Chapter 27

Earth, sky.

Long hair is elegant and rises in the air.

Black clouds are thick.

Lightning and thunder.

Meng fan's painting of the robbery is still very facial.

It's just that lightning looks stronger.

“666！”

"Yes, yes!"

In the praise of a series of bullets, Meng fan thinned the tip of the universal pen in his hand, and then painted on the lightning. At first, the water friends thought they were painting some details, and slowly found something wrong.

"Not painting, but writing?"

——Your mother and I fell into the water at the same time. Who did you save?

"What does WTF say!"

——Who is good-looking between me and your predecessor?

"What the hell is this!"

——Do you think this one or that one looks good on me?

——Have you found any changes in me today?

——Am I getting fat?

——Do you think I'm bored?

——Will you like other girls in the future?

——What will you do if someone gives you 100 million to give up on me?

——Do you think she's serious?

——Is it the most comfortable to do it with me?

——What are you thinking?

——Can we talk?

——How much do you love me?

——Did you dream about me?

——Remember what day it is today?

"I especially choose dog belt!"

"Hahahahahaha, this is the real robbery! Compared with this, what forty-nine day robbery and what nuclear weapons day robbery are all scum!"

"Only six or nine days of disaster can be broken! (witty expression)"

"If this is a robbery, I'm absolutely doomed!"

"Pain dominated by girlfriend's problems!"

"You can't resist the first three in your life!"

"I'm really convinced of this picture!"

"Best today! Anchor, can I transfer to Weibo?"

"The brain circuit of the anchor is simply!"

"Crazy!"

"The anchor is poisonous!"

"You are so fucking talented!"

"Take a walk with the little gift."

"Really? Cross the robbery!"

On the eve of Meng fan's trip, a pair of unfashionable lovers lamented that love was terrible. In the spirit of research, he searched a lot of relevant information about the terrible love on the Internet, including terrible questions asked by his girlfriends.

When I first drew the picture of Dujie, I had an idea about it, and it can be regarded as learning for application.

Looking at the barrage and the small gifts, the effect seems to be good.

After a look, the number of online people has broken the 2000 mark, and the barrage is slowly beginning to increase the sound of "rampaging into the world of truth". Obviously, a large part of it is from the fans.

The live room with 2000 people online is naturally a small live room, let alone compared with those big touch rooms. Even in the unpopular area of painting, it is very general. In terms of the number of online people in the live broadcast room painted on the partition page, many can hang Meng fan.

If it can be hung on the home page, not to mention that the number of people pouring in every minute is enough for Meng fan to live for twoorthree days.

I hope to arrange a recommendation table early!

After hanging the title and links of Jin Zhu's novel, Meng fan began to draw the last five.

The first painting must have a male owner. The male owner, Yuan Chong, was 19 years old in the early stage of the novel. He was a big boy with an inch of head and two lengs.

Meng fan painted the scene where the male master first entered the cultivation world and saw the cultivator's sword, which painted the male master's stupidity and surprise brilliantly.

The second picture shows the male master Yuan Chong poking "Gu Yao Fairy" with a fire stick. This is Meng fan's first imperial sister in this book so far.

Meng fan is the most adept at Royal sister. He will never spare his pen when it is time to be magnificent.

The third is a man with a high number of appearances, a fat man.

Mom, I don't know when all kinds of novels like to use fat people as supporting roles, gags, cute and cheap, cannon fodder All kinds of dirty and tiring work are done by fat people. Can a hard-working fat man get fat like that!

You must be humorous and have a big heart!

For what?

Can't fat people be careful? Can't fat people be lazy? Can't fat people be serious? Can't fat people be the protagonist?

Meng fan finished painting with resentment. When he saw it, he held the grass. The painting was good!

Um! Meng fan is sure that he has no shadow of himself!

…….

Three hours have passed since the completion of the five paintings of "rampage into the world of truth". Excluding the pause in the middle and the movement of fingers, wrists and buttocks, on average, one is more than fiveorsix minutes more than that of anime colleagues.

Before the next broadcast, the peak number of online viewers was more than 2300, while today's total number of viewers surprised Meng fan, more than 3700!

Current process 2: 13100/100000.

Meng fan thought that this proportion should be related to the group of novel book friends.

It's quite awesome.

This cooperation is still cost-effective!

As for gifts and props, compared with the first day, there are not many, but also many. After a few days of accumulation, Meng fan's anchor level has successfully entered up12.

"Oh, I'll be right back."

Meng fan found the studio administrator who came to rush people covetously, and hurriedly accompanied him with a smile. Today's live broadcast time is a little longer, and it's really time to close the door.

"Nothing."

The administrator inexplicably gave Meng fan a smiling face: "I just finished watching the TV series updated today and am about to brush my microblog to scold Er Qing. It doesn't matter if you draw it for a while."

What, er Qing, er Tai, er Hao, what and what?

Meng fan looked confused, thinking that this was the new words of the administrator to rush people. It was impossible to stay, pack up and leave quickly. However, it seems that the administrator really doesn't mean to catch up with himself. He looks much kinder than before.

Is it She's so hard-working these days. She feels good in her eyes, or does charm +1 really work?

Out of the studio, Meng fan touched his fat face when he saw that no one was around. He should not have become handsome. Is he more naive?

Walking to the door of the small supermarket, Meng fan hesitated whether to go in and buy a bottle of iced broadleaf as a reward for himself. After broadcasting for so long today, he was hesitant, and found that there were many people piled up not far away.

What time is it? There are so many people. No, it's the unfashionable dog blood story that night, isn't it?

Meng fan, who had already had a certain psychological shadow on this kind of thing, avoided it and thought about buying a bottle of ice in a small supermarket.

"Huh?"

A familiar voice came from the crowd, which made Meng fan tremble with fat all over his body.

Chendaqiang!

History repeats itself?

Is it a disaster that can't be avoided?

Meng fan hurried over.

"Zhao Changgui! We've broken up for five months, and you can't take care of my business! What's the relationship between me and you, whether I'm in love or not? What's the relationship between me and you? Go away!"

There is a girl's voice, listening to very angry, and some collapse.

"This name is close to Daqiang."

Hearing this, Meng fan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no conflict yet. With absolute tonnage advantage, Meng fan walked into the accident center without any difficulty. Well, there are really not so many people crowded inside and outside.

"If you can't control it, you can't control it! Then what I'm going to do next has nothing to do with you. I just look at the boy and want to beat him. Don't stop me!"

Standing in front of the girl was a tall boy with a square face, small eyes, a small nose and a big mouth. He looked even angrier than the girl. He frowned and walked forward, pointing to Chen Daqiang beside the girl: "Why are you coming here!"

There are two boys booing beside Zhao Changgui.

"No wonder Daqiang, who always has a good temper, will conflict with people, and it's no wonder that he became so depressed after the incident. This is not a conflict, but a group fight!"

Meng fan knew that Daqiang was strong, so he looked up and down at Zhao Changgui's figure, and then looked at Chen Daqiang's name, which was like a person. However, there was little difference.

There is spectrum.

"If you want to fight, you must hurry up!" Meng fan put the painting tube to the side and walked over cautiously. It looked like a relief. "Three minutes, three minutes at most. The security guard or teacher will arrive. Hurry up! You two hurry to make room for him."

Meng fan took one in one hand and easily took the two boys who cheered Zhao Changgui to the side. These two goods were not as heavy as Meng fan. Even if they broke free, they could not go far with Meng fan's hand speed.

Moreover, these two people really didn't dare to move around. Meng fan's tonnage is almost up to the standard of SUMO professional players!

Zhao Changgui became a loner.

Chen Daqiang received Meng fan's eyes and immediately had confidence.

Come here, come here.