God's Palette

Regarding Brother Xun, they could easily get some information from Baidu.

A fairly high-level photographer-a name that was unknown a few months ago now has this meaning.Her photography subjects are very extensive, such as photos used as commodities, which are sold very well on gallery websites. Some people speculate that this part alone can easily make her a million dollars a year.

Brother Xun is also very good at two-dimensional cosplay photography, especially the cooperation with Miss Ye, which is her undoubted masterpiece.

The key point - there are a lot of rumors that Brother Xun is a mysterious existence with a good looks that can poke the heavens blind.

At this moment, the first contestant to appear on the stage is working hard in the light package.Whether it is showing herself, expressing her love for Two-dimensional, playing soft advertisements to various stakeholders, or simply showing off her head and selling benefits within the standard, she has done a good job.But unfortunately, not many people are discussing her.

I don't know why, everyone wants this mysterious judge to appear.

Maybe it's because a local tyrant has been collecting gifts and sending strange words just now?

There is a mysterious local tyrant named 'Mian Boss'. After the event started, he has already swiped hundreds of thousands of gifts, which easily overwhelmed the normal messages of support for girls and events, full of love and hope—— In contrast, the sleeping boss was just repeating a sentence with rhythm.

"Brother Xun, get out of here!!!"

I don't know what happened to Brother Xun.

Chapter 298 Second Update

The original meaning of the XD conference is actually very complicated.

On the surface, it seems that they want to select some two-dimensional three-dimensional real-life idols, and try to create some new profit points, so that A Zhai, who is idle and has nothing to do, can pay for it.For this reason, the organizer internally selected Yaya, the top leader in the Lolita dress industry, as the winner, and wanted to dig a little out of her.

This is a really promising path.

Ya Ya has a very good designer talent, even more cute and sweet appearance, and has a very high fan appeal and business experience.Coupled with the current subculture of the lo skirt, because of its super cute nature, it has unknowingly swept girls across the country.But the industry itself is a mixed bag, and the profits are high enough, so capital is eyeing this big cake related to Two-dimensional.

Girls' money, that's not too easy to earn.

But their plans fell apart.

Yaya was recruited by the daughter of a bigger and unofficial capital tycoon...

Unlike them who are diligently trying to make money from Two-dimensional, this Miss Ye is just here for fun, which is really hateful.But the meaning of the event itself has completely collapsed, and the organizers have no choice but to start breaking the pot.

Relying on the traffic generated by activities can barely pay back, but that's it.

So this so-called Two-dimensional idol selection is actually just a farce.For example, the invited judges are all sent by stakeholders. They are veterans from all walks of life. They don't understand Two-dimensional, let alone how to choose an idol...

But they know how to speak, know how to draw nouns, and understand this stage as a talent show.

The judge who is engaged in the art dance industry is a middle-aged man with a shaved head and a face that is always clean, with a thin figure and a coquettish temperament in every gesture.

"From my professional experience, your dancing talent may be more suitable for jazz, just like Charlie Parker's songs can touch people's hearts, you have such a charm, it's amazing."

When he spoke, his eyebrows were beaming, his emotions were amazing, and his fingers kept moving like whiskers on a mop, although he didn't quite understand what he was talking about...

"The love you poured into Two-dimensional is really touching."

Around the stage, several cameras were working diligently, and the repaired rocker position also started to work.But beyond the reach of the camera, the crew is just as busy.Intertwined lines, lighting, screen cuts, recordings, soundtracks all over the floor... All kinds of problems erupted in places invisible to the audience.

Just for the peace on stage.

The director in charge of the live broadcast was not a fool, he quickly took advantage of the hot discussion among the online audience and quickly issued instructions.Then, a young man held a board, entered the stage from a blind spot of the camera, and showed the director's prompt written on it to the judges who were desperately trying to pull the terminology.

"One less judge"

Just these five words are enough for the old fritters to make use of it.

Yes, there is one judge missing, of course they know, and it is still the one in the middle.This kind of absence is a contempt for them. They would rather be absent than let them sit in the foil position. In fact, they already have a strong displeasure.

Now that the directors have asked them to bring the rhythm, they are naturally willing to do so.

Soon, a judge spoke.

He looked at the nervous but relieved contestant in front of him, and slowly said word by word: "We appreciate your love for cats and Two-dimensional, just like what you played. But your feelings, I'm afraid it hasn't been communicated to everyone."

"Huh?" The cannon fodder contestant was at a loss.

The judge touched his chin and continued to ask: "Little girl, what do you think of judges who don't exist? What do you have to do to impress the air? You worked so hard on the stage, but someone missed it... I Feel sorry for you."

"We know you've worked so hard to prepare a publicity photo and it doesn't make you sad that the people who should be commenting on it aren't there?"

The atmosphere on the stage became not quite right, from the fake and pretentious link, it suddenly became yin and yang.Even the cannon fodder contestant playing the cat shrugged his ears and tail like a folded cat.

off stage-

In the locker room where the players gathered, it was peaceful.Girls are actually very sensitive. As soon as the judges on the screen speak, they know where these people come from—at least they are completely different from the Two-dimensional circle they belong to and like, and they are only attracted by the flow of money. nothing to do with it.

"Do you want to be judged by this kind of person..." Someone couldn't help complaining.

"Shh, we also have a judge here."

"It doesn't matter, it's okay to be sprayed by brother Xun, at least brother Xun is one of his own, but why should he be talked about awkwardly by laymen."

"My own..."

Xia Xun looked at the screen and thought for a while. If it was some kind of photography competition that he participated in, it would be really unpleasant if people who didn't know where his photos were talking nonsense about his photos.

And in the vast network, in the live broadcast of the website's activities, a little change happened unknowingly.

The super local tycoon Mian boss who was frantically swiping presents suddenly stopped cursing Brother Xun.You know, in order to get Brother Xun to "get out", the boss threw hundreds of thousands of dollars into it.But now, Boss Mian changed his tune.

"SB judges." That's probably what it means.

Soon, the audience, who thought the event was worthless and embarrassed, immediately took off with the rhythm of local tyrants, scolding the judges in an intensive manner.Although I don't know where Boss Mian came from, it seems that this local tycoon really has a grudge against the judges...