The tool man is being targeted by the hero [Quick time travel]

Two months passed quickly. At the end of December, Xiao Wei posted a Weibo about City Y, saying that it was snowing.

There is no snow in H city in the south, and the winter is extremely cold, Hua Wen tremblingly gave Xiao Wei a thumbs up, and fans posted it on Weibo.

[When will Chongchong come for a Wanfan welfare? ]

[Waiting for food!Chongchong is a ruthless business machine these days, want to chat with Chongchong! ]

[I want to watch Chongchong's paintings, how about a live broadcast?Please! ]

Chased and intercepted by crying fans, Huawen really had no other choice, so he agreed to live broadcast for a while tomorrow afternoon.

In the prison flame studio group——

Wilson: [Congratulations to our bug!Going to be an anchor! (applaud)]

firefly: [(wiping sweat) Actually, I don't know how to broadcast live, what should I tell my fans? ]

Wilson: [They love to hear what you say, you can just draw without talking, just bring some music to prevent the silence, just chat with the barrage~]

dragon: [You can also ask for a wave of rewards, such as a rocket as a house manager, two submarines to get a private WeChat account, and a supercar to offer a mysterious customized gift. ]

firefly: [... Brother Long, are you serious? ]

He didn't understand why Long Long was always acting weird towards him recently, just like a naughty boy who pulls a girl's pigtail, and he doesn't feel comfortable if he doesn't tease him every day.

dragon: [I'm just kidding, just draw some pictures, just be careful not to miss the business draft, and the sketch 3 of the next chapter will be sent to you, if you have any questions, discuss it. ]

Alright, after teasing, he returned to seriousness again, Huawen suddenly became exhausted, why is this person so... naughty?

The next afternoon, Huawen started the live broadcast with a bit of apprehension. He didn't turn on the camera, and he didn't have many fans and didn't do much publicity. There were only more than 10 people after the broadcast started for 100 minutes, but the barrage was very lively.

"Uh..." Hua Wen was a little stage frightened, "Everyone... good afternoon, I'm firefly, welcome to my live broadcast room."

The girls chattered loudly.

[Cong Chong has spoken! ! !It's a live bug! ! ]

[Oh My God!What kind of milk dog sound is this!I'm ready! ]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Bugs!I didn't expect such a soft boy, I'm so greedy! ]

[Congchong don't be afraid, they are so hungry, I just want to see Chongchong draw! ]

Seeing their excited discussion, Huawen couldn't help laughing out loud, the barrage became more frenzied all of a sudden, and gifts were sent out in a hurry.

"Don't, don't, don't be like this," Huawen was a little flattered, "No gifts, this live broadcast is originally for you, um... benefits, benefits can't be bought with money, I'll give them to you."

[Brother Chong is too cute (covering his face)]

[Send benefits quickly!Women's women's clothing! ]

[I'm curious if Chongchong can show his face in the next live broadcast. ]

"Well... I'll fight for it, I'm very average, don't expect too much," Huawen smiled, and opened a new canvas, "Okay, let's draw for a while, everyone wants to see my painting today What? Miss Longying in men's clothing? No problem, but I'm not very good at drawing characters, and Teacher Dragon is very good..."

Huawen got used to it smoothly, and chatted with the barrage, drawing while chatting, the outline was roughly half drawn, and the phone rang.

It's the school committee in the class, and everyone has to participate in a design competition at the Academy of Fine Arts, but the drafts are not handed in.

"Sorry, I'll go back and get it right away. It may take a while." Huawen's work is an oil painting, which was the one he painted in the private studio of the villa when he crossed over.

After hanging up the phone, Huawen said apologetically that there might be something to download, the fans were crying, and it took only 10 minutes to download the live broadcast, which was too short a time.

Huawen felt a bit of a headache, it really hurt, he comforted the fans: "Then everyone, wait for me for half an hour? I'll be back in half an hour at most."

[Okay, be nice and wait for jg]

[Cong Chong go early and come back early, be careful! ]

[Half an hour without Chongchong is so boring~]

"I'll show you some fun stuff, so you won't be bored anymore." Before Huawen left, he clicked on the animated cartoon of "Rorty's World".

Hastily tidied up and closed the door of the room. Ah Wu next door has never had the habit of closing the door. He is wearing VR glasses and playing a game console with the door open.

"Ah Wu, I'm going out, do you need anything, can I bring it for you?" Huawen said to him habitually, and the two of them basically took turns to bring things.

Ah Wu, who was wearing VR glasses, shook the handle in the direction of the voice of the painting: "No need, the great painter will go and come back early!"

Huawen went out, and Ah Wu started the immersive game experience again. Unknowingly, the sky was getting dark. When he took off his glasses, he was dizzy with hunger, and was about to go out to look for food. There was a sound from the room next door to Huawen.

"Ah Wen, are you back?" Ah Wu went to knock on the door, but unexpectedly a woman's scream came from inside the door!

He was so frightened that he hurriedly opened the door, but he didn't expect that the door was unlocked, and there was no one in the room. Huawen's computer was loading something, but no one was there.

"Didn't come back... oh, went out."

The woman's scream was a dynamic cartoon on the computer, just reaching an explosive plot, and a stream of barrage floated on the screen.

Ah Wu thought that the literati had left the computer and forgot to turn it off, and was going to help him turn off the things on the computer, but unexpectedly, he saw a live broadcast room: "Damn... Ah Wen actually fell into a live broadcast to make a living?!"

[somebody is coming?Bugs are back! ]

[Ah, seeing the first episode of "Rorty"!Bugs are back!congratulations! ]

[Congchong come back and draw, we are all waiting impatiently! ]

Ah Wu is familiar with himself, and he explained that the picture text has not returned yet, and he didn't mess with the computer, just started chatting with the barrage without knowing it.

"Chongchong? You all call him Chongchong, hahaha—I won't mention his real name, I will call him Awen."

"I'm his roommate, I live in the next room, and I'm raised by him every day... No, I'm raised as a pig."

"He's amazing at cooking! It's super delicious! It's a pity that you don't have good food. Let him send some photos of cooking in the future, so that you can feast your eyes!"

"Well, I know he draws manga, "The World of Rorty", right? Although I haven't read much, I discovered a secret about how Ah Wen drew that sea!"

[ah!Is it the chapter of Hong Wenhai? ! ]

[The next chapter is ah!Looking forward to Hong Wenhai! ]

While everyone was cheering, a very eye-catching barrage floated across: [Don't leak the secret, please?Are you his roommate or are you here to trick him? You're going to talk nonsense before the plot starts. Who knows if you made it up or not. ]

The barrage suddenly became noisy. Some people wanted to hear what Ah Wu said, and some people supported the strict prohibition of internal spoilers. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ah Wu stopped talking, and quickly apologized and changed the subject.

In the snowy city of Y, Long Long watched the live broadcast with a frown. The person he wanted to watch had left, and he thought he would be back in a while, but he didn't expect that such an idiot got in, and he was almost exposed.

Spoilers are the most taboo in original comics. They are meant to set up suspense for the plot. Once the next chapter is said, it will be in vain. This idiot dares to spoiler, I deserve a beating!

On the computer and in the live broadcast room, Ah Wu kept apologizing and said that he would never spoil it. He told the audience that he felt that every time Ah Wen drew a picture, he felt that there was a real thing in front of him. He heard Ah Wen’s description They all feel very real.

Long Long thought to himself, that is the crystallization of brainstorming between me and Awen, what kind of high-quality comics are untrue? !If it's not amazing, is Ah Wen's ability fake? !

The more Long Long watched the live broadcast, the angrier he became. Is this so-called roommate real or fake?Is it another level of "roommate"?

His head was about to explode.

There was a sudden pain in his temples, and the heating was very strong. Long Long was so hot that he felt anxious, and angrily took an ice cream from the refrigerator, dangling it to relieve his anger, absently stroking the fish and drawing, waiting for the picture to come back.

Unknowingly, half an hour passed, and Huawen still didn't come back. Long Long closed the live broadcast room in a fit of anger, forced himself to work in a distracted manner, and decided not to care about the live broadcast room anymore.

In fact, 1 minute after Longlong clicked on the fork in the live broadcast room, there was a knock on the door from Ah Wu, and he hurriedly said, "Someone is here, I'll go and see if it's you, Chongchong", and then No reply either.

Suddenly there was no sound in the live broadcast room, and the moment the door was closed, the place was silent again, leaving the audience in the barrage with a confused face.

[? ? ?what happened?No one else? ]

[Where are the bugs?Where is his roommate?all gone? ! ]

[I forgot to close the live broadcast room (laughing and crying)]

[I crouch down, waiting for Chongchong to come back. ]

[Woooooh, don’t leave us behind!Why did so many things happen on the first live broadcast! ]

[Go to Weibo to poke Chongchong, the live broadcast room is not closed! ]

[Sisters, I will go down to eat first, and call me when someone comes back! ]

Huawen's live broadcast room gradually emptied out, and in the end there were only ten people left. It was unclear whether they were real viewers or zombie fans of the live broadcast platform.

As evening came and passed quietly, Long Long moved his wrist and retreated from the drawing interface. He still couldn't help but want to watch the live broadcast room of the drawing, even though it might have been closed now.

It's normal to turn it off, and it's been three hours.

However, when I opened the live broadcast room at [-] o'clock, the name of firefly was still hanging, and there was almost no one in the live broadcast room, as can be seen from the previous barrage - people left, and the live broadcast room forgot to close.

What kind of stupid operation is this?

Long Long was almost laughed out of anger, he checked firefly in the group and asked him to watch his live broadcast room.

Generally, there is no movement in the live broadcast room for a long time, and if the number of viewers is less than ten, the platform will automatically close it for you. However, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room of the picture text is always maintained at ten people, and there is still very soft music, which is not blocked by the platform. find.

Long Long is in the group, but no one replied, and he private messaged on Weibo, but there is no news. It stands to reason that it is already at this time, it is almost eight o'clock, and the picture text has not come back after going out, which is not normal.

In the end, the only way is to make a phone call, but Long Long has never called Huawen in private except for work and cooking. If he calls like this, he won't disturb the other party. What if someone really has something important...

After struggling for 10 minutes, Long Long finally couldn't hold back his trembling thumbs and clicked on the dial button.

"Beep—sorry, the number you dialed..."

After 30 seconds came the busy tone and no one answered.

Not quite right.

Afterwards, he didn't bother anymore, and made ten phone calls in a row, but still no one answered, there was no news in the group, no private messages, and the live broadcast room was eerily quiet...

He had a bad feeling.

Twenty or ten minutes later, a taxi stopped at the gate of the community amidst the snow, and a figure wrapped in a down jacket hurried over, wearing a scarf and mask, long hair and shawl, and was quite tall.

"Beauty, where are you going? Don't worry, be careful if you fall." The driver said with a smile. He saw the other party's beautiful eyes from the rearview mirror, fierce and bright.

The long-haired beauty opened the back seat, threw her carry-on backpack into it, sat down again, and slammed the car door, and a deep male voice came out from the scarf: "Beauty, you are tall! Go to the airport terminal!"