part.38 Teacher Lin Nuan, she really loves the movie queen so much!

For the sake of plot research.

The Xuenian crew once specially came to the Ise Shrine in Tokyo and asked Ise Chinatsu about the history of Ise Shrine and the past of the shrine maidens who served the gods.

After all...Ise Chinatsu is the Saio on duty at Ise Shrine.

She is the girl who stands at the top of all shrine maidens, above the Son of God.

If you want to pay attention to the plot, theoretically——

Ise Chinatsu is the perfect reference.

The poster signed by Jiang Yin was one of the farewell gifts.

Ise Chinatsu thought it looked good, so she hung the poster directly in the machiya of the shrine, despite the objections of other Gonomiya and Miyoshi in the shrine.

In her words... "Are you the boss or am I the boss!"

"Perhaps this will be what she likes when meeting your Lordship on a moonlit night!"

"..."

Others in the shrine looked at the poster and could only feel angry and speechless.

After all... His Highness Saio, he had heard the voice of Tsukiyomi-no-Okami when he was a child, and was even the true son of God who could summon Tsukiyomi-no-Okami to appear.

She said that on a moonlit night, if I see the great god, she is a seductress...then...okay.

What else can they do?

After leaving Ise Shrine, she became the biggest boss of the new Ise Shrine in Tokyo.

But at this moment, the crooked Saio-sama was asking his servant girl to do the work for him, while he was holding a mobile phone and comparing posters.

She was sure——

On the mobile phone, the owner of the painting in Teacher Lin Nuan’s live broadcast room is Jiang Yin.

"Woooooooo..."

"Teacher Lin Nuan has drawn other women besides me."

"..."

I don’t know why, Maomao felt bitter, but Maomao didn’t say anything, and even wanted to give Teacher Lin Nuan another [-] yen, so that Teacher Lin Nuan could stop broadcasting immediately.

"What's wrong with this woman!"

"Can she stuff her tail for Teacher Lin Nuan?"

"Can she be moved by Teacher Lin Nuan?"

"Can she send money to Teacher Lin Nuan?"

"She can't!"

But Teacher Lin Nuan seemed to like her appearance very much. The tension shown in that painting was obviously much stronger than Ise Chinatsu's original manuscript.

In the machiya, the servant girl who worked silently watched her Lord Saio rolling around on the tatami with his mobile phone in his arms.

"Lord Ise..."

"It's time for you to prepare for today's live broadcast."

"Oh!" Ise Chinatsu stopped rolling around, but had no intention of getting up.

In the live broadcast room——

The barrage also exploded after the painting came out, [Lick lick lick lick. 】

[Gnaw gnaw. 】

[Damn it, really Jiang Yingqing, I just posted it. 】

【…】

[absolutely——]

[Teacher Lin Nuan’s painting of Queen Jiang is truly stunning. 】

[It smells like Jiang Yin. 】

【…】

[She is really... so in love, I cried to death. 】

[This kind of charm cannot be painted without ten years of love. 】

【?Ten years ago, Queen Jiang was still in junior high school. 】

[Well, there is a perversion. 】

【…】

Looking at the barrage, Lin Weiran tilted his head subconsciously.

Have you ever mentioned the name of Queen Jiang?

It seems like... you said it before, right?

Lin Weiran himself was not sure.

She doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry and the film and television industry, and it's even less likely that she would know that the current popular star in the film and television industry has the same name as the girl in her dream, and even... the same face.

And the other party was only one final step away from winning the Best Actress title.

But... the first acquaintance between Xiao Baihua and Jiang Yinghou——

It really should have started ten years ago.

That year, Xiao Baihua was still a young girl in a wheelchair who couldn't take care of herself, while Jiang Yin... was still very young.

In the live broadcast room, Lin Nuan's action of tilting her head and thinking suddenly made a group of people cute.

【I declare!Teacher Lin Nuan is my new female goose. 】

【? ? ? 】

【Don’t you love cats anymore? 】

In front of the live broadcast room, Mao Isekanal looked at the familiar ID in the barrage, as if... it was indeed the sponsor sister in his live broadcast room.

【Ah!A rebellious female goose who refuses to watch Teacher Lin Nuan's live broadcast secretly when she has time. 】

【It’s okay not to! 】

【hateful! ! !Shout with me! ! ! 】

[The holy fire shines brightly, the holy fire shines brightly, all my disciples, meow meow meow meow.The holy fire is shining, the holy fire is shining brightly, all my disciples, meow meow meow meow. 】

【…】

Regarding the fact that her sponsor sister was stolen by Teacher Lin Nuan, Ise Chinatsu found that she was not unhappy at all.

In comparison, she seemed to care more about Jiang Yin.

Looking at the tension-filled painting in Teacher Lin Nuan's live broadcast room, Saiou's intuition told her... The relationship between Jiang Yin and Teacher Lin Nuan was definitely not that simple.

"Thank you... Xiaohua for the spicy strips, thank Chen Xi^0^ for the salted fish thorn, and thank you Fallan Youshou for the reward~~~"

"Thank you for your support." Lin Weiran thanked him quietly.

"Then~"

"our story--"

"Let's start."

"..."

She created a new canvas.

Seeing Jiang Yin's back disappear, the live broadcast room suddenly burst into mourning again.

[Damn...I haven't licked enough yet. 】

[Wake up, Teacher Lin Nuan is also thinking about your screen. ???】

[Don’t let water enter. 】

【…】

The so-called handwriting is a type of animated music video that gradually emerged with the rise of online videos. It is a type of animated music video created using one's own drawings and pictures, paired with music and lyrics.

The fineness of handwritten drawings is often not that high.

Sometimes simple lines can more vividly reflect the theme of handwriting.

The system asked Lin Weiran to create a handwriting that told... the story between Xiao Baihua and Jiang Yinghou, based on Lin Nuan.

According to that dream——

Lin Weiran drew up the first encounter between Lin Nuan and Jiang Yin.

"A dark world."

"The girl opened her eyes."

"..."

[No matter how many times I watch it, the speed at which Teacher Lin Nuan draws the manuscripts is breathtaking. 】

[The hand for this sketch is really too steady. 】

[Teacher Lin Nuan is still in school? 】

[Listening to Teacher Lin Nuan’s voice...she should still be in high school. 】

【Well...someone else’s high school is my high school?. 】

【…】

[Wait a minute... If Teacher Lin Nuan is a high school student now, then two or three years ago, when Teacher Lin Nuan was killing everyone in the book world...]

[Blind student, have you discovered Hua Dian? 】There is always someone in the live broadcast room who can accurately spot blind spots.

[Isn’t this too social?...]

[The talented junior high school girl's painter's hand sweeps across the circle, or does it draw the circle inside? 】

[I asked why Teacher Lin Nuan doesn’t like to draw married women. It turns out that the reference object is herself, right? 】

[You don’t have to be so frank if you have ambitions to become prime minister. ???】

【…】

But... as the girl slowly approached the floor-to-ceiling window in the live broadcast room, the figure reflected in the glass gradually took shape.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly changed into another style of painting.

【Oooo! 】

[Is this Xiao Baihua’s childhood form? 】

[Sick sister, I love you. 】

【…】

【and many more--】

【Etc., etc! ! ! 】

[This hair color... isn't this Teacher Lin Nuan! 】

【Wait a moment! 】

[Queen Jiang is Jiang Yin, and Xiao Baihua is teacher Lin Nuan! ! ! 】

[I turned 720 degrees on the spot and knelt down and ate it hard. 】

[She is so in love, I cried to death. 】

【…】

Inside the Xuenian studio——

Jiang Ruanruan, who was fishing with her cell phone before getting off work, looked at the barrage that exploded in the live broadcast room and glanced hesitantly in the direction of the crew.

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