It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

What Su Xiaoxiao didn't know was that the reason why no one responded to her was because a group of painters were in a collective state of confusion in the Leijian Library multimedia studio.

"What's going on, is it the voice of a little girl?" One painter asked the other painter in a daze, only to find that the other's expression was even more dazed than his own.

"How do I know? It sounds like an underage girl." The other painter was at a loss.

"This is the person recommended by Teacher Maoxuewang? What is it? Don't be his daughter?"

"Maoxuewang is using the platform as a monkey? Thinking that if you get a little girl and just say a few words, you can get money?" Amidst the chattering, some painters have already begun to be dissatisfied.

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

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

"Where is Yuzu, let her contact the higher-ups, we can't take this joke!"

In front of the big screen, a group of painters were very chaotic.

To be able to come to Leijian Library to work as a painter, regardless of gender, everyone has a few brushes and a bit of arrogance.

Now that they know that a young girl is coming to teach them how to draw, who can resist it? Isn't this playing big swords in front of Guan Gong, joking with them in the field they are best at?

And it was the kind of joke that didn't make them laugh at all.

When we are fools?

Do you want to be so crazy, my teacher Maoxuewang!

This is a jaw-dropping development, so the children's channel would not dare to act like this.

A group of painters gradually lost control.

"Old Wang, what do you think?"

At the front, a middle-aged painter looked at another older painter with a strange expression.

If Grapefruit is here, you can recognize that this artist called "Old Wang" is the representative of the artist who attended the meeting some time ago, he is the most authoritative artist in the Leijian library, and he is also a member of the group of artists in front of the big screen. Boss, boss.

Wang Runhe, that old Wang, looked calm at this moment, and there was no fluctuation when he heard the voice of a little girl on the live broadcast line.

I saw him waving his hands to a group of painters, and his voice was loud: "Everyone, don't worry, today's live broadcast is just a trial broadcast. Teacher Mao Xuewang will not get any real benefits, and there is no loss to anyone, so It's useless to talk too much, everyone should start listening to the class carefully."

After some speeches, the painters present looked at each other in dismay.

Who would have thought that their boss still had such a view.

In fact, this is related to the meeting he held before.

Since seeing Mao Xuewang's amazing painting skills in that meeting, he has been deeply impressed.

The excellent Violet's illustrations made Wang Runhe admire Mao Xuewang.

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

Just like the Western Buddhas who arranged Tang Seng's ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, it definitely has a profound meaning.

yes,

How can such a genius, who can draw illustrations that have been ahead of the industry for countless years, entertain everyone?

Well, Wang Runhe thinks so in his heart.

So a group of people under his leadership, even if they have various elements such as disdain, pickiness, resistance, anger, etc., they all calm down and start watching the live broadcast.

"Hey—is anyone listening? Have all the artists in your Thunderbolt library switched screens and gone out to play games?"

In the live broadcast room, seeing that no one paid attention to her for a long time, Su Xiaoxiao was not in a hurry to start her content, so she started chatting skillfully in the live broadcast room.

As an old anchor, she is no stranger to these operations that she uses to invigorate herself.

"Uh, this teacher, we are all here." Wang Runhe sent a sentence in the message window, just like interacting with a bullet screen, which could attract the attention of Su Xiaoxiao on the other end.

"Okay then, I'll start."

Seeing someone finally bubbling, she lifted up her spirits, picked up the brush, and began to recall all the things Su Chen taught her in her mind.

"By the way, before painting, do you have any questions?"

In front of the drawing board on the screen, a pair of white and tender little hands appeared, coupled with the soft and cute voice, everyone also confirmed the identity of the other party's little girl.

Some middle-aged painters even sighed, beating their chests and stamping their feet. These small hands are like their ten-year-old daughter.

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

"I just turned eighteen this year, so what the hell 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.

"Old Wang, this..." The middle-aged painter at the front couldn't help it anymore.

This age is really too young, even if there is no 18-year-old working artist in the company.

To put it bluntly, I'm only eighteen years old, and I haven't finished school yet. I can have a fart in painting.

"Look again, let's look again, I haven't painted yet." Wang Runhe's eyelids twitched violently, but he still took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

well.

Maybe she is a genius manga girl.

The illustrations drawn are the kind that hit everyone here in minutes.

"This teacher, uh, what are you going to draw today?" Someone sent a message and asked.

"Good question!" Su Xiaoxiao was full of energy, "Today I will show you the painting style of "Sister Qian Wu Xiao Bu"."

"Xiao Bu?" A group of painters were surprised at first, and then looked forward to it.

Did you just amplify the move as soon as you came up?

As Mao Xuewang's debut work, although Xiaobu is regrettably cut in half now, the other party has shown super high drawing skills in the comics, and the cute style of painting is what they have been trying to copy now.

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

"That's right, it's Xiaobu. I'll show you guys with a line draft first."

As she said that, she called up a draft with messy lines on the drawing board—it was sketched out by her with a few random strokes just now, and it was very scribbled.

Su Xiaoxiao started to paint a little bit very proudly.

In fact, she is quite confident in teaching people.

From the little girl's point of view, this is no different from those League of Legends teaching videos she used to record and broadcast on Dousha.

They all demonstrate it by themselves first, and then move out the process to show them step by step.

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

However, the painters in front of the screen were dumbfounded again.

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

No, not even a draft.

Since it was just sketched by Su Xiaoxiao temporarily, the scribbled lines are hard to see that it is a prototype of Xiaobu, and it is very abstract.

If it weren't for the seriousness of Su Xiaoxiao's drawing on the screen, a group of painters would definitely want to yell:

If you can draw me some lines with these few strokes today, we will be on the spot! Just eat this big live broadcast screen!

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