Chapter 39: That's My Freedom

"Who is this person? Painting with sand is amazing, isn't it?"

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"He's only so young, how can he be so good at painting?"

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Countless netizens who watched the live broadcast and small videos were commenting wildly.

In the office of the president of Douyin, the secretary quickly ran in.

"President, take a look at those videos at the top of the homepage of our APP. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Just look at it. ”

President Douyin, immediately opened the mobile APP, when he saw that the entire APP screen was full of words such as "Northern Jiangsu New Year Party" and "Sand Painting", the whole person was confused.

However, when he clicked in, he saw the video of Yang Xiaofan's painting with his own eyes, and he was instantly shocked.

Although he was just painting through the screen, he could see at a glance that Yang Xiaofan's painting level was very high.

Even those famous painters in China can't compare!

It's too strong!

"Quick, go to Subei University immediately, no matter what, you have to contact this painter. Invite him to our video site and be an Internet celebrity anchor. ”

As the president of Douyin Video Company, his professional market sensitivity made him smell how prosperous Yang Xiaofan's future would be.

At least, for a period of time, the traffic value he was able to create was extraordinary.

Coupled with the speculation of capital, it is not difficult to push Yang Xiaofan to the top.

In the current era of Internet celebrity talents, it is difficult to create a top Internet celebrity, and Yang Xiaofan is now very hopeful.

Once the exclusive contract is signed, it will be able to bring more traffic to Douyin in a short period of time.

Don't look at it for a short time, the major video sites, the competition is very fierce, a little bit of a breather, you may be ahead of others, I don't know how many steps.

But at the same time, it was not only Douyin that discovered Yang Xiaofan's strength, but other live broadcast platforms such as Tiger Tooth and Fast Monkey also took action and wanted to strike first.

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Here at Northern Jiangsu University, the party has almost become Yang Xiaofan's standout.

He performed for a full thirty minutes in a row, which can be called dominant!

There is no way, each of the sand paintings he makes is different, and each one is diverse, with different landscapes and fascinating landscapes.

For a while, it seemed to bring everyone into the majestic mountains.

After a while, it seemed to bring everyone into the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River.

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In short, his paintings are more comfortable and energetic than watching high-definition movies and videos!

In this case, he will definitely be the first place in the campus party without any suspense.

In the end, he insisted on stepping down on his own, so that he could stop and let other students in the later classes have the opportunity to perform on stage.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Because, with his performance, Zhuyu is in front, everyone is attracted, like the classmates in the back, who are set off extremely ordinary, and they are not attractive at all.

Even on stage, energetically singing and dancing... The students below have always been talking about Yang Xiaofan's paintings.

What's more, I just picked up my phone and started watching small videos.

I don't even watch the performances on the stage.

After coming down, Qin Nuanyu came up to wipe Yang Xiaofan's sweat for the first time, and the fragrant wind was fragrant, which made Yang Xiaofan's heart ripple.

"Squad leader, how is it? Your man didn't disappoint you, did he?"

Qin Nuanyu glanced at him, but his heart was incomparably beautiful.

Disappointment is impossible to be disappointed, not only not disappointed, but also extremely excited.

After all, this is the first time in her life that she has seen Yang Xiaofan paint in person.

Before, all she saw were finished products!

The shock of this time is far from inferior, seeing his paintings, selling for one or two million!

However, at this time, a classmate trotted over and said with a serious face:

"Yang Xiaofan, right? The principal asked me to call you to the office. ”

"What is the Headmaster looking for you?"

Qin Nuanyu couldn't help frowning slightly, but Yang Xiaofan had already thought of something, rubbed her little head, and said:

"It's nothing, it should be just a little thing. I'll take a look. ”

"Good!"

Qin Nuanyu nodded obediently, and then as if she had thought of something, she spoke again:

"By the way, Gu Hao called just now and said that there was a customer a few days ago who brought an old man and wanted to meet you. I let them come to school. ”

"I know, they came, and I told them that I was going to the principal's office, and asked them to wait for me outside for a while. ”

"Good. ”

The two said goodbye, and Yang Xiaofan followed the classmate to the principal's office.

"Principal, classmate Yang is here. ”

"Okay, you go down first, close the door, and I'll talk to Yang Xiaofan." ”

"Yes. ”

When the door closed, the principal immediately put away his smiling face, slapped the table on the spot, and scolded sharply:

"Yang Xiaofan, you are so bold!"

Yang Xiaofan was not in a hurry, put his hands in his pockets, and said expressionlessly:

"What do you mean by the headmaster talking like that?"

"You still want to fill me with garlic? Don't think I don't know, the other day, you were the one who painted on the wall of the school, right?"

"Not bad. ”

Yang Xiaofan nodded in acknowledgement.

"Then I'm looking for you all over the school, why don't you come out?"

"I can't get out, this is my freedom, right?"

"Presumptuous! You are scribbling on the walls of the school, are you still reasonable? Let me tell you, this matter is not over! From today onwards, you will join the school's painting club, and you must paint on time and in accordance with the amount every day to make up for the mistakes you have made before. ”

Yang Xiaofan smiled coldly.

He knew that if he was recognized by this old fellow, he would not have good fruit to eat.

As early as his freshman year, he knew that this old guy was not a good thing, and he contracted the school cafeteria to his brother-in-law, making the cafeteria smoky and unpalatable to death.

Things like that, he doesn't know yet, how much he did.

Now that he knows that his painting skills are so strong, he immediately can't wait to show his fox tail, wanting to let himself paint for him, and then he can sit and collect the profits of the fisherman and sell his paintings for money.

Think of it beautifully!

One of his paintings is worth one or two hundred million, why should he be given to it for nothing?

"According to the school's regulations, graffiti on the fence is just a matter of cleaning up the school wall and recording a minor offense. Why did you force me to join the school's painting club, and ask me to paint on time and in accordance with the amount every day?"

The principal slapped the table, stood up angrily, pointed at Yang Xiaofan's nose and shouted:

"What kind of attitude do you have? Do you have the attitude of talking to me? Believe it or not, I can make you drop out of school in minutes with just one word?"