience knocks on bowls and waits crying, but this does not mean that Fenghua will give up promoting this part-you can see from the troublesome official blog that Fenghua people are making trouble The spirit is engraved in the genes.

On the premise of not harming the self-interests of the main creators, through various online and offline platforms, to promote new dramas to the audience, and at the same time to promote themselves, Fenghua feels that he is superhuman~

Director Gu who is very humane: "I see that Jun Hua is very good at painting. In this way, we will find you to start a live broadcast. Can you live broadcast the stills?"

An Wang-jun: "...that's so embarrassing."

Su Yang hurriedly spoke up: "Director Gu, you're squeezing the kids a little bit."

Gu Papi raised his eyebrows: "That's just right, you stay with him, and you can paint when he paints."

Su Dikong: "..."

What can I do, can I refuse?

An Wangjun looked at the number of followers on his Weibo: 89.

Number of Su Yang fans: 600 million.

By the way, the number of lazy fans of the big gentleman who hasn't been updated in two months: 190 million.

... It's better to use Gentleman's Lazy live broadcast to draw!

An Wangjun was dying: "I think it's more suitable for you to start a live broadcast. I don't have any traffic at all."

Su Yang patted him on the shoulder: "So I came here to warm up the scene for you."

It was too late, Fenghua had already opened the live broadcast platform.

Facing the high-definition camera of the live broadcast, An Wangjun's first sentence was a heartbroken accusation to the camera: "Conspiracy, this is definitely a conspiracy!"

Su Yang squeezed his head halfway, nodded solemnly: "I think so too."

An Wangjun's fans couldn't believe that her idol, who had no one in her family, would still broadcast live.God knows, except for the incident of Xiaoyao Ji Guanxuan, he was a little bloody on the Internet, there was no sound or image in the past two months, and he thought it was a flop at the speed of light.

Su Yang's fans would never have imagined that her family, Su Su, would appear in the live broadcast of a starlet with less than a million fans! ——Okay, they admit that this starlet is indeed a bit special...

Special you a ball!What do you think if you don’t have any of these!Isn't Susu good-looking?Susu in the live broadcast looks so good!

In the camera, in the studio lounge, An Wangjun is wearing an oversize graffiti T black cloth trousers full of literary and artistic atmosphere, Su Yang is wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, and the pony sitting beside him holding a drawing board is helpless.

"Director Gu said to draw a still, which scene do you think is better?" An Wangjun asked Su Yang.

Su Yang thought for a while: "Is it better to draw me or you?"

An Wangjun laughed: "Of course it's you, the promotional photos of the stills will definitely draw you."

"That's it," An Wangjun saw Su Laoyao's eyes light up strangely, and felt a little nervous.Su Yang said modestly: "Then draw my most handsome scene?"

An Wangjun asked without hesitation, "The scene last night?"

Su Yang nodded with satisfaction, but he still had to pretend: "But will there be spoilers?"

An Wangjun turned the pen, and the long pen barrel fluttered up and down between his nimble fingers, "Well... I don't draw NPCs and scenes, just draw the portrait of the little prince, it shouldn't spoil anything."

Su Yang laughed suddenly, "Otherwise, you'll spoil everything, and then Director Gu won't dare to delay your publicity anymore, so you can go back to school and eat your books."

With one word to wake up the dreamer, An Wangjun solemnly and formally gave him a fist to express his gratitude, and he was gearing up to reveal the whole story - Gu Changan's assistant next to him coughed moderately outside the camera at regular intervals twice.

An Wangjun & Su Yang: "..."

The two who are in love with each other, hello, I am good, my brother is good, a group of brothers and friends respectful, little sunflower brother's class has started.

Here, the painter of An Da is free-spirited, and with just a few strokes, he outlined the sketch of the image of the ancient nobleman waving a folding fan and turning around. Su Yang can still keep up with the rhythm of the first curve, but he can't find the north in the next curve.It's hard to understand how the second curve is bent, and when I look up, the prototype of the character on the other side has come out.

"From the beginning until now, I have never been able to learn how to draw." Su Yingdi muttered in despair.

On the other hand, Anwang Junyue painted more calmly, with an unconscious smile on his lips.My elder brother is like countless times before, holding the drawing board with great interest, patting his chest and promising to draw hard this time, but after drawing two lines, it is a mess, and then he starts to complain and make trouble. , a childish posture that you choose me or the painting.

An Wangjun asked him with a smile: "You don't draw anymore?"

"Can I draw it?" Su Yang showed him the curve ball of unknown shape that he had drawn. The camera moved forward in a timely manner, and the little grievances on Senior Su's face almost overflowed the screen.

Gu Chang'an took a look at the number of live streamers, it's good, it's already 190 million.

An Wangjun looked at the ghost-like thing, was silent for three seconds, and took it over silently, and in a flash, the exact same line draft was outlined... Senior Su pursed his lips, boldly hypothesized and carefully verified: "This is the real thing. Is it your normal hooking speed?"

An Wangjun turned his head to look at him, thinking to himself that you haven't seen the faster one?

"It's awesome," Senior Su Shabaitian was very happy, "The children nowadays are really better than each other!"

An Wangjun also quickly said, "Where is it, brother, you are the common benchmark for our finance students."

The two talked to each other in front of the camera, flattering each other without blushing.

Outside the camera, the two fans held their big faces and screamed again and again, this is so fucking loving!It's so lively!The face value is too high!

Su Yang fans are well aware of the lethality of their own Su God, who can kill a lot of people with a flick of the eye hook, but in the usual serious and serious interviews, Su Su always keeps it, the speed is very well grasped, gentle and polite but not too intimate , so many fans are always dissatisfied... This is the first time I have seen Su Shen in private, the long legs playfully swinging under the drawing board, the little eyes that are a little curious, a little satisfied and a little proud (?), and the shrewdness of talking with my juniors, which is much more vivid and full than the image of the modest and noble son on the screen.In the past, God Su harvested the hearts of young girls every time he appeared on camera, this time the live broadcast simply gained countless fans of wild mothers out of thin air.

Fans of An Wangjun even dare not even think about it, their little star actually live broadcasted with Su Shen... Although it is true that Su Shen has been taking care of her baby before... But seeing the two brothers and friends respectfully (?) united Friendship is still very seductive.Because of the unshakable status of God Su, it is impossible for those who are fans of An Wangjun not to know the Great God Su next to him, and the two are brothers in and out of school, all signs indicate that the relationship between the two may be far away It's better than the fans imagined, so even if the fans are not double burdens, they are all fans of passers-by...the fans of Anwang-jun—it's really a bit rare...

In the live broadcast, An Wangjun had already reached the stage of fine-tuning the details, Su Yang gave up on An Wangjun's remedial line draft, and began to pick and choose

"My eyes aren't that big, are they?"

An Wang-jun didn't even raise his head: "That's how big it is."

"Hey, hey, the eyelashes are too long, they will be called motherfuckers if they are so long."

An Wangjun stopped writing and looked at Su Yang carefully.Su Yang raised his eyes and looked at him. The moment their eyes met, Su Laoyao suddenly felt a little empty.

Sure enough, "Your eyelashes are so long, I even shortened them!"

The tone is very innocent.

Su Yang was very sincere: "Actually, you don't know, yours is much longer than mine."

An Wangjun kept being humble: "Don't dare to be or not, it's because you are amazing."

Su Yang glanced at the drawing in disgust, then took out his mobile phone to take a picture of himself on the screen, and sighed: "I think there is a deviation in my image creation."

An Wangjun patted him pretending to be old-fashioned, "It's okay, I will draw you a charming smile, and I guarantee that the style of painting will change in seconds." As he spoke, he wiped off the auxiliary line and his wrist suddenly made a stroke, and drew the first facial features of the little prince now.

Before the live broadcast, Du Ruoheng was suffocated watching.

Then there is Li Xiuran's long hair that was brought up by moves in the night wind, the carved double dragon-wrapped gold crown on the top of the hair, the gorgeous and luxurious robes wearing flowers, and the small hair that is firmly tied by the golden cloud pattern brocade. The slender waist, and the folding fan that has not been retracted when looking back sideways, and a string of blood droplets sprinkled between the fans.

Su Yang gradually shut up, looking at the self in his brother's pen, and then at his serious appearance.

How about a little contentment.

The number of live broadcasters at this time: 650 million.

"Actually, when I took the picture last night, the sleeves were really in the way. It's too wide, and I have to pay attention to the direction of the sleeves every time I swing the fan." Su Yang was very self-aware and didn't comment on the drawing, and there was a lot of trouble. Find someone to chat with Mr. Anwang.

"But I saw that you threw it very smoothly, so I thought it was a deliberate design."

Su Yang smiled frankly: "That's what you did on purpose, or else you'll take off your cuff next time and dance your sword like this?"

When it came to sword dancing, An Wangjun was instantly sad: "Speaking of which, I haven't learned the sword dancing scene at the prince's birthday banquet... Those movements have no real meaning other than being handsome."

Su Yang, who suffered from the same style, felt the same way: "If you really fight against people according to our moves,"

"I'll definitely be beaten until mom doesn't even know it." An Wangjun seamlessly continued.

"Alas..." Both of them let out a long sigh at the same time.

"But I think the kind of family, country and world we created, the feeling of happiness and kindness, is still very right. At least when I played Li Xiuran, I really felt that kind of spirit. Do you understand?"

"The kind of fighting spirit that wants to break into the rivers and lakes?" An Wang-jun didn't think about it.

Su Yang: "...Look at your paintings, and if you say that the little prince is a war scum, won't your conscience hurt?"

An Wangjun thought about it carefully, and said with a smile: "But compared to the little pavilion master, the little prince is fighting five scum (^_^)"

Su Yang: "...Okay, let's skip this topic."

Seeing his elder brother holding back from beating himself because of concerns about his image, An Wangjun smiled even more happily.

With a little sly smile, bright eyes, and a faint pink at the end of the curved eyes, smiling subconsciously stretched out a small tongue and licked the light-colored lips.

Su Yang looked away silently, he thought to himself, it should be that Fenghua's food is so good, why is the kid getting more and more beautiful recently?Why are these eyes always sparkling as if they were fully charged?

Sudden! ——"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait~" The upright opening song of the news network resounded through the lounge, shattering Su Yang's mind in a second, and even scaring An Wangjun into a stroke King's belt.

Incoming call reminds the counselor with three words.

An Wangjun was a little uncertain whether to answer or not. After all, it was live broadcasting now. He looked up at the director's assistant behind the cameraman. The assistant was obviously too scared by the bold and unruly ringtone.

There is no response to each one, do you want to listen to the opening song to the end!Su Yang couldn't take it anymore, so he picked up his mobile phone and answered the call: "Hello, um, hello Teacher Hu, I'm Su Yang, um um. My student is good, student, it's like this, Wang Jun has something to do now, do you have any questions?" It’s the same as what I said, oh, the grade meeting, it’s too late, his current role has been filmed, um, I will notify him, thank you, Teacher Hu, where, where, the child is ignorant, I am causing you trouble, Um, ok, bye."

Everyone was still dumbfounded. Senior Su had already communicated with the counselor about the junior's education issues, and passed on a message: "You have to go back to attend the grade meeting. Don't forget the old place in your school."

The number of live broadcasters at this time: 890 million.

The author has something to say:

Famous Internet celebrity anchor student Su Yang: The following is the list of thanks, thanks to Le Xingzhi for his yacht, Du Ruoheng for his Maserati, Gu Changan for his Lamborghini, and Duan Chaoda for his rotten egg flip flops...

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