Are you crazy?Gao Leng's school belle blocked the male dormitory to give milk tea?

He's not ready to reveal his identity yet.

Duan Jia came to a private room in the coffee shop and spread out the painting tools he just brought.

Then pick up the stand you just prepared and align the phone on the table.

He adjusted for a long time to make sure that the camera could capture the painting on the table, and lowered his head.

Duan Jia was relieved after making sure he couldn't see his face.

The live broadcast on a certain music platform is not only visible to his own fans, anyone can watch Duan Jia's live broadcast.

Before the live broadcast started, Duan Jia took out her mobile phone and prepared to tell Xiaonairou.

"Baby, I'm going to start a live broadcast soon."

"Okay!" Xiao Nairou immediately replied.

Duan Jia took a deep breath and turned on the live broadcast. He lowered his head and silently spread out the drawing paper, then picked up the drawing paper beside the table.

For this live broadcast, to be honest, he was a little nervous, but he was still very confident in his drawing skills, so he didn't care about the provocation of the fake illustrator at all.

Duan Jia will become very serious as soon as he enters the state.

He lowered his head and pondered. Everyone thinks that painting is as long as it looks like it, but it is not the case. A real work of art cannot be defined only by these things, and what he has to do now is to draw It is a work that can be understood by the public, but it cannot lower the compulsion of the entire work.

For his current technology, such works are actually very easy.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he picked up the pen and started to draw.

What he didn't know was that during the time he was thinking with his head down, the number of people in the live broadcast room had already reached several thousand.

All the credit comes from a forwarding of Xiaohua.

A few minutes ago, Jian Shurou suddenly forwarded a live link in Moments.

Naturally, the brainless fans who are school belles will not miss this good opportunity, and commented below one after another.

"Does Xiaohua usually like to watch live broadcasts?"

"Why is it this person again? It seems that Xiaohua really likes the paintings drawn by this person."

"School belle, I'm in!"

"Don't you think the school beauty is a little abnormal these days?"

And something even more abnormal happened. The always proud school belle actually said something in the comments section that surprised everyone.

"Students, this is a live broadcast by an author I like very much. Please come and support me. I will be very grateful."

The lethality of this sentence is simply too great.

Do they dare not complete the task that the school belle asked them to do?

With a word from the school flower, they can go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​flames!

Doing anything for the beauty of the school is worth it!
So, after Jian Shurou posted that Moments, the number of Duan Jia's live broadcasts soared.

Almost all the students of Kyoto University came to watch the live broadcast of this illustrator.

"Why doesn't this man show his face?"

"People should always keep it mysterious."

"Can you understand what he is drawing?"

"I seem to understand but not understand."

"Didn't someone say it belonged to our school?"

Duan Jia didn't know that he was being discussed on the bullet screen of the live broadcast.

I saw him sitting upright, swaying his pen and ink.

Wherever the brush goes, there is style, and the blanched joints reveal his concentration at the moment.

Various colors of paint are interspersed on the original pure white paper, and there is endless meaning hidden in every line.

Duan Jia occasionally stopped the pen in his hand, and the entire live broadcast room was extremely silent, echoing the sound of friction between pen and paper.

And just when everyone was swiping their screens non-stop, an unexpected visitor appeared.

I saw a person named illustrator provoking directly on the barrage.

"It's you impostor again."

"I don't know why Xiaohua likes people like you."

"There is a kind to pk!"

"Why don't you talk, are you scared?"

Since the account name of this person is very eye-catching, and has been swiping the screen, it immediately attracted the attention of other people watching the live broadcast.

"Who is this person?"

"Ham, I brushed him, and he said in the video that the anchor is pretending to be him."

"No way, this person is also from our school?"

"Another follower of Xiaohua."

"By the way, if the anchor is really capable, what if we have a pk with him?"

At that time, Duan Jia had already painted a quarter of the whole painting, stretched his neck, adjusted the angle of the camera, and watched the live broadcast.

I saw that fake illustrator had been shouting in his live broadcast room for a long time.

He smiled disdainfully, he didn't take this person seriously from the very beginning.

Besides, judging from his speech just now, Duan Jia guessed that this person is probably the rich second generation who gave paintings to the school belle in the library that day.

There is a pk rule on a certain audio platform, you only need to initiate a pk application to the other party, and the other party agrees, then both parties can interact with each other on the same screen.

Duan Jia immediately sent a pk application to the other party.

Seconds over there.

Two pictures appeared on the screen at the same time, and neither side showed their faces.

Tsk, the man opposite is not stupid.

And after the two were connected, the person on the opposite side was outputting crazily again.

"Looks like a man."

"But don't try to beat me."

"Why don't you talk? Cowardly?"

Duan Jia was speechless, and this rich second generation was slightly better at relying on verbal output.

He was afraid that if he didn't say a word, he would be able to keep talking.

"let's start."

He typed three words.

"Hmph, why are you pretending to be cold, thinking that you can attract the school girl's attention?"

Finally, Duan Jia couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He ignored what the man said, pointed the camera of his mobile phone at the table, and after confirming that everyone could see it, he picked up the pen without hesitation.

He quickly entered the state, and his momentum was as calm as a master.

On the other hand, it was the person on the opposite side who adjusted the camera after a flurry of fuss.

Someone has already complained in the live broadcast room.

"Damn, can it work? Everyone has already drawn it and you are not ready yet."

"Does this still use pk? I think the outcome has already been decided."

"Can the person whom the goddess admires be wrong? I am overthinking myself."

Of course, there are also some people who hold a neutral view, and these people are basically people majoring in fine arts at Kyoto University.

Due to the popularity of Duan Jia's live broadcast continues to soar.

There are also quite a few people who came across it on the homepage, and there are especially many people majoring in fine arts.

"Isn't this the blogger I've been following before?"

"Why did it suddenly go live? Why didn't you show your face?"

"Friends, hurry up and learn from the scriptures, this blogger's professional ability is really impressive!"

"Stop bragging, I want to see if I'm as amazing as you say."

"That's right, he doesn't even dare to show his face, maybe he's an amateur."

The live broadcast room and the outside world formed two different worlds.

One side is noisy, and the other side is extremely quiet.

If someone observes carefully, one can find that Duan Jia has never moved since he painted the painting.

Except for a pair of hands.