Reborn: From Manga to King of Entertainment

Chapter 106 Shocking Hand Speed

Then, after about ten minutes, as the screen switched, he finally came to Xia Yu's live broadcast room.

The first thing that caught the audience's rehearsal was a figure with prickly hair like a hedgehog's head. From the perspective of his back, everyone had to admit that the figure of the other party was indeed really good.

After all, there are more than a dozen male painters in the front, and women don’t comment on it. Even if any one of them is raised, it is not comparable to Xia Yu, because painting requires sedentary, so even if the painters maintain their bodies, It is inevitable that there will be a small stomach.

But at this moment, Xia Yu's body is not only out of shape, but also firmer because of his previous body's good foundation and the two months of morning exercise during this period.

"Wow, it seems to be another handsome guy with fresh meat, sucking... Just looking at this back, I feel like I can't stand it, Jimei."

"Yeah, this back looks so safe, the host square is cut into the front!!!"

"Cut! Can you girls stop being so superficial, please? This is Shenlan! Teacher Shenlan!"

"Dark Blue?? Is that the one with a monstrous background, who then suppressed hundreds of fellow painters, and hired a great god to write for him?"

"Go!!" x10086
At this moment, after hearing that there were black fans, some female fans who originally supported other writers rebelled and typed on the spot.

"By the way, do you think this hairstyle looks very familiar?"

At this moment, a fan who had watched Deep Blue's works couldn't help typing thoughtfully after seeing Xia Yu's appearance in the live broadcast room.

"It seems a bit familiar when you say it like this, but I don't know why but I just can't remember where it looks familiar."

"+1"

"+1"

By the way, you open the paintings painted by Deep Blue.

Because the camera itself is facing the drawing board, as long as the author does not deliberately block it, the audience can see the painter's brushes through the camera.

"Fuck!!"

"Fuck!!!"

"I'm sorry!"

……

While everyone was discussing, someone suddenly focused on the drawing board, and everyone couldn't help but speak in pure Mandarin.

As the camera zoomed in, everyone could see that Xia Yu's hand was moving back and forth on the drawing board as if equipped with a motor.

Then on the drawing board, in just over a minute, the characters and background lines of an illustration have been drawn, and the rest is to color.

And the speed of coloring is also the same. In the eyes of everyone, it is not only fast, but also careful, like a high-precision instrument. Everyone looked at Xia Yu's hand speed, and couldn't help worrying about him, for fear of coloring. When did something go wrong.

The result is that 2 minutes have passed, but there is no accident.

And when Xia Yu was ready to put it on the easel on the back, everyone saw Xia Yu's work.

On the drawing board, I saw a blond and powerful hedgehog head, a fit and cold man with strong muscles all over his body but without the slightest sense of bloat, leaping onto the drawing board.

And on the screen, a golden tail wrapped around its body as if alive, and then stood pointing to the sky.

Coupled with the cold and indifferent eyes of the characters in the painting, it looks like a high-cold male god.

Even the boys couldn't help but shrink their pupils. After all, whether they are handsome, average or ugly, they have basically fantasized about being a cold, cold and handsome male god.

And in this painting, everyone felt that this painting was drawn to their hearts.

At this time, it was different from the quietness of the boys watching carefully. After seeing the painting, the female fans present immediately burst into flames, announcing that they would only love the person in the painting in this life.

"Woooooo...does the author understand girls' hearts so well? This is my future husband! ┭┮﹏┭┮"

"Shameless upstairs, this is obviously my husband!"

"Don't argue, I've already brought my husband home."

……

Then, after Xia Yu put the drawing paper on the easel, he opened a new piece of drawing paper and spread it on the drawing board, and the hand speed like a small electric motor immediately began to show again on the new drawing paper .

"..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shenlan, now I really believe that you updated two comics by yourself. Forgive my previous ignorance. It's my cognitive limitations."

"I'm sorry, Teacher Deep Blue, I was wrong! I was ignorant."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Deep Blue, I've lost my eyesight. I apologize for criticizing you after listening to gossip."

"I'm sorry, Teacher Deep Blue..."

……

After seeing Xia Yu's hand speed for a painting in those few minutes, even some sunspots stopped being stubborn. Although they didn't apologize, they didn't speak out again.

Basically, the vast majority of those who participated in the crusade against Xia Yu before can be said to love as much as they hate.

In an instant, Xia Yu's support reached an unprecedented height. Under a series of operations, whether it is the live broadcast room or the website where Xia Yu is located, there are a lot of followers. people ran over.

I deleted the previous comments, and then praised them, or those who haven't read too much also aroused curiosity, wanting to see what this mysterious man is like.

Then after a few minutes, with the switch of the camera screen, the camera screen that was originally used to live broadcast the artist's painting on the back was switched to the front.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but lose their voices.

After a long time, the boys couldn't believe that a person could be so shameless as to draw a portrait of himself in a competition?

The girls couldn't believe that their husband in the painting would actually walk out of Two-dimensional. The girls who watched for a while couldn't help but start to look forward to love.

"Damn it!!! I've been watching this shit since the first session...I painted a portrait of myself on the spot, this dark blue is the only one in scorpion shit."

"I just said that the person in the painting is so familiar. It turns out that the author is painting himself! Fuck!! In this way, the hairstyle of the protagonist Monkey King of Dragon Ball when he was a child is exactly the same as the protagonist thinks."

"So there is an old saying that is good, even if you want to offend a literati, you must not offend this kind of genius creative literati, because he may write you in his own story at any time and scold you, and if the work Now that it’s really popular, then you’ll really be a different type of person who left your name through the ages.”

(End of this chapter)