256 Little expert in making money, cool and cool Mu Shenzhou [1 more]
[It's better than Yan Bao to be so-so, I'm afraid I don't know that Yan Bao has had several personal calligraphy exhibitions, right? ] 】
[To be honest, good-looking is good-looking, but there is no one in your eyes, Yan Bao, slap her in the face! ] 】
Although Xiu Yan has entered the entertainment industry, she is the eldest lady of the Xiu family, and she is naturally proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
But to have a calligraphy exhibition, the calligraphy skills of the face is amazing.
Especially a while ago, one of her big characters was personally sent to the International Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition by the vice president of the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association to participate in the competition.
Fans also know what the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association stands for.
All the top calligraphy masters in China are in this association.
And these calligraphy masters will not accept apprentices so easily.
It is true that there is a reason for the cultivation of the family, but the beauty itself is very powerful.
After watching the plot of jumping off a building and losing his memory, Ying Zijin was finally willing to put his eyes on Xiu Yan: "I write a word, which is more expensive." ”
Xiu Yan smiled: "What do you mean?" ”
The conversation between the two was clearly recorded in the live broadcast room.
The barrage is full of question marks.
【??? Did she know that Yan Bao was the eldest lady of the Xiu family and deliberately blackmailed? 】
[What do you mean that your words are more expensive, do you know that Yan Bao can sell for 200,000 yuan for a word? ] How much more expensive can you get? 】
[Yan Bao, you promise her, if she loses, she will have to buy your words! ] 】
Xiu Yan glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, thought for a moment, and smiled: "Well, whoever wins will buy each other's words." ”
Hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned and looked lazy: "Then come on." ”
Xiu Yan made a phone call and asked someone to help bring all her pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.
"Classmate Ying, this is a website from the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association." Xiu Yan opened a web address, "After we upload the words we have written, the website will evaluate the scores." ”
"Generally speaking, a word that reaches 90 points can be sold for 500,000 yuan."
As he spoke, Xiu Yan picked up the brush again: "Which one does classmate Ying need?" Wolf's hair, or sheep's hair? ”
Ying Zijin glanced at it and took one casually: "It doesn't matter." ”
Xiu Yan held the brush for a moment, and smiled again: "Then it seems that classmate Ying is very powerful." ”
[What's awesome?] Beginners in calligraphy also know that the types of brushes used for different calligraphy and painting are also different, so it doesn't matter? 】
[I haven't studied calligraphy at all, I was originally an art student who came to participate in the ISC, and now it seems that art is not good? 】
After laying out the rice paper, dipping it in the polished ink, the face is repaired, and then the writing begins.
She writes in block letters, and there is a chic atmosphere between the lines.
When writing, Xiu Yan glanced at the girl, and after seeing that she had written a word, she stopped writing and couldn't help but shake her head slightly.
After five minutes, the face is retouched.
After blowing on the rice paper, she took out her phone to take pictures.
Ying Zijin wrote a word, and after she finished writing, her attention returned to the TV.
Teng Yunmeng neatly took out his mobile phone: "Zijin, I'll take pictures for you." ”
"Now, I'm going to pass the words of the two of us to this website." Touch-up clicked on screen sharing to ensure that everyone in the live broadcast room could see it.
[Yan Bao passed quickly, released the score, so that she could know who was better than whom. 】
"I'll pass it on." Xiu Yan smiled and comforted the fans, "Don't worry, everyone. ”
"Zijin." Teng Yunmeng lowered his voice, "It doesn't matter if you lose, after all, Xiu Yan is also half of the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association, and he is really powerful." ”
Ying Zijin slowly stretched: "I won the money and invited you to dinner." ”
Teng Yunmeng: "??? ”
Because the words of the two people are passed up together, and the scores are also produced together.
The first thing to be put in the face is the score of Ying Zijin.
She moved her mouse and clicked on the score column.
A big red "100" popped up, and the website played jubilant music.
【……】
The fans in the live broadcast room fell silent all of a sudden.
This "100" is clearly fanned in their faces.
"Ying's calligraphy is really good." Xiu Yan was still smiling, and his expression did not change at all, "I didn't study art, so I can't compare." ”
She clicked on her score again.
What comes out is an "8".
The jubilant music also disappeared immediately, replaced by a string of bleak erhu sounds.
Teng Yunmeng laughed out loud.
Ying Zijin pressed her head.
Sheng Qingtang is called an old naughty boy, it is really not unreasonable.
Websites can do the same.
The fingers of the face trembled, it was unbelievable.
If it weren't for the fact that she was still live streaming, she would have pounced.
The number "8", like a knife, stabbed her eyes brightly.
Last time she scored 80 points, she practiced for a long time, and even her teacher rarely praised her, how could she get an 8?
Xiu Yan curled his hair behind his ears, barely stabilized his emotions, and smiled nonchalantly: "The system has gone wrong, I'll retransmit it." ”
As she spoke, she passed her words up.
Ten seconds later, the score came out, and it was 85.
Xiu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "This is the right score, I'll pass on the words of classmate Ying again." ”
She clicks Upload.
The score also came out quickly, and it was still 100.
The nails of the face pinched the palms.
85 and 100 are not as ugly as 8 and 100.
But before the tone of Xiu Yan was completely relaxed, the next second, her score changed.
From 85, it became 8 again.
Once again, the sad erhu sounded.
The barrage in the live broadcast room was completely silent, and the fans couldn't say a word.
Obviously, it's not that the website system is wrong, it's that the score of the retouching is an "8".
In the end, it was passers-by and some black fans who repaired their faces.
[I have also used this website, its scoring system is based on proportion, if who's handwriting is good, correspondingly, other people's scores will also be lowered.] 】
[hahahaha, so this is Shenyan's sister's calligraphy is too good, and she directly pressed the score of beauty repair into single digits? ] No, I died laughing. 】
[I understand, I understand, people get 100 points because they only have 100 points. 】
[It's true that it's so-so and better than you, if people write it seriously, you don't deserve to be better at all? ] 】
[A big star bullied an amateur, but I didn't expect that he was a professional and kicked to the iron plate, right? ] 】
[Where did the fans get their faces, oh, slapping other people's faces? ] Your face is gone now, right? 】
Even if the house management keeps deleting barrages and banning words, they can't control it.
This live broadcast to fans has become a group ridicule scene.
Fans are even more ashamed, and they forgot to talk about Xiu Yan.
He closed the computer with a "snap", and the expression that had been tense finally shattered.
"If you don't take more, I'll charge you a million." Ying Zijin leaned on the sofa, very lazy, "The collection code has been sent to you, remember to pay for it." ”
The face is retouched and left with a blue face.
Her hands were shaking as she left.
Teng Yunmeng came back to his senses in a trance.
The appearance and IQ of their group are responsible, and they seem to be still a little money-making expert.
**
After returning to his bedroom, Xiu Yan was so angry that he smashed the inkstone.
Her chest heaved, she picked up her phone and dialed: "Hey, yes, it's me, we'll go out tomorrow, and when the time comes, I'll call her, you can see the situation." ”
I don't know what was said over there.
Xiu Yan smiled: "There is no background, or from Shanghai, who of us can't let her disappear in the imperial capital unknowingly?" Feng Hua, if you don't want to, I'll contact others, I believe your brothers will also be interested. ”
"Don't, don't, Miss Xiu." Hearing this, Feng Hua was anxious, "I want me, such a good product, it's hard for Miss Xiu to consider me first." ”
"Say it in advance, I'm only responsible for bringing people." Xiu Yan was faint, "I won't care about other things." ”
"Okay, just bring someone here." Feng Hua said, "I've done too much of this kind of thing, and I won't implicate Miss Xiu, besides, how dare I?" ”
Although the Feng family is also a family with a surname in the imperial capital, compared with the Xiu family, it is not enough to see at all.
Not to mention that the face repair was sent to him, even if he asked him to help, Feng Hua had to do it.
He took a sip of wine, clicked on the picture he sent to him, and proudly showed off to the boy next to him: "Look, isn't this girl amazing?" ”
"Yo, Feng Gongzi, where did this come from?" A boy next to him was surprised, "Which star?" ”
"No, no, it's just an ordinary person." Feng Hua waved his hand, "Miss Xiu said that she gave me this girl, and when I get tired of playing, I will give it to you." ”
"That's a good feeling." Brother Gongzi smiled, "I really want to try it, but I guess Mu Gongzi won't participate in this kind of thing, right?" ”
He turned his head, looked at Mu Shenzhou on the other side, and laughed: "We, Master Mu, are about to inherit the Mu family." ”
Mu Shenzhou stared at the photo and didn't speak.
Feng Hua noticed the change in Mu Shenzhou's expression, and woke up: "Mu Gongzi, do you know?" Your people? ”
If it was someone Mu Shenzhou knew, he wouldn't dare touch it.
The Xiu family and the Mu family, he can't afford to offend.
He is greedy for sex, but he is even more desperate for his life.
Mu Shenzhou breathed slowly, and turned his head lightly: "I don't know, you can play casually." ”
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