Chapter 188 The End of the Mecha Competition

[Thank you, Zaosi. It's mainly because you wrote them so well that I want to draw them. I also wanted to draw Xiaoqian's other seniors, but I'm too busy recently. I'll make up for them when I'm not busy. ]

Song Wenlan replied with a smile: [Thank you for your hard work. ]

[Hehehehe, it's not hard. Every time I get tired of drawing, I feel motivated again when I see Zaosi's updates. ]

Song Wenlan was stunned when she saw the reply, and a smile bloomed on her face.

This is the meaning of her wanting to become a novelist in the first place. Living in this world is tiring enough. If she can bring some happiness to readers, then she feels that her work is meaningful.

Song Wenlan looked at the works on the light brain, and her thoughts suddenly returned to the time when she first registered as an online writer.

The reason why she wanted to write novels was that she felt that there were too few authors who wrote the genre she liked, and she was in a severe book shortage, so she cut her leg meat and wanted to write one for herself.

Before writing, she also learned to look up the rankings. At that time, the book ranked first on the list was full of character pictures, which shocked her at that time.

After reading it, she had only one thought: envy.

She made up her mind at that time that she must write a novel like that and let readers draw character pictures for herself.

This wish came true when she wrote her second book.

Song Wenlan can still remember the bulging feeling she felt at that time.

And now, readers of Star Interstellar have also drawn character pictures for her.

The familiar bulging feeling climbed up her heart again, and Song Wenlan collected these three paintings. These three paintings are different for her.

The readers over there didn't know Song Wenlan's psychological activities. They looked at the painter's wife and said that there were other character pictures, and they squatted down under this comment.

[Star Network, help me mark it, and when the host comments again, remember to remind me. ]

[Okay, it has been marked for you. ]

This comment is full of such dialogues.

The artist, that is, Bai Li, did not expect that everyone would praise her sketch so much. She touched her nose and watched more and more people come to urge her to finish the manuscript. She quickly turned off the light brain, fearing that she would see those messages again.

But soon, she was devoted to work. She had promised Zao Si to add other characters, and she could not be a person who broke her promise.

Maybe Bai Li had made a good start. In the following time, more and more pictures appeared in the background of "It's better to make money than to cultivate immortals".

Now that AI is on the rise, everyone can draw the characters in their hearts, so the characters above are varied. Of course, everyone appreciates the original works of the painters' wives the most.

Originality is a fine product, which is a sincere statement in the interstellar era.

Those original works are all well-crafted works without exception. Readers rushed to check in under the pictures of their favorite characters.

Chongwen Novel Network, Editorial Department.

Mengxingchong looked at the fan activity value of Zao Si with a smack of his lips.

I saw that the first place was more than twice as active as the second place in the real-time statistics chart on the optical brain.

Song Wenlan did not expect that there were so many fairy ladies among her readers.

She also had a habit every day, which was to see if there were any new works in the comments. Of course, Song Wenlan admitted that she was a little obsessed with appearance. The more detailed and beautiful the characters were, the more she would attract her attention.

However, this appreciation was also her personal appreciation. She actually collected all the pictures sent by readers.

After appreciating the paintings, Song Wenlan began to think about the ending.

What kind of ending should Qian Yu'an have? Or, what kind of ending does Qian Yu'an want?

Will Qian Yu'an stay in Xianqing Sect? Or will she leave and establish her own sect?

Song Wenlan fell into deep thought.

While Song Wenlan was thinking about the ending, the Empire's Mecha Competition also came to an end.

The top ten of this mecha competition have been selected, and the exciting duel between the top ten will start soon.

Among the top ten, seven are military academy students.

Everyone had guessed this result long ago, but there was nothing they could do.

Among these civilian contestants, Dorothy was the strongest one.

Most civilians placed their hopes on Dorothy, just like they placed their hopes on Admiral Giles.

In the Empire, in the palace.

A blond and blue-eyed boy dressed in a handsome prince costume was acting like a spoiled child to a young man.

"Brother, I want to go to the mecha competition, just let me go."

"I'm tired of staying in the castle all day."

The young man looked down at the little boy and sighed helplessly: "Yang, it's not time for our royal family to show up yet."

"Then why don't I just not show up as a royal family?" Yang's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "I heard from the Knight Commander that this stage of the competition is the most intense and exciting part of the mecha competition. If I miss it, I will regret it for a long time."

At this point, he couldn't help but pinch the young man's clothes, shook it and said coquettishly: "Brother, just let me go."

The young man was dizzy because of his shaking, and he also knew his character. In the end, he could only say helplessly: "You can go if you want, but you have to promise me not to reveal your identity. I will also let people protect you. You can't get rid of them, understand?"

Yang rolled his eyes, a little reluctant, but the idea of ​​wanting to watch the mecha competition still overwhelmed the irritation of being followed.

Under his brother's gaze, he finally said, "Okay, I'll let them follow."

The eldest prince rubbed his younger brother's head and smiled, "Yang is such a good boy."

After that, he sighed softly and said, "It's not that my brother wants to restrict you, it's really those pirates who are too rampant. I told you that our uncle was killed by those daring pirates, so for your safety, I have to do this."

Hearing the eldest prince talking about his uncle, Yang couldn't help but shrink his head, with some fear on his face.

That was decades ago. At that time, the uncle was still young and liked to go out to play, but he was killed by a desperate pirate.

When the incident happened, the royal family was furious. Not only did they kill the hateful pirate, but they also carried out a major purge of other pirates.

The feud between the imperial family and the pirates was formed at that time. Now when the royal family members go out, they must do a good job of protection.

When the little prince thought of this, he wanted to back down.

However, thinking of the game scenes broadcasted through the optical computer, the little prince was unwilling to give up.

It was so interesting to watch on the optical computer, it must be more interesting to watch in person.

Thinking of this, the little prince's idea suddenly became firm.

"Brother, don't worry, I will be good and come back early."