The milk dog actor is crying and chirping, the president's sister loves me

Chapter 185 Let You Cry Next Time

Speaking of live broadcasting, it's live broadcasting. Lin Xingcheng can draw fan pictures quickly now. He can complete a bust with good accuracy in one or two hours. It will only be faster if he directly draws the big head.

You only need to describe the facial features, and the others are directly scribbled in the style, and the colors are brushed.

Needless to say, since the opening of her live broadcast room, more and more people came in, and Lin Xingcheng couldn't even watch the barrage.

"You guys are asking too much, please be quiet for a while."

The barrage was full of questions asking her where she graduated from, and whether she was an art teacher if she painted so well. Some people asked her if she would open classes, how much the registration fee was, and said they wanted to learn from her.

Lin Xingcheng stared blankly. Every time after she finished answering, newcomers flooded into the live broadcast room, and then started asking the same question again, repeating the cycle.

Luozheng, who was sitting by the side chattering and eating, couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the tablet and helped her revise the title - if you don't accept the manuscript, you won't start the class, come in and don't talk!
"That's it." Luozheng threw the tablet back to Lin Xingcheng, "Then you tell the administrator that if you see someone blind and ask again, just block him!"

"Um...the microphone is on." Lin Xingcheng pointed to the microphone, meaning that there was no need to repeat it, they had already heard it.

"That's right." Luozheng stopped chewing for a moment, and she leaned over to collect the slab, "Listen, sister, don't just gossip and ask questions as soon as you come in, I see that the barrage is not nutritious at all, it's just asking The class started, I didn’t know that I thought it was a live broadcast of oatmeal.”

The people watching the live broadcast were not angry when they heard Luozheng's words. Instead of being angry, they became even more excited.

Dreamer: Wow, wow wow, is my sister a friend of Chengda?Or girlfriend?

It's time for Daniel to come back: This sister is so fresh, she sounds like Yu Jie, she has completely different styles from Cheng Zida, and her voice is also nice, isn't this a proper GL radio drama?It fits so well.

An old salted fish: Yes, yes, yes, I heard from old fans that Chengzi is in poor health and often gets sick. Isn't this just a sick and good girl vs a domineering sister?It's too good, give it a light knock.

Crowd of people: You guys...don't be too outrageous!
cc Xiaoyao: Knocking on everything will only give you indigestion!Don't go too far, kowtow cp (head) in front of a real person
Luozheng was excited to see these bullet screens, sat up, half of her suspender skirt fell off, revealing her wheat-colored shoulders.

She grabbed the tablet and said loudly: "You guys are pretty funny, you have good eyesight, and you speak well, I love to hear them all."

Barrage:
Emotional Expert Master: ? ? ? ? ?

Fish floating flower fragrance:? ? ? ?Really lala?Like women?

Unquiet little dream: holding grass? ! ! !You can't really be Cheng Zida's girlfriend, can you?Respect blessings! (Amen)
Lin Xingcheng raised her forehead: "Luozheng, what are you doing?"

"They said we were a couple." Luozheng raised her eyebrows, and said with a sinister smile, "I have said since I was a child that if I were a man, there would be no other people's business. My childhood sweetheart, I will definitely win at the starting line .”

Lin Xingcheng grabbed an apple and stuffed it into her mouth, not wanting to speak, nor did she want to speak.

However, the barrage is all about swiping green plums, but it can't beat the sky.

Luozheng: "Hey, are you guys so fickle? Just now you said I was a good match for her, but now you say that Qingmei is no match for heaven, you are here to poke my heart and make me feel uncomfortable, right?"

Barrage: Hurry up, she's in a hurry!

"What am I anxious about? It should be her boyfriend who is anxious. If he is watching the live broadcast, he should see that you are all knocking on his girlfriend and other people's CP."

"The vinegar jar was overturned? No, no, no, it should be the vinegar vat!"

"That kid, maybe..."

Luozheng was having a good time chatting with the barrage, but before she finished speaking, Lin Xingcheng's cell phone rang beside her.

Lin Xingcheng's brush paused: "..."

True prophet? !

Luozheng laughed out loud, leaning back and forth, almost falling off the sofa, she said to Lin Xingcheng, "What am I talking about, I just say Jiang... bah, just say that kid definitely secretly followed your Weibo , maybe still your loyal fan."

"Shut up, crow's mouth, don't say a few words." Lin Xingcheng bit her lip and kicked her, then quickly lowered her head and told the netizen that she was going to answer a phone call and be back soon.

Then he ran out of the balcony with his mobile phone.

"I'm broadcasting live, are you off work?" Lin Xingcheng preemptively found the topic.

"No, there are two more scenes tonight."

Jiang Ci's flawless face appeared on the screen. He was wearing a costume, and the busy staff appeared in the background, which meant that he was still on the set.

The boy had been filming for a whole day, and his brows and eyes were full of tiredness.

"Why didn't you answer my call?"

From this morning to now, Jiang Ci called her nearly ten times, but she didn't answer any of them, and hung up all of them.

When she woke up in the morning and refused to kiss her, Jiang Ci knew that she must be angry. Last night, she was indeed more ruthless.

Only then did Lin Xingcheng remember that she had hung up on him many times, but when she recalled the reason, she immediately felt confident.

"Oh, you really don't know why?"

Seeing her furious look, Jiang Ci smiled lightly. His handsome face stood out from the sky in the dark, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I really don't know, sister Xingcheng, can you give me some advice?"

This man started fouling again!on purpose.

Want to rely on beauty to get forgiveness.

The roots of Lin Xingcheng's ears were soft, and her cheeks were puffy. There is a story about the origin of the name Xingcheng's sister, but these "stories" cannot be told.

Of course I didn't answer his phone because his words don't count,

Thinking of those scenes, Lin Xingcheng's face began to burn, and her tone unconsciously became coquettish.

"You want to make me angry, don't you? Don't call me sister again. Also, you are not allowed to come over these two days."

"Okay, then I'll be there the day after tomorrow." Jiang Ci said.

Lin Xingcheng: "..."

Did she say less?Otherwise, Jiang Ci didn't look angry at all, and agreed so readily.

Seeing his girlfriend's angry appearance, Jiang Ci's heart softened completely. He is not Liu Xiahui, who is provocative at night, and how could he restrain himself while holding a sweet and delicious girlfriend.

What's more, at the beginning, she hugged him and said she liked him, and touched his abdominal muscles with restless little hands. Jiang Ci admitted that she had a strong desire for Lin Xingcheng, and she had restrained herself a little last night.

Jiang Ci couldn't help lowering her tone: "Don't be angry, it was my fault last night. I will prepare a gift for you at Bei'an Beach tomorrow night."

"A gift? Prepared for me?" Lin Xingcheng was stunned for a moment, surprise flashed in her sparkling eyes.

Her long curly hair is unadorned, hanging over her shoulders, which makes her face pink and surprisingly small.

"Otherwise, who would you give me a cry for squeamishness?" Jiang Ci's lips curled up slightly. He was wearing a black ancient robe and tied his long hair. He really looked like a god worshiped by the world in ancient times.

The god who looks cold and bright on the surface, but speaks words that make the heart beat faster, it is strange to coax people.

Lin Xingcheng was angry: "Where did I cry? You cry,

Jiang Ci agreed happily: "Okay, that's what you said."

Lin Xingcheng saw his black eyes shining, as if seeing the cunning wolf who had seen the little white rabbit take the initiative to enter the urn, and immediately felt a little bit of retreat, but he had already spoken, how could he admit defeat and regret it.

"Yes, I did."

(End of this chapter)