Chapter Eighty-Five: Honey Painting Style

After calming down and moistening his throat with a sip of water, Su Lin took a deep breath.

After repeatedly making sure that his clothes were worn well and whether his makeup was qualified, the live broadcast was started.

When his figure appeared in the live broadcast room, when a beautiful figure jumped out of the originally gloomy live broadcast room.

The entire live broadcast room was stunned at first, and then boiled.

"I ...... That's right, I must be dreaming. ”

"Oh my God, it turned out that the anchor appeared, am I hallucinating?"

"It's so unscientific, the anchor actually broadcast live so early this time, I thought I would have to wait a day or two (moved to cover my face and cry)."

"Hey, the anchor is a big villain, and he won't tell anyone in advance when he starts the live broadcast, people are super annoying, beat your chest with a small fist, and it's necrotic."

“……”

"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other, where are the brothers of the Royal Forest Army? Give me a name! ”

"The Imperial Guards, the second fool, is here to report!"

"The Imperial Forest Army, Yan Yan is coming to report!"

"The Imperial Forest Army Tanhua is here to report!"

"The Imperial Forest Army, Mortal Dust is here to report!"

“……”

In an instant, before Su Lin could speak, the live broadcast room was filled with barrage.

I don't know when a group of Surin's fans formed a fan organization codenamed 'Royal Forest Army'.

A large number of barrages took up half a minute before they gradually decreased.

may also be the reason why Su Lin opened the live broadcast, the number of people in the live broadcast room has increased significantly, and a group of people have poured in.

Su Lin has accumulated a lot of popularity in the previous live broadcasts, and for some reason, 'her's live broadcast always has a demonic nature, which makes people unconsciously like 'her' live broadcast.

A large number of barrages dominated the screen, and even Su Lin himself was almost stunned.

"This ...... The Guards are their own fans? ”

Looking at such a dense barrage just now, there are hundreds of people at the same time.

I'll go......

Here's what it's all about.

However, the live broadcast has been started, and Su Lin can't think about it anymore.

Su Lin's voice sounded in the live broadcast room: "You haven't seen you for a long time, you haven't seen you for two days, do you miss me?" ”

"Of course I want to, I don't see each other for a day, and I feel like I haven't seen the anchor for several years......"

"I've even dreamed of anchors (shy)."

"I don't want to."

"Ugly."

"66666, there are people who ugly refuse the anchor."

"Love letter: You actually call me ugly? Are you blind......

"Upstairs is really good at playing, but the ugly one who refused the anchor, dare to ask how beautiful you look? Send it out for all of us to look at. ”

"Front-row confession anchor."

“……”

Su Lin just said a word, and a group of people brushed up the barrage, and even almost caused a scolding war.

Su Lin also noticed the popularity of the comment area, and was quite helpless in his heart.

However, it did not show it on his face, but continued the live broadcast with a smile on his face.

"Last live broadcast, I told you a story about A Chinese Ghost Story, do you like it?"

"Wow, I love it so much, I love it to death."

"Addicted to young lady storytelling and can't extricate myself......"

"Haha, I became a fan because of the story of A Chinese Ghost Story."

"What is a woman, and after a convulsion, it will be boring. It's still a wonderful story, which is endlessly evocative, expressing great love for a Chinese ghost story, and liking Ning Caichen and Xiaoqian. ”

"Hahaha, upstairs is in sage mode."

"6666666, the appraisal is complete, the old driver upstairs."

“……”

"But I'm not going to tell a story today, but I want to play a little game with you." At this point, Su Lin paused.

As soon as these words came out, a barrage boom was set off again in the live broadcast room.

Playing mini-games?

EXM?

You're not kidding us.

Seeing that the response was good, Su Lin smiled slightly, like a spring breeze turning into rain, warming everyone's hearts.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room said that their hearts were crisp, and they couldn't extricate themselves from being addicted to the young lady. Jokes are jokes, but it also shows from the side that Surin's appearance after women's clothing is simply against the sky, and after wearing a soft wig, she is beautiful.

"It's called, I'll draw you guess."

"It's very simple, I'll draw a picture, and then you can guess what it is based on what it is." Surin said.

"What could that guess be? Is it food, clothing, or animals? Someone asked in the comment section.

"It's all possible, so I'll give a little hint after I'm done." Surin answered his question.

"It feels very interesting inexplicably."

"Hahahaha, I'm looking forward to what the anchor will draw."

"I don't know if the anchor is abstract or realistic."

"Even if the painting style is abstract, it will definitely not be difficult for us, there are tens of thousands of brothers and sisters in the live broadcast room, I don't believe that no one will guess."

A group of people are speculating about what Surin will draw and how good his painting skills will be.

These are the places they make fun of.

While they were guessing, Surin pulled up the drawing board from his computer.

After he opened the sketchpad software, most people's eyes shifted from Surin to the sketchpad.

The drawing board was empty, and now there was nothing.

"Ahem, I'm ready to start drawing, and when I'm done, I'll give you a hint, and then you guess."

After Surin finished speaking, he began to draw.

He first painted a few random strokes of gray paint on the drawing board, and drew a cone-shaped thing, but the lines were crooked, and the bottom was also uneven, a bit like a rockery, or nothing at all.

When he was done with this, he changed the blue paint, and from the top of the thing along the edge, he drew it in one stroke, and when he reached the bottom, he extended it.

After quickly drawing the diagram, Surin paused.

"I've already drawn it, let's see what it looks like? It's a four-character idiom. Surin looked at the camera with a smile on his face.

He was waiting for the audience in the live broadcast room to see if any of them could guess what it was.

"The anchor isn't kidding us, is he? Such a weird painting style, let's guess an idiom? ”

"Oh my God, what the hell have you been through?"

"Terrible...... I thought that even if the anchor was an abstractionist, I would be able to guess what it was. But now after watching the anchor's drawing, I feel like I'm overestimating myself. ”

"Hahaha, honey painting style, inexplicably poked the anchor's cuteness."

"I just counted, and the anchor drew a total of eleven strokes."

"How do you feel that the anchor is blindly drawing."

"If anyone can guess what the idiom is, I'll eat the keyboard live."

“……”

After seeing the painting drawn by Su Lin, the audience in the live broadcast room said that they couldn't understand what was drawn.

As for Surin, he waited for an answer with a smile on his face.

"I'll give you five minutes to see which of you can guess. If no one guesses after five minutes, then I publish the answer and move on to the next question. ”