Wen Xi saw a young boy at another table who was drawing with colored pencils.

She wanted to ask the little boy to borrow something, but she was actually a little apprehensive in her heart.

Because she doesn't get along with children very well, and she doesn't know if the child is willing to lend it to her, it will be embarrassing if she is rejected in front of the camera.

Wen Xi asked softly, "Little friend, can you borrow colored pencils and a piece of drawing paper for me to use?" ”

She had already imagined all kinds of possibilities in her mind, but the little boy's reaction was beyond his expectations.

I saw that the little boy heard Wen Xi's words, and at first he just looked up unconcernedly.

After seeing Wen Xi's face, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and said, "! Rain God! ”

The little boy's originally indifferent eyes were overflowing with admiration in an instant! It's as if I saw Ultraman alive!

Wen Xi's mind immediately received a prompt: "Zhang Yangyang's fanatical worship has been detected, and the mood value is +10!" ”

And the audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter when they saw the little boy's reaction.

[Hahahahaha 】

[I just said, let today's children watch less short videos! ] 】

[What's the situation?] Tell me what the rain god is? 】

[It is Wen Xi's video of writing poems calling for wind and rain has exceeded 10 million likes on a certain sound platform, and she is now a certain sound Internet celebrity, and people give the title, the rain god! ] 】

[Wen Xi is particularly popular among primary school students, and my 5-year-old cousin asked me if Wen Xi belongs to our local version of Ultraman in China. 】

[Wen Xi, the Chinese people's own Ultraman! ] 】

[My brother is now learning Wen Xi to memorize "Like a Dream Order" every day, hoping to call the wind and rain and turn into a local Ultraman. 】

[My brother too!] The song "Like a Dream Order" is like a stream, hoping to incarnate the rain god rain and flood their school, so that there is no need to start school. 】

The little boy directly tore off the page of his drawing and put it aside, and then respectfully handed the drawing book and colored pencil to Wen Xi with both hands: "Please use it!" ”

Wen Xi took the drawing book and colored pencil handed by the little boy with a confused face and said, "Thank you." ”

The little boy put his right hand on his left shoulder and saluted Wen Xi, and the middle two were full of anger: "The rain god has a life, and it is our duty to wait!" ”

Wen Xi was directly dumbfounded, and the little boy's actions in the second middle school directly embarrassed him in place.

Wen Xi, who has been on the show all the time, doesn't know what to say in the face of his enthusiastic "followers".

Seeing Wen Xi take over the colored pencils and the drawing book, the little boy's eyes were full of anticipation.

He took out his little ghost brand phone and watch, and asked worriedly, "Rain God, can you take a photo with me?" I'm going to show it off to my classmates. ”

Wen Xi: "The current phone watch is so advanced, can you still take pictures?" ”

The little boy had a proud expression on his face: "Of course. ”

After taking a photo with Wen Xi, he had a happy smile on his face: "You are the idol of many people in our class!" ”

Wen Xi, who has been in the entertainment industry for so long, never thought that he would become someone else's idol in this way.

She laughed awkwardly, then walked over to the old woman.

The old grandmother was operating by herself at this time, her brows were tightly locked, fine sweat oozed from her forehead, and her expression revealed her strangeness and helplessness to modern technology.

She bit her lower lip anxiously and tried to press a few buttons, but never saw the results she had hoped for.

Her hands trembled, she pressed it a few times by mistake, and even some options and pop-ups popped up on the screen that she couldn't understand, making her even more confused and nervous.

Wen Xi's eyes flashed with unbearability, she had drawn the dialect proficiency card before, and there was no obstacle to communicating with the grandmother at this time.

Wen Xi said in the dialect that the old grandmother had just used: "Grandma, where do you not know how to operate?" ”

When the old grandmother heard Wen Xi say her hometown, she looked up in surprise and excitement, and her originally cloudy eyes were full of light.

She responded in dialect: "I want to make a WeChat video for my son, but I can't find a place." ”

"I asked someone else to teach me once, and I forgot again."

In the past, she always asked the young staff in the cafeteria to teach her, but she forgot to teach once, and now people are impatient.

The old grandmother was a little unclear in her speech, Wen Xi was by her side, listening patiently: "Okay, I'll teach you." ”

Wen Xi first helped the grandmother adjust the mobile phone interface to a king-size font, and then taught the grandmother to open WeChat and select contacts to make a video call: "You see, let's swipe first and click on this green icon." ”

The grandmother made a video call to her son according to Wen Xi's teaching, but she was still worried that she would forget it next time.

What are they talking about? Call encryption? 】

[Wen Xi actually understands several dialects? It's a bit of a six. This old woman should speak the dialect of Jiangyong in Hunan Province. 】

[Not proficient in the eight Chinese languages, what is there to boast about knowing dialects? ] 】

[I thought Wen Xi had some trick once and for all, this old grandmother would forget it next time. 】

[But at least this time it's been taught, and I think Wen Xi is quite patient.] 】

At this time, Wen Xi asked the system in his mind: "Are there any painting props that can be exchanged?" ”

System: "There is a printer-level painting skill experience card, priced at 888, does the host want to buy it?" ”

Sure enough, the price of buying mall items directly is much more expensive than the skill cards drawn out.

Wen Xi: "Redeem it." ”

While the grandmother was talking to her son on the phone, Wen Xi began to draw on the paper, and she drew all the screenshots of the steps she had just taught the grandmother on the paper in a hand-drawn way.

The operation interface can be said to be very realistic and easy to recognize, and the words and icons are very large and clear, which is simply the most suitable mobile phone operation textbook for the elderly.

Zhang Yangyang, the little boy who borrowed the painting tool for Wen Xi, has been paying attention to the dynamics of his idol.

Lying on the side, he saw Wen Xi's painting process like a human color printing machine, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Idol, you really are a god!"

"Can you take me as an apprentice?"

Netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned when they saw the process of reviewing painting.

[Damn, this 1:1 reproduction painting technique is really 6, Wen Xi can't sing and dance, why don't you change to painting? ] 】

[Awesome! Is Wenxi a printer reincarnation? And the speed of drawing is so fast. 】

[It's all in Kwawinhi to draw cows, only I think she is really patient? When I taught the elderly in my family to use their mobile phones, I felt impatient to say a few more words, and she actually drew out the steps. 】

[This, isn't it good to record the screen directly or print out the screenshot?] 】

[Where did the screen recording come from the second mobile phone comparison?] Screenshot printing: There are some specific clicking processes that can't always be printed, right? 】

[Ask Wen Xi to publish such a hand-painted mobile phone instruction manual, I wholesale it to the elderly at home. 】

[Wen Xi's explanation audio just now is also so patient, why don't you go to the University for the Elderly to open a mobile phone teaching class!] 】

After the video call between the grandmother and her son, she received the hand-drawn tablet instruction manual handed by Wen Xi, and at first she was puzzled, and then the more she saw the content on the paper, the more excited she became.

With tears in her eyes, she shook Wen Xi's hand vigorously.

The weight of this instruction manual is too heavy, and she feels it, full of kindness and warmth from this strange girl!

Wen Xi has been communicating with the grandmother for a long time, and the battle of tearing the name tag on the other guests' side has begun, and the progress of Wen Xi's task to find inspiration is almost 0.

"Squeak-"

At this time, the door of the staff canteen was pushed open, and Sheng Rong, who had a name tag on her back, hurriedly ran in, panting as she ran.

(End of chapter)