It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

"It would be great if I could be a copy master ()"

after that.

A round of you painting that lasted more than half an hour, I guess the whole process is high-energy.

The soul works of soul painters are endless.

Su Chen gradually found the joy of drawing and guessing.

For example, when the topic is "underpants", he would happily spend half a minute drawing a skirt bottom, and then decorate it with the blue and white stripes of the soul...

Or for the round titled "Red Bull", he will first draw out a bull's head in detail, and then paint it in pure red...

Or for the topic of "Beef Noodles", he directly drew a running cow in the noodles and so on.

Sorry, good drawing skills can really do whatever you want.jpg

All in all, it's all sorts of trickery.

The painting skills are good, and the whole life is also good.

Let the "hahahaha" in the barrage never stop.

Since the location recommended by the live broadcast room was right next to the Bilibili New Year's Eve Festival, viewers who originally wanted to go to the New Year's Eve Festival clicked into Su Chen's live broadcast room by accident.

Then, you can't get out anymore.

I twitched from laughing in the live broadcast room, and was amused by the works of various soul painters comparable to contemporary Picasso.

In the end, seeing that the popularity of the New Year Festival was losing more and more quickly, Xu Dicai finally couldn't bear it anymore. He called and discussed whether he could turn off the broadcast and re-broadcast it on another day.

Otherwise, the well-planned New Year's greetings festival of the entire station b is not as good as a few people's casually opened your paintings, I guess the popularity of viewing is high...

It's too embarrassing to say it.

So in the end, Su Chen used "someone" as an excuse to shut down the live broadcast apologetically, and continued to draw with a few people.

The fans must be very unhappy about this.

It's like halfway through the fun, and then the man pulled it out directly, how can people bear it?

【Is this going to slip? It's only been on for less than half an hour, right? 】

【You are really lazy】

[Hey, hey, post a message and ask the master to watch the live broadcast, and this is the result? 】

【Old Pigeon】

[One day, I will tear up this station b full of pigeons]

[This is the Mao Bao with 20 million followers? so lazy? 】

[That's it? Am I crazy? That's it】

[Lazy anchor, cancel it]

[Continue to live broadcast and appreciate the skyscrapers, do what you say]

[Wait a while longer, Qiu Lijiao, my roommate is bedridden, and said that I won’t be watching the live broadcast without you anymore]

【I beg you to let go of the almighty roommate】

[I didn't expect to be able to persecute my roommate during Chinese New Year. Don't tell me that it's nine o'clock in the evening on New Year's Eve, and you're still with your roommate]

this……

In the face of tens of millions of people, it is difficult to turn down the hospitality.

It's not easy for Su Chen to say directly, this is what the boss of station b meant.

So I can only apologize again and again, and said that a series of "You Draw, I Guess" recorded and broadcast video clips will be released next year, so that fans who haven't watched enough can have a good time watching them.

This barely calmed down the barrage of resentment.

It's just that Xiao Jin, who was secretly diving in the live broadcast room, was in pain.

When he thought of returning from the Chinese New Year, he had to find dry goods and edits in the several hours of recording and broadcasting, and he was struggling for a while.

I can only hope that from now on, Teacher Mao Xuewang's live broadcast will be as short as possible, otherwise it will be exhausting to look through the recordings and clips.

However, Su Chen didn't know anything about it.

On that day, it was very natural to connect to mic. After connecting with a few people in the room you draw, I guess, until around 12 o'clock, he ended the game under Su Xiaoxiao's urging.

Simply cooking the dumplings prepared during the day can also be regarded as injecting soul into the New Year's Eve with the constant sound of firecrackers.

The next day, uh no, it should be daytime to be precise.

After New Year's Eve is New Year's Day.

Starting from this day, for most people, it should be the time to visit relatives for New Year greetings.

School students who have not participated in the work will receive lucky money from different relatives with different levels of care to welcome the new year and the new year.

Naturally, visiting relatives has nothing to do with them.

New Year's Day,

Su Chen received twice as many calls as yesterday. All kinds of social software, such as Weibo, Bilibili, QQ, WeChat... As long as there is his account, the received There are thousands of blessings.

Unable to reply one by one, he can only reply in a unified way on various platforms, and sincerely thank fans for their support.

Besides.

There are also many red envelopes.

It's not the kind of red envelopes that are used to stir up the atmosphere in the group, but the red envelopes that send blessings to him in private chats.

This actually surprised Su Chen.

First of all, the cheap parents transferred 100,000 yuan to his card on the first day of the new year, with a short "Happy New Year" attached, and there was no more, looking like a cold and rich man.

Then all kinds of friends he knew at work, subordinates, or some passers-by A, B, C, D who Su Chen had no impression of at all, also sent blessings and red envelopes to varying degrees.

Made him very heartwarming.

But, there was one thing he couldn't figure out.

Why did Su Xiaoxiao receive transfers from her parents several times more than him!

That's right, the same faint "Happy New Year" greeting, the transfer received by the little girl was actually a transfer of 500,000 RMB!

hateful!

What an unfair treatment!

Does being cute have natural advantages at home?

Thinking in this way, Su Chen was depressed for a long time, feeling aggrieved by the unequal treatment.

that night.

After washing up, he planned to go to bed early without any arrangements.

But just as he was about to get into bed after washing, he found something bulging in his quilt.

Without lifting the quilt to look, Su Chen knew what was going on when he noticed the stupid hair sticking out and couldn't hide it.

The corner of his mouth twitched and he turned off the light and went out. He felt that it was necessary for him to make the bed in the guest room, ready to be used at any time.

"Wait, stop!"

Seeing that Su Chen wanted to sneak away, Su Xiaoxiao subconsciously lifted the quilt and called him to stop with confidence.

"Brother, come here and try to put me to sleep."

"..." Su Chen turned his head, relying on the fact that no one could see clearly in the darkness, he put on a look of caring for the mentally retarded.

"This is my room, okay? Since you haven't fallen asleep, go back to my room quickly."

"How about it, brother, try to sing me a song, and I'll go back to my room, otherwise this New Year's Day will be too boring."

"hehe."

Su Chen laughed a couple of times inexplicably, and then turned on the light with a "click".

"You want to record secretly, don't you?"

"Ha... how do you know?" Su Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"A saint fighter won't be defeated by the same move twice." Su Chen said a famous line.

It's a pity that there is no Saint Seiya in this world, so the little girl looks confused.

"Anyway, it's getting late now, go to bed right away!"

Su Chen made a gesture, wanting to forcibly carry the little girl back to her room.

"But I want to hear you sing...or tell me a bedtime story, brother,"

Su Xiaoxiao shook his arm and continued to suggest.

"Recently, people have regained their childlike innocence, and remembered some childhood innocence..."

"..."

Su Chen felt that she was really about to be defeated.

Speechlessly staring at Su Xiaoxiao's big cute eyes for a long time, she nodded helplessly.

"Are you a three-year-old child? Forget it, this is what you said. Go to bed obediently after listening to the story."

"Uh-huh!"

"Well, you ghost, turn off the recording first!"

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