After the sea king wears into the ancient abuse text

"I want you to think of a way."

He sat cross-legged on the bed, relaxed and leaned back, maybe because he just drank a small bowl of porridge, his voice was a bit sticky,

"What does this have to do with you?"

"...Just think I'm trying to win you over?" He heard a chuckle on the other side.

"No." He resolutely refused, "If you don't sign, I haven't even thought about it."

There was no sound for a long time.

He could almost imagine the man's expression of contemplating and appraising him.

Well, it might be considered ignorant of him to refuse this kind of invitation repeatedly.

"Then consider me helping you as a friend?"

"What are you talking about?" He snorted dissatisfiedly instead, "I know you don't want to get meddled in this matter - Rory has already told me that the parties involved in the competition usually don't personally stand for a certain party."

At most, it would be an unbiased announcement. As for the public opinion on the Internet, the organizer basically didn't have any concerns.

"I'm not like him."

"It's nothing different," he concluded. "Anyway, you just sit back and watch — oh, you can call me and have a chat."

"Of course we are different." Unexpectedly, the person over there would hold on to this sentence, "Are you not interested in him?"

Although it was a question, the tone was as steady as the calm surface of a lake.

Where did he get his confidence?

Xie Qi really wanted to stab him, but what Yu Yicheng said was indeed the truth, and he didn't like to hide things like this.

So he just snorted again:

"So what?"

"I thought we were closer."

"Wrong," he walked to the window, picked up the kettle and began to water the succulents, the meaning was unclear, "Because of this, you should not get involved."

A pure lover relationship, each takes what he needs, even dating and companionship requires you to settle accounts with me again and again.

In terms of work, it is also good not to violate the river.

Xie Qi himself thought that his thinking was somewhat awkward.

He is used to provoking people in the same circle, and he is open and undisguised on weekdays.In fact, through these relationships, he has indeed gained more popularity in the circle.

But when encountering specific matters, they tacitly never interfere with each other.

Yesterday we slept together in the same bed, today we just sit on the sidelines, the matter is resolved, and we will get back together in the future.

On the contrary, he can accept help from his friends calmly.

He didn't say a few words, but Yu Yicheng did understand.

"I'm surprised." The man on the opposite side was silent for a while, and told the truth.

Yu Yicheng recalled how he looked when he saw Xie Qi before.

The green color is ostentatious, not at all like it is now... like this.

"Then you know now." Xie Qi poked the swollen leaves with satisfaction,

"In the future, if we--you remember it anyway."

This is his safe zone, which cannot be easily shaken by others.

"Okay." After a while, he only heard Yu Yicheng say:

"I will remember."

Not bad.

He said that Yu Yicheng still knew how to advance and retreat.

After getting rid of some branches, he glanced at the current comments.

Due to the clarification too quickly, the post about plagiarism is still pinching, but it is already doomed to not be able to make a big wave.

On the other hand, the fact that Yuanshen pursued Shao Lian so hard and failed was pulled out and ridiculed.

"Can such an unconscious person really draw anything good?"

"Laughing to death, all I can say is that I will never look for him just because of his crap."

The original painter's account has also accumulated some fans.

It's a little famous.

Originally, Xie Qi had a little intention of using this account to help him promote the studio in the future-after all, the size is just right.

But it seems that this account is about to be tied to those Chen Zhima rotten millet things that have been shaken out.

... whatever.

I just wanted to take advantage of it.If you can't take advantage of the situation, then don't let the fire burn yourself.

"How is it?" Wen Ling was still sending messages to him over there.

Looks very worried.

"I'm going to use this account to make some responses."

How exactly, he was still thinking.

"It's best to cut off the things between you and you," Wen Ling said bluntly, "Anyway, you have already broken up with Shao Lian, right?"

"It's broken, who knows he can hold on to it."

In fact, it was Xu Chi's little trick, but Xie Qi didn't bother to greet Xu Chi, and directly tied him with Shao Lian.

"Think about it carefully, by the way," Wen Ling changed his words, "over there Rory—"

"He didn't meddle indiscriminately, don't worry, I won't implicate him either."

Xie Qi spoke concisely and did not give Wen Ling a chance to go around in circles.

He said why Wen Ling cared so much about him.

It must be because of Rory.

"Here," Wen Ling probably didn't expect Xie Qi to be so direct and difficult to answer, coughed a few times, "That's good—if you need it, you can come to me."

"Okay, thank you."

Everyone has to say a few polite words.

Xie Qi began to edit the text while thinking casually.

"Plagiarism is nothing, and the evidence has been released."

"In fact, no one has said that you plagiarized [laughing and crying] Can you ask if those things are true?"

"Why delete the picture? Why???" - This is a fan who has followed the original body for a long time.

Maybe it's because I really liked Yuan Zhen's paintings, so I can't accept it.

But the original body has even left this world behind, so does he still care about his paintings?

Xie Qi thought about it coldly, and forwarded a post.

It was the painting he destroyed, and the painting in Xu Chi's art exhibition.

After all, Xu Chi was so sincere at the time that he almost said that this painting was specially painted for Shao Lian.

And this painting is indeed similar to the one Yuan Bo planned to enter...

It's not like plagiarism, but, the scene, the mind.

It's all about painting to show love.Shown is the same person.

And the feedback received by the artist himself was quite different.

His side is "lick the dog biss"

As for Xu Chi, he had already begun to clarify that he didn't know who the whistleblower was, and he didn't get involved in the relationship between the two of them.

It's basically just compliments and hugs.

They like those who are favored, and they sneer at those who are sincerely dedicated.

Xie Qi threw out a live link.

Soon there were people flocking to it.

"Are you going to show your face and tear each other up! [Looking for melons]"

"I'm an old fan. I still hope that Xiao Qi won't play rashly... making himself ugly."

Without delay, he cleaned up and started the live broadcast.

But netizens who came to eat melons are destined to be disappointed.

On the screen is a simple easel with white paper.

Not to mention the face, I didn't even see a figure.

"What is this for, I thought the live broadcast clarified [dull]"

"+1"

"Ah, your hands are so beautiful!"

"!"

A white hand appeared on the screen.

Thin, well-articulated.

Just like the first impression it gives people, this hand picks up the pen without sloppy at all.

Draft on white paper.

"So fast……"

"It's done in one go, and the art students feel comfortable."

"SOS, I thought I was eating melons, but I was in class?"

"Isn't this sketch the same as his park painting? Draw a new one against that painting? I can't understand it."

Xie Qi glanced at this question, and rarely said:

"There is no face-to-face painting, and the original painting has been destroyed."

"Destroy? It suddenly occurred to me that Xiaoqi seemed to be using this painting for the competition?"

Several fan comments were drowned out in the crowd.

"That's it? Boring."

"I actually watched it for so long."

"One thing to say, the foundation is really good."

Basically the original painting takes shape.

Then he splashed some paint on the sketch.

The blue liquid flowed in all directions.

"??? What did you want to do when you worked so hard to draw a draft?"

"I didn't expect that I came to see performance art."

Ignoring the series of question marks from others, Xie Qi changed a pen and followed the paint to outline on the paper.

The original yellow balloon turned into a blue pupil floating in the sky.

The colorful flowers in the flower beds have turned into emerald green broken glass.

And the bench turned into split stone.

The line draft no longer exists, only a little shadow remains on the distribution of color blocks.

Intense and fragmented.

"This has directly changed to a painting school?? Passers-by don't understand..."

"Don't understand +1"

But other reviews have changed completely.

"Art students call nb directly"

"Is it still too late to apologize to the teacher orz"

That's the end of the live broadcast.

Someone exited in bewilderment.

There are also people who are full of surprises.

Xie Qi opened a new account without stopping.

I made a brief announcement, and took a screenshot in the first article to reply to the old fan's comment "Why delete the picture? Why???":

"Be normal again."

Then he just turned everything off.

"I saw your live broadcast!" Wen Ling excitedly sent him a message, "Sure enough."

"But is this enough?" He was somewhat worried.

"Is this not enough?" Xie Qi closed his eyes, "They just want to watch a show, the process is unclear, just give a result."

"Aren't you being a little too subtle?"

"What does it matter." Xie Qi lowered his eyes lazily, "Everyone who understands understands, others are not important."

He searched for a forum post and sent it to Wen Ling - this forum was the source of Wen Ling's previous slanderous post.

[Marketing genius little artist comes in and gets beaten——a pen tells you what it means to touch porcelain by leaps and bounds. 】

"Come out so soon? Your new fans are pretty good."

Xie Qi didn't say much.

As far as painting is concerned, there is really no need to talk nonsense about the gap that can be seen at a glance in the industry.

Just start writing.

Wen Ling sent something else, but Yu Yicheng had already called.

"Didn't you read the comments when you drew?"

"See, what can I do?"

"There's no need to look bad at bad things."

"No worries."

I fell over before, but I didn't feel it the second time I came.

He thought he could be said to be calm at every turn.

Yu Yicheng's consolation failed.

"What do you plan to do next?" Yu Yicheng was not discouraged, "Open a new account—some public opinion can be managed."

Just a word to let him come.

"Let's let it dry first, it will fade in a while." He said lazily, "We still have to prepare for the competition."

"Don't take it to heart, this kind of turmoil," the person opposite could be heard carefully choosing words, "they may be trying to influence your game."

"Then they failed."

"But you can turn bad into good."

"I don't have that much free time - why are you being so nice to me? Huh?" He pinched the succulent leaves, "I won't talk to you anymore."

作者有话要说：明天应该会长一些。感谢在2021-08-0923:45:18~2021-08-1100:21:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Soft father;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of the mechanism;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!