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

"Forget it, that boy is very brave because of his young age. In the past, no man dared to act evil and scheming in front of me, but it was quite fun."

Luozheng seemed to have given up the struggle and analyzed her inner thoughts with Lin Xingcheng. For Ye Mingyang, at least she has not reached the irritability stage yet, so she is so patient.

Even being a boyfriend is not impossible, Luozheng thinks so, but he just thinks that it depends on his performance before he can implement it.

Lin Xingcheng had already sensed something unusual, and said with a smile: "I think you just like him. Think about it, you used to be a macho and handsome guy type, but now you are a delicate and charming girl, maybe you were originally the same type. Do you prefer this one?"

"How is that possible? He is not coquettish either. Besides, what is there to prefer about a creature like a man?" Luozheng was disdainful.

Lin Xingcheng smiled and said nothing, eating the fruit slowly, with an expression of seeing through but not telling.

Luozheng grabbed a handful of snow and threw it to the side, then turned to give the camera a wink and said, "Strictly speaking, you are the standard of my hobbies. Do you know Changqing? It's fragrant and sweet."

Lin Xingcheng: "Go away, I don't like to hear earthy love talk."

It's fragrant and sweet. Did she think it was a cake?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I know you only like to listen to Jiang Ci's earthy love stories." Luozheng teased, and generously expressed his understanding, "As expected, good friends are not as good as boyfriends."

"Jiang Ci wouldn't say that. After all, normal people are different from you." Lin Xingcheng ate grapes and said, "Don't tell me that you went to the ski resort to watch other people ski. Is it cold?"

"What do you think? It's freezing and snowy. It's so cold that my teeth are trembling. I guess the older I get, the less resistant I am to the cold." Luozheng raised his hand and stretched, then stood up and patted the snow on his butt. "It's better to just slide or slide." It's okay, but I can't go to the clouds like before. Alas, I feel like a monk visiting a brothel, and I feel so uncomfortable."

Lin Xingcheng was speechless: "How do you describe it..."

"I'm helpless, I'm so nervous." As he said this, Luozheng moved his buttocks and slid down the snowy road. The camera of his cellphone turned around and pointed forward.

He has a restless temper. If it weren't for the inconvenience of retreating, Luozheng wouldn't know how crazy he would be.

Not afraid of danger or death at all.

Lin Xingcheng admired her for this. From the camera, she saw many people huddled together at the bottom of the mountain, and several people were carrying things like cameras and radios, as if they were filming.

"So it's the one from your family who has activities here?"

Luozheng nodded while gliding at a tortuous speed on the snow: "It seems that a variety show called Ski Chong Chong was signed half a year ago. Wasn't he sick a few days ago? He refused to listen and insisted on participating, so I came to take a look. What's going on?"

Lin Xingcheng understood, and stood up to wipe her hands with a tissue, "So you are worried about him. Well, I won't bother you, Miss Luo, to protect your beauty. Bye!"

"So fast? Why are you going? You haven't fully appreciated the snow scene I took for you?"

"Nothing to do, just give benefits to my little fans."

After Lin Xingcheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned to Weibo. Unexpectedly, his little fan group was chatting in full swing. There were 999+ chat records. Dozens of people could chat so much. They were all a group. Talkative, right?

Out of curiosity, Lin Xingcheng did not start the live broadcast immediately. He lay back on his chair and read the chat history.It took me more than ten minutes to figure out the ins and outs of the incident. It was still a matter in the fandom. Looking at their discussion, it seemed that another company was taking the previous AI incident out of context.

Then he was slapped in the face by Lin Xingcheng in the previous competition, and entered the crazy mode.

Administrator (Dream Weaver): It doesn’t matter if they scold us. Now they have started to spread rumors like crazy. (Picture) Look at what these words are. They are not words that humans can say. They are orphans without parents!

After Tomorrow: I will tear their mouths apart directly. If they can’t compete on their birthday, they will start to behave and wallow. This is how they can’t afford to lose (contempt)

I love eating snail noodles: Their circle is so poor that a dozen people in the management team can’t come up with ten congratulatory pictures. After so many years of development, it’s better not to develop anymore, and it’s getting more and more confusing (laughs).

Tianlan Shou: I don’t belong to the two-dimensional Chinese comic circle, but they dare to personally attack Cheng Zida. Don’t blame me for scolding me until I don’t even recognize my mother. Who hasn’t been in the rice circle when they were young? I used to be in the boy band circle in high school. During the middle of the night, tens of thousands of messages were posted on the square against gangsters. Would you be afraid of these elementary school students?
I love eating snail noodles: Sister Tiantian, don’t be angry. The Lu San family brags every day that they are old Chinese comics, and they also say that the Qingmingyue circle is confusing, but their birthdays are nothing compared to a picture as big as an orange. I really laughed, there are many People who eat melons also speak for us.

After Mingyue: That's how you are with your big face. Originally, we had no conflict of interest with the Lu San family. But now, the old rivals next door have also contributed a lot. They are doing little things behind the scenes. Be careful and protect Cheng Zi Da Da.

Seeing that they were still chatting, Lin Xingcheng couldn't get in the conversation for a while, so he simply didn't speak, even though she was involved.

Painting still makes her happy physically and mentally. These contradictions on the Internet have little to do with her personally.

After opening the tablet drawing board, Lin Xingcheng didn't even have to think about what to draw. All he could think about was Jiang Ci's appearance during the video call just now. Inspiration filled his mind and he couldn't think of anything else.

Jiang Ci in ancient costume looks broken, beautiful, strong and miserable!

However, some costumes in the movie are confidential and cannot be disclosed in advance. Lin Xingcheng decided to change Jiang Ci's clothes.

After the live broadcast started, several administrators in the group immediately received reminders. The surprise came too suddenly, and the barrage was all rows of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

Lin Xingcheng couldn't help laughing, and then said: "Why are they all the same barrage? If you don't know, you might think it's a robot."

After Mingyue: I am a robot, and the only program is to shout crazily for Big Orange, I will always love you, Big Orange!

I love eating snail noodles: not seeing me for one day is like three autumns!It’s almost like I’ve been separated by centuries, and I miss you so much. Oh, oh, oh, are you going to start using beautiful pictures to beautify people to death again?expect!

Dream Weaver: Welcome back (bend)
Lin Xingcheng turned the white electronic paintbrush in his hand, and while adjusting colors on the canvas, he said in a chatty tone: "I've been waiting for a long time. Let's paint a boy in ancient costume today. As for the scene, what do you think of the bloody battle?"

The barrage was all "Kekeke, as long as the paintings are big and beautiful, they are beautiful! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh drawings painting so beautiful. I’m in a state of confusion right now!”

Because Lin Xingcheng paints with thick paint, and his personal habit is to start with color blocks, it tests his basic skills, but in the eyes of an outsider, it feels very magical. It is obviously a bunch of colors pasted on, and as he paints, he becomes a person. shape and light.

While chatting with fans, Lin Xingcheng kept painting. The composition was a bloody battlefield with black clouds overhead. On one side were demons and monsters, on the other side was a self-proclaimed upright cultivating sect, and in the middle was a young man in a silver-white robe stained with blood. .

The young man was extremely beautiful, with one hand on the ground and the other holding a sword. He raised his head with cold and unyielding eyes.