Chapter 298 Selling Paintings, Beautiful Women in White

After Nan Xun replied mortally, he went to pour himself a glass of water to drink.

However, it was just the effort of pouring a glass of water and drinking saliva, and the comment area below has exploded in place.

Qingqing Zipei: Where did this ghost named Shan Shui come from? What did she mean when she replied to me, Ou Ganda?

Four Characters: She said thank you, is she the violin beauty in this video? !

Peppa Pig: Oh my God, if this person is really the violin beauty in the video, she is too thick-skinned! She actually said that she was going to fuck me, Ou Gan?

Moshang Huakaiyu Mo: I watched the video and thought this beauty was a sweet and pure girl with a lot of connotation, but the result... the style of painting has become too fast!

Dirty Woman: Isn't this our reborn Golden Retriever? My sister Golden Retriever is mighty and domineering, and her ultimate goal is to become the male god Ou Gan, which is amazing for my Miss Shan Shui!

Like to call me mammy: upstairs, who is Sister Golden Retriever?

Xiaomu: I have a bit of an impression. It seems that she is an Internet celebrity outside the 18th line, but she used to look ugly, and her makeup was like a ghost. Why did she suddenly become so beautiful? Wouldn't it be cosmetic surgery?

Canhua Zuoan: Upstairs, it's not plastic surgery. Sister Jinmao's appearance before and after removing her makeup appeared on the same day. Have you ever seen a plastic surgery that can be done in half a day? She is so beautiful.

Caterpillar: What does it look like? Such a low-level internet celebrity dares to think of my family, Ou Gan, who is so shameless and shameless all his life that he can't explain it.

Su Jia Keke: Am I the only one who thinks this guy named Shan Shui is very domineering? Not everyone would dare to say such a thing.

Mengmeng smiled in brackets: Haha, if this Internet celebrity named Shan Shui can really get on my Ou Ganda in his lifetime, I will not say anything, and I will directly broadcast the food.

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Nan Xun quickly browsed the comments, and many of them were against her, and they almost made her the bottom of the pot. Some of them were cynicism, and a few of them had an attitude of watching the drama.

After a while, her reply was pushed to the first one.

However, no matter how shocking his reply was, the male god Ou Gan did not respond to her again, which was expected by Nan Xun.

Like the previous comment saying that she is beautiful and beautiful, maybe the boss just saw the video when he was in a good mood, so he commented on it. He will not watch this kind of video again, let alone watch it again. comment of.

If Nan Xun really wanted him to see it, he would directly x-on: him, but this would easily arouse the male god's disgust, so no matter how impulsive it was, Nan Xun maintained an absolute sense of reason.

Nan Xun quit Manman and logged on to the live broadcast account. The income column in the background has already displayed the income of the previous month, which is double the amount of the previous month. reward fee.

Nan Xun submitted a withdrawal application. Two days later, there was an extra amount of money on her bank card. Then Nan Xun took pictures of all the clothes in the single-water closet and put them on a special online auction in accordance with the principle of waste utilization. Another small income.

Xiao Ba was amazed, "Women, I really don't miss any opportunity to make money."

Nan Xun: "No way, I urgently need money right now, first of all, clothes and so on, and secondly, I have to buy a lot of textbooks to learn. Although my sister's acting talent is good, it would be embarrassing if you don't know some basic knowledge. I want to buy a model instrument, a violin and a piano."

Nanxun retreated and practiced for a month.

In the past month, she learned everything about acting, and played the film and television works of male gods back and forth every day, enjoying while learning.

Xiao Ba takes her seriousness in her eyes. Before she entered the entertainment industry, Xiao Ba has become her number one fan.

Nan Xun occasionally goes to Steamed Man to post a message or two, so that her steamed steamed steamed bun will not grow grass for too long. However, Nan Xun found that she was completely overthinking it. It increased by 200,000 overnight, and a month later, the number of fans of the steamed buns has reached one million!

Shan Shui has been in the internet celebrity circle for two years and has 150,000 fans. Nan Xun's steamed buns have exploded to one million fans because of a brazen reply, so sometimes he really is... thick-skinned is invincible.

Xiao Ba was a little excited, "Darling, you are so amazing, some small stars outside the third-tier are only so many fans!"

Nan Xun said indifferently: "Didn't you see that many people who follow me come to the comment area of ​​my steamed buns to scold me and criticize me? Those words are so ugly that a person with a fragile mind can jump off the building and commit suicide. Sister is mentally strong, so she won't be affected."

After a short pause, she suddenly laughed, "However, you need to be black before you can whiten it. Maybe black fans will become true fans at some point."

Nan Xun picked out a simple white one-piece umbrella dress with broken flowers from the wardrobe filled with new clothes, and paired it with light luxury white soft shoes that are mainly comfortable. Generous.

With his easel and paintbrush, Nanxun went to the leisure square in front of the Bell Tower in City A.

Xiao Ba was puzzled and asked quickly, "Where are you singing? Are you going to sell paintings?"

Nan Xun nodded: "I'm a little poor recently, go out and earn some extra money."

Hachi:  …

Nan Xun laughed, "Silly little eight, I lied to you, I'm going out fishing."

Hachi:  …

The Bell Tower in City A is a free attraction, so there are many tourists here. Nanxun sat in the corner of the square, propped up his easel, and set up a sign next to it, which read a line of beautiful black regular script: Sketch Portrait, 50 yuan per piece.

No one cared about it at first, and Nan Xun was not idle. He picked up the pencil and started to draw on the drawing board.

With just a few strokes, the characters in the painting have become alive.

"Oh my God, it seems!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Slowly, more and more people gathered around Nan Xun, and their admiration continued.

What Nan Xun painted was not someone else, but Ou Gan, who had long been engraved in Shan Shui's mind like a brand. His frowns, smiles, and every move were very familiar to Shan Shui.

The painting shows the scene of Ou Gan playing the piano. The work has not yet been completed, and someone next to him exclaimed: "I have seen this before, it is the hard photo of Ou Gan on the cover of "Fantasy Art" magazine, it seems, really seems like This girl is amazing, she didn't refer to photos at all!"

Nan Xun put the finished works aside for exhibition, raised his head and smiled at the onlookers, "Do you want to paint a portrait, fifty yuan a piece, finished in fifteen minutes."

How good-looking she is when she smiles, her brows and eyes are curved, making people feel like a spring breeze.

The girl held the drawing board in one hand, and behind her was the clock tower full of ancient charm. She was wearing a long white dress, her hair was fluttering, and it was as beautiful as a painting.