Unlike Youyou, Ye Shaohua didn't chat with the audience. She had no distractions. Her pen was smooth.
Gu Ming originally wanted her not to be impulsive and not to be fooled by Youyou's team.
But when he saw Ye Shaohua's first stroke, he put down his hand.
Avoiding the camera, he began to watch Ye Shaohua draw.
At the beginning, it was hard to see what the shape of the painting was, especially this kind of huge composition of the picture of mountains and rivers. After Ye Shaohua put down a few light gray shapes, the people on the bullet screen began to ridicule.
However, five minutes later, the general outline came out, and the ridicule on the bullet screen gradually disappeared.
Ten minutes later, the bullet screen began to say 666.
Fifteen minutes later, the bullet screen began to kneel.
Twenty minutes later, the bullet screen fell into a strange silence.
Her cousin stood on the side with Ye Shaohua's cup, staring at the painting in front of Ye Shaohua.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, even she wouldn't have believed that this painting would come from Ye Shaohua's hands.
The painting was only a part of the picture of mountains and rivers, but only this part could already feel a huge momentum coming towards them.
Ye Shaohua stood on the side with her pen.
She was wearing a shirt and jeans, but the audience watching the live broadcast suddenly saw the cyan-clothed Buddhist coming out of the ancient painting, standing like a tall bamboo in the breeze and bright moon.
Before this, Ye Shaohua said, "I'll draw for you to see," but none of the audience of the live broadcast believed that Ye Shaohua would really draw anything.
They all felt that Ye Shaohua was taking advantage of Youyou's popularity to increase her popularity.
There were also many people saying that she was shameless on the bullet screen.
In short, few people believed that she could draw, and even fewer people believed that she could draw such a professional ink painting.
The most frightening thing was that Ye Shaohua wrote five big words in the blank space at the end — —
The picture of mountains and rivers.
These five words were very strong, and people with discerning eyes could see that they didn't know how much effort had been put into it.
The live broadcast was very high-definition.
Just looking at it, everyone wondered if they were looking at an antique painting dug out from a cemetery.
"Shaohua, your painting is so good!" At this time, her cousin finally opened her mouth, and her excited voice was trembling.
Ye Shaohua put down her pen and squeezed her wrist.
Gu Ming also woke up. He glanced at Ye Shaohua. "You're a little impulsive …"
Ye Shaohua smiled lazily, "don't be impulsive, these fools on the barrage think that I have no temper."
She turned around and looked at the livestream. "Is it good?"
The bullet screen was flooded with comments.
At the same time, Ye Gui, who was in Team Death, opened his account and topped up his account.
Then, he began to tip.
Treasure Pavilions that cost five thousand yuan each, he smashed them one by one.
Smashing one would result in a full-screen notification.
For the next five minutes of the Fighting Tiger livestream, the screen was filled with notifications.
Because of his gift, the bullet screen had all disappeared.
Countless passersby flooded into the live broadcast room. Some came to pick up treasure chests, while others came for the ID "Night Return".
Ye Shaohua finished painting and saw that the black fans were gone, so she sat down and picked up her mobile phone to continue playing games.
But he didn't expect that Night Gui would start to reward him.
When she tipped the first one, she even thanked him.
When he hit the fifth one, Ye Shaohua couldn't sit still.
"No," Ye Shaohua didn't care about the game anymore. She couldn't help but say, "Don't send it anymore."
Last night, he smashed ten, fifty thousand yuan.
He jumped to the top of the Zhou Tribute List.
However, Ye Gui didn't mean to stop.
While Ye Shaohua was talking, he sent another ten.
She lowered her head, opened her mobile phone, and sent him a message.
And Ye Shaohua's live broadcast room was completely boiling.
**
At the same time, in Youyou's live broadcast room.
Youyou was chatting with the people in the live broadcast room while drawing a peony picture.
She had learned it for two years, and she hadn't touched it for a while, so her drawing was not smooth.
Just for the sake of managing her character, she still drew it.
This level was actually enough to coax the audience on the live broadcast.
Originally, she thought that with the popularity of Weibo, her live broadcast room would become more and more popular. However, Youyou found that her popularity was declining sharply.
Even the bullet screen began to appear discordant words.
Because she hadn't touched traditional painting for a long time, coupled with the chatter, Youyou drew very slowly. Now an hour had passed, and the peony picture was still being finished. The color was not completely finished.
If it wasn't for the picture of mountains and rivers in Ye Shaohua's live broadcast room.
Youyou's peony picture was indeed beautiful. After all, she had learned from a master. Even if she hadn't touched it for two years, it still had its own spirit.
Nowadays, there were too few people learning traditional painting. There were many oil painting masters, but there were very few traditional painting masters.
If Youyou's painting was released separately, the netizens would definitely buy it. Even those who knew traditional painting wouldn't be picky.
However, there was Ye Shaohua's majestic ink painting.
Not to mention this peony painting.
Even if there were ten more peony paintings, they couldn't compare to Ye Shaohua's one.
[I thought that your painting was so good that your fans went to Huanian's live broadcast room to scold people. That's why I hurried to worship the talented woman. When I saw your painting, I just wanted to smile.]
[Now I just want to know how shameless your fans are to want to go to Huanian's live broadcast room to laugh at you.]
[I'm dying of laughter. I already feel sorry for you. Youyou, if you want to be the number one sister of Hoshi, can't you just step on someone else? You can step on anyone, why must you step on Huanian?]
[Hahahaha, I can't help it. Youyou, if you step on another host today, you might already be the number one sister of Fighting Tiger Live Broadcast Room!]
[Don't say much. I actually feel sorry for you.]
[Do you know that Huanian was originally going to become a game host? Because you insisted on provoking her, she didn't plan to leave the Hoshi District. With her suppressing you, you won't be able to obtain the status of the number one talented woman in the Hoshi District in this lifetime!]
There were more and more comments like this.
The last part of the Youyou peony painting hadn't been completed yet, but when she saw these comments, she couldn't hold on anymore.
The comments were all old accounts that were level six and above. It was obvious that these accounts weren't hired by anyone.
The accounts of the water army were usually level one or two.
If they weren't the water army, how could there be such a change?
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