Chapter 51

"Hello, I'll call you. If you have anything, just call Lao Gao. If you have anything else, just call me."

Two stools were brought to Meng fan. The actor outside member Wang took the initiative to exchange contact information with Meng fan. His hand was inserted into his trouser pocket, but he didn't pull it out. He asked, "over there in the gate tower, will you come back tomorrow?"

Seeing Meng fan nodding, he left happily.

After walking a little farther, he pulled his hand out of his trouser pocket and held several tickets. He was supposed to give them to Meng fan after throwing the hydrangea. After helping this, Wang Yuanwai felt that he could save for the time being.

"Brother Gao, please."

Meng fan honestly said that he would absolutely abide by the rules.

The tall and thin administrator smiled and nodded. Before leaving, he pointed to one of the stools that looked much stronger and said, "you sit on this one, um... It's comfortable."

At the bottom of the shadow on the other side, he sat down against a small door, which opened a gap. There was not much air-conditioning in it, but it was enough to make him feel the pleasure of ice and fire in this hot day.

Set up the easel, hang a painted sketch on the stick that brother GAO found, and draw the cartoon avatars of six important characters in a recent hit drama, like a poster.

Some words are written below, the larger ones are "exclusive cartoon Avatar" and "free", the smaller ones are "student homework" and the prominent red reminder "in live broadcast, be careful".

I have made it clear what this stall does and why it does so, as well as the live broadcast reminder. After all, some people don't like being on camera.

Moreover, Meng fan is not sure whether his live broadcast is a commercial act, so he still has to respect the right of portrait.

Then arrange the live broadcast auxiliary device like GoPro, adjust the lens, and give the picture. On the right is the easel, and on the left front is a stool. Tourists can also enter the mirror by sitting here at that time.

Meng fan is not in the mirror. He can see his hands and a little body at most.

Connect to the live broadcast, pull the stool specially ordered by the tall and thin administrator to the easel, and Meng fan sits down. This is "opening".

"Hoo!"

The tall and thin administrator who was sitting by the small door and enjoying the slightest chill saw Meng fan sit down, and sit down. The stool was all right. He breathed a long breath, thanks to his wisdom.

Meng fan didn't send any messages in several groups after he was broadcast.

He stared at the progress value of [live broadcast talent] in his mind, and it was obvious that it was rising.

When the number of online people in the live broadcast room was 0, it was rising. Therefore, Meng fan could confirm that these values were given by passing tourists because they took a look at themselves who were broadcasting live.

I didn't pay attention to it when I was in the studio before, because the number of people in the studio is not large, and the number of people online in the live studio can't attract Meng fan's attention at all.

It was not until the live broadcast of running this morning that Meng fan found some strange things, and then had a guess, which was slowly confirmed.

After confirming again, Meng fan lost the message to the group.

Before that, someone had entered the live studio.

So far, more than 30000 people have paid attention to Meng fan's live studio. Coupled with the metaphysical attribute of being, it is normal for people to come so soon.

Soon after the news was lost in the group, the number of online people broke through a thousand.

The title of the current live broadcast room is [draw cartoon avatars for tourists in song city today].

"What's the situation? It's broadcast this morning!"

"Change places!"

"Look at the title, Meng Pang, this is a challenge outdoors."

"Hahaha, boss Meng has gone out to set up a stall!"

Meng fan kept in mind some details that needed attention, and looked at the barrage with his mobile phone. It was also rare that he was not in the studio today. He didn't need to press his voice and said, "there is no class in the afternoon, so he came out to set up a stall and drew exclusive cartoon avatars for tourists for free."

I took the live broadcast assistant to sweep the surrounding environment, and then put it back to its original position.

"There are a lot of people, but I don't think anyone is willing to paint for me."

"Wait."

"How does it feel like it's not open today?"

Meng fan opened up and said, in fact, two minutes have passed, but he is not in a hurry. Looking at all kinds of happy roast in the barrage, what anchor is ugly, no one dares to approach, and he must be afraid that you are a liar.

But it's not right to look at it like this all the time. Meng fan thought, "why don't you tell you some cold jokes while waiting. It seems that other anchors do this."

The bullet screen is full of roast who didn't find the anchor in the studio before.

"Isn't there always a typhoon this season? Ask you, how much do you have to take out in a typhoon?"

After a pause for a while, Meng fan, regardless of whether there was an answer in the barrage, continued, "40 million. In typhoon days, if there is no 40 million, don't go out." After a pause and giving the reaction time, I changed the sentence, "don't go out without Si in typhoon days."

"Where did you see this sand sculpture cold joke anchor? Hahaha."

"Hahaha, I think of a similar one - don't go out without three (umbrellas) in rainy days."

“666！”

Meng fan saw that no one had come, so he said a second: "a hunter shot at a fox, why did the hunter die? - because this is a reflection arc."

Still no one came, Meng fan was a little anxious, so he had to continue his cold joke: "who has the flattest chest in Green's fairy tale? Little Red Riding Hood, because little Red Riding Hood's grandmother was eaten by a wolf."

"Anchor, are you sure it's not grandma?"

"The original book of Grimm's fairy tales is French, in which Grandma and grandma are the same word."

"Are you sure the one in front is French instead of German?"

There must be a lot of people passing by here. They noticed a lot of Meng fan, but most of them glanced at him when passing by, and some of them gathered together, but walked away without asking.

Meng fan, who told cold jokes, was also quite cold in his heart. He asked himself that although he was fat, he was always not greasy and quite naive. Is it so untrustworthy?

After looking at the time, Meng fan knew that he was a little nervous.

Because the previous live broadcast was in the studio, which is a familiar place, this live broadcast is outdoors, and unlike the dianzan dance on the city gate, it is to face-to-face with the "customer" group.

Also, during the live broadcast, someone will inevitably look at his painting. It doesn't matter if Meng fan is across the screen, but it's a little uncomfortable to stand next to or behind him.

The tension has to be overcome.

Don't worry, wait.

At least for half an hour, you have to be reserved and don't shout.

It's too poor to shout for free!

Meng fan continued to tell cold jokes.

"Luo Zhixiang, pan Weibo and Lin Junjie went out together, but there was only one bike. Who rode it? - Luo Zhixiang, because Peppa Pig."

"Luo Zhixiang, pan Weibo and Lin Junjie fought. Excuse me, who lost? - Pan Weibo, because his meager strength is not worth mentioning."

"It's the three of them who were thrown on a desert island because of fighting. Who survived? -- Junjie is the one who knows food."

Meng fan told six cold jokes about the three of them at one time. The live room was full of bullets begging to let go of the three of them and why they were so busy. Suddenly, it was replaced by——

"Beautiful little sister!"

"Come, come, finally come a person who is willing to be painted!"

"Still a beauty!"

"Boss Meng, welcome!"

"Thanks to my little sister for saving pan Weibo, Luo Zhixiang and Lin Junjie! If you don't come again, the three of them may be thrown somewhere."

Meng fan's eyes lit up at this time, and finally one came.

"Draw me a picture."

The beautiful young lady smiled at Meng fan and said, without asking if it was really free.

"OK, sit down... Why are you here? Why are you here?"

Meng fan looked at it for several times, and always felt familiar. After a closer look, he recognized who it was. It was not Miss Gao on the city gate.

As for how hard it is to recognize, it is not Meng fan's face that is blind, but because there is a great difference between Miss Gao's ancient clothes and modern clothes.

Ma Xiaochun, who has changed her clothes and makeup, said, "I just passed by and saw it after work."

"Oh." Meng fan nodded, "didn't I draw a picture for you?"

"You drew Miss Gao for me, not me." Ma Xiaochun had no hope for Meng fan's ability to chat with girls. "Besides, you sit alone and have no one. It's pathetic. I'll give you a show. Why don't you want to draw for me if you don't thank me?"

"No, No."

Meng fan waved his hand again and again, looking at Miss Gao, who sat down with a smile, and was a little puzzled.

I have to pay a "thank you" for the free painting. Women are really unreasonable.