It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

　　Su Xiaoxiao didn't know that the reason why no one deducted words to reply to her was because at this time, a group of painters were in a state of collective bewilderment.

　　 "What's the matter, it's the voice of a little girl?" A painter asked the other painter in a daze, only to find that the other person's expression was even more daunting than his own.

　　 "How do I know? Listening to this voice is an underage girl." Another painter was confused.

　　 "This is the person recommended by Mr. Mao Xuewang? What the hell? Don't it be his daughter, right?"

　　 "Mao Xuewang uses the platform as a monkey to play? I thought a little girl could get money by just saying a few words?" Whispering whispering, some painters were already dissatisfied.

　　 "Calm down, calm down everyone, maybe there are others."

　　 "A little girl is the teacher of all the painters in our library. This joke is not funny at all." An older painter snorted coldly.

　　 "Where is Grapefruit, let her contact the senior management, we can't afford to make a joke!"

　　 In front of the big screen, a group of painters was very confused.

　　 Both men and women have a few brushes and a bit of arrogance when they can come to Thunderstrike Library to work as a painter.

　　 Now I know that a little girl who is still sucking **** to instruct them to paint, who can stand it? Isn't this playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, joking with them in their best field?

　　 And it's the kind of joke that makes them laugh at all.

　　Are we fools?

　　 Do you want to be so crazy, my teacher Mao Xuewang!

　　 This is a jaw-dropping development, and the children's channel dare not act like that.

　　 A group of painters gradually lost control.

　　 "Pharaoh, what do you think?"

　　 At the very front, a middle-aged painter looks at another older painter with a weird expression.

If the grapefruit is here, you can recognize that this painter called "Pharaoh" is the representative of the painter who attended the meeting some time ago. He is the most authoritative painter in the Thunderstrike Library and the group of painters in front of the big screen. Boss, head to head.

　　 Wang Runhe, that is, the old Wang, looked calm at this time, and heard the voice of a little **** the live broadcast line, but there was no fluctuation.

I saw him wave his hand at a group of painters with a loud voice: "Don’t worry, today’s live broadcast is just a trial broadcast. Teacher Mao Xuewang won’t get any substantial gains, and there will be no loss to anyone, so It's useless to say more, so please start listening carefully."

　　 A speech made the painters present look at each other.

　　 Who would have thought that their boss still holds this view.

　　 Actually, this is related to the meeting he had before.

　　 Ever since he saw the amazing painting skills at that meeting, he has been deeply impressed.

　　The excellent Violet illustrations made Wang Runhe admire Mao Xuewang.

　　 Now the other party sent a little girl to give them a lecture. I believe it is definitely not for entertaining them, but for a specific purpose.

　　 is like the Western Buddhas who arranged the Tang Seng ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties. It definitely has profound meaning.

　　 Yes, I can draw illustrations that have been leading the industry for countless years. How can such a goddess entertain everyone?

　　 Well, Wang Runhe thinks so inwardly.

　　 Therefore, a group of people under his leadership, even if they have disdain, picky, resistance, anger and other elements, they all settled at this time and started to watch the live broadcast.

　　 "Hey—is anyone listening? Isn't it possible that all of your painters in Lightning Strike Library cut the screen and went out to play games?"

　　 In the live broadcast room, I saw no one to care about her for a long time, and Su Xiaoxiao didn't worry about starting her content, so she became proficient in the live broadcast room.

　　As an old anchor, she is not unfamiliar with the operations that she has given her a lively atmosphere.

　　 "Uh, this teacher, we are all there." Wang Runhe sent a sentence in the message window, as if interacting with a barrage, it could be noticed by Su Xiaoxiao on the other end.

　　 "Well, I will start."

　　 Seeing that someone was finally bubbling, she raised a little bit of energy, raised the paintbrush, and began to recall all kinds of Su Chen taught her in her mind.

　　 "By the way, before painting, do you have anything else to ask?"

　　 In front of the drawing board on the screen, a pair of white and pink little hands appeared, coupled with a soft and cute voice, everyone also gave the other little girl a real hammer.

　　 is even more so that some middle-aged painters thump their chests and sigh. This little hand is like their 10-year-old daughter.

　　 "I want to ask, little teacher, what is your age." A young female painter boldly typed a message and asked.

　　 "I just turned eighteen this year, what the **** is the little teacher..."

　　 After answering the question, Su Xiaoxiao vomited in a low voice.

　　 "Eighteen?!"

　　 This is another blockbuster among a group of painters.

　　 "Pharaoh, this..." The middle-aged painter in the front couldn't help it either.

　　 It's a bit too much to be really young at this age, even if there is no 18-year-old in-service painter in the company.

　　 It’s a bit ugly. I’m only eighteen years old. I haven’t finished my studies yet. I can have a fart in painting.

　　 "Look again, take a look, I haven't painted yet." Wang Runhe also jumped down his eyelids, but still took a deep breath and forced to calm down.

Ugh.

　　 It's impossible to say that she is a genius manga girl.

The illustrations drawn by 　　 slap everyone here every minute.

　　 "This teacher, uh, what are you going to draw today?" Another message asked.

　　 "Good question!" Su Xiaoxiao was very energetic. "Today I will show you the style of "Sister Qianwu Xiaobu"."

　　 "Small buried?" A group of painters were surprised at first, and then they looked forward to it.

　　 Do you zoom in as soon as you come up?

　　As Mao Xuewang’s debut work, although Xiao Mai is regrettable now, the other party has shown super high drawing skills in the comics, and the cute style of painting, which they have been working hard to copy now.

　　Because this style of painting is basically suitable for light novels, so they are also very greedy by the painters of the Lightning Strike Library.

　　 "That's right, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is a small buried, I will use the line draft to give you a demonstration."

　　 Talking, she called up a rough draft on the drawing board—she just ticked out a few random strokes, very scribbled.

　　 Su Xiaoxiao proudly began to paint a little bit.

　　 In fact, she is quite confident about teaching people.

　　 In the eyes of the little girl, this is no different from the League of Legends teaching videos she used to record and broadcast on Dou Sha.

　　 is to demonstrate it by yourself first, then move the process out, and show them step by step.

　　 So she faced the line draft and began to paint without saying a word.

　　 However, all the painters in front of the screen were stunned again.

　　 The line draft that the little girl said is not a draft, right?

　　 No, actually I can’t even speak of a draft.

　　 Since Su Xiaoxiao made a few temporary sketches, the scribbled lines are hard to see as a small buried prototype, and the dragons and phoenixes are very abstract.

　　 If it weren’t for Su Xiaoxiao’s paintings on the screen, he would be serious, a group of painters would definitely yell:

　　 These few lines, you can draw a little burial for me today, we are on the spot! Just eat this live broadcast big screen!

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