Forehead......

Even if Xie Wanyan is not a real genius scholar, he is not stupid.

Meek and this, when I heard it, I felt that there was a pit.

But the words have already been said like this, if he retreats now, don't say that it is not good to explain in front of fans, even Huo Xian behind him may chew him raw.

He can only go up hard, and if he can't draw it through self-hypnosis, he definitely can't draw it either.

What are you kidding, no matter how docile and smart he is, isn't he just a five-year-old?

He is also a person who has received nine years of compulsory education and is about to take the college entrance examination.

The pen and notebook were handed to the hand of Xie Wanyan.

The camera gave two close-ups, one in his hand and one on his face.

The picture seems to stand still for a while.

After solving it, Yan stared at the meek and paper-filled ghost drawings.

Unlike other children, Meek and He didn't draw a page with a totem, he had eighteen so-called totems all crammed into a piece of paper.

The lines are messy, and I really can't tell what he's dancing.

After a few seconds, Xie Yan turned around and looked back at the screen.

"I—Can I do that?" He asked Uncle Li, "I didn't draw this in the first place, can I compare it?" ”

Uncle Li was embarrassed for a second, then nodded decisively: "Yes." ”

Now in the live broadcast room, no audience has added totems.

Everyone is questioning meekness and sheer scribbling.

And if he really didn't scribble, the difficulty would be ...... The program team felt that it was okay to lower the face a little after the solution.

The scene was quiet again.

After Xie Yan, he held the album in one hand and the pen in the other, sometimes looking up at the screen, and sometimes looking down at the ghost drawing talisman on the book.

His hands were gesturing from time to time, and his mouth seemed to be full of words.

It seems like that, actually, well...... There is no use for any eggs.

After a few minutes, Xie Yan let out a laugh after shaking his head several times in a row.

"This, this really doesn't have any rules, Shunhe, are you really serious about painting?" He turned his head and asked Meekness, the smile on his face, three points of embarrassment, five points of questioning, and one point of annoyance and one point of panic.

It must be scribbled, it must be.

He looked at both eyes, and couldn't see that they had any relationship with the totems on the screen.

"Shunhe has a very serious painting," Wenshunhe opened a pair of innocent-looking and innocent eyes, "Brother Wanyan, don't be modest, you will give it to you if you add it, don't be afraid that Shunhe will be sad." ”

After solving Yan's current problem, it is not whether he is afraid of being docile and sad.

It's that he's sad now!

His mind was now more chaotic than meek and drawing.

What is he going to say, that he can't add a single one?

docile and like this, at first glance, he really has some content, if he doesn't have any content, after solving it, Yan really plans to beat this kid after the show comes down.

Play with him too!

No, it's not just playing with him, it's about playing with the entire program group, playing with all the viewers who watch the show!

"I can't add it." The mess in his mind was pulled out, and finally Yan held back these five words.

It's very aggrieved, but there is really no way.

"You can't even add it after you finish it?" Ling Yihan went online again in a weird way, "Impossible, aren't you a genius scholar?" Isn't that what, with an IQ of one hundred and fifteen? ”

"What's ......" he paused and looked at Meek Shunhe, "Xiao Shunhe is five years old this year, right?" ”

Meek and well-behaved nodded.

"Oh my God, our little Shunhe's IQ won't be higher than one hundred and fifteen, right?"

Everyone: "......"

For a while, I didn't know whether he was praising meekness and harmony, or mocking and relieving his face.

It's just that they all secretly whispered to themselves in their hearts that they must not provoke Ling Yihan in the future during the course of the show.

This person has gone mad, and the identification is complete.

The key is that this madman's family is still rich in the world, and no one can control it.

Ling Yihan said that he was afraid of a bird, this dog forced the show not to return his Ling Bao to his partner for a day, and he would have to be yin and yang weird for the whole show.

What's more, since Xiao Lingbao has supported meekness and added totems, then meekness and harmony will definitely be added.

He just can't get used to the three people on Team B.

A fake scholar, an old witch, and a scum actor.

Three people together can't write a good word.

"Xiao Shunhe, the totem you drew is still your Tim, come." Uncle Li handed the pen back to Wen Shunhe after Xie Yan.

At this end, Xie Wanyan shook his head at Wan Hong and Huo Xian, who asked him with their eyes.

I really can't see it, it's not that he's modest.

He was a little calmer now, and decided that meekness and must be scribbled.

Yes, he scribbled.

This little child, don't look at it as only five years old, may be very bad in his heart.

Meek and took the pen and pursed her mouth.

He was looking up to say something.

Xiao Lingbao on the side stood on tiptoe and looked at his notebook: "Shunhe little brother, you can draw." ”

As soon as these words of hers got into the ears of meekness, the malice that had just risen in his heart was instantly suppressed, and the pen in his hand seemed to have his own thoughts, and fell down directly.

By the time he came to his senses, the tip of the pen had already fallen.

I wanted to scribble in my heart, but when I thought of Xiao Lingbao's sparkling eyes......

Meek and unconsciously shuddered, and the last little evil thoughts were crushed into powder.

The scene was quiet again.

Only the lens, in with the docile nib of the pen, moves slightly.

I don't know how many seconds passed, and finally the first person let out an exclamation.

"Oh wow-"

"Wow—" The others exclaimed as if they were infected.

Meekness and not every totem adds a touch.

He only added one stroke, only one stroke in total......

Start with a pen and draw circles on a diagram like scribbling on a diagram, from left to right, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top......

He didn't stop.

However, everyone gradually saw some familiar totemic patterns from the paper and from the original chaotic lines......

The end of a lump sum.

Meek and put down the pen.

"I'm done."

He suddenly felt so bored.

It's so boring.

There was no ripple in his heart, it was the kind of peace he hated.

I don't want to pretend anymore, and I don't want to act anymore.

If he hadn't thought that this variety show could not be as boring as the welfare home, he wouldn't have worked hard to get selected.

But now, it's just as boring as a welfare home.

Across from him, however, was a large group of adults with their mouths wide open, so shocked that they couldn't speak.

There is also a barrage that was instantly emptied by his god-like skills.

"You...... Shunhe, you ...... Uncle Li grabbed his hair, "Photographer, play it back, play it back for everyone?" Just the process of Shun and the drawing, play it back...... OMG, it's wonderful! ”

"You play it back for everyone to see!"

The playback is also a request from the audience in the comment section that suddenly exploded.

Meek and really not scribble!

He's a true genius! (End of chapter)