39. Artist Dad 6

Cheng Ye was completely unaware of the huge uproar on the Internet because he was learning painting from Cheng Jiu.

The day before yesterday, Cheng Jiu suddenly offered to teach him painting. He was stunned for a moment before reacting. He servilely offered his father a can of Coke and respectfully accepted the position. His father reservedly took a sip of the Coke, patted his head, and then recited a few rules from his ancestors. The rest of the information didn't sound particularly new, but there was one rule Cheng Ye didn't quite understand: "Those who enter my school must revere all living things." It sounded ordinary, yet it felt profound.

Well, genetics is a very mysterious thing.

Cheng Ye sat obediently on the stool, his ink-stained hands restless, his left hand pinching his right hand, and his right hand poking his left hand; his originally clean and fair little face was also stained with a little ink, obviously accidentally stained when he was scratching his face; his beautiful big eyes rolled around non-stop, and he didn't dare to look at his father.

Cheng Jiu, who was sitting opposite him, took a piece of drawing paper and carefully identified what the black mass in the drawing was.

a long time,

"You just said, what is this?" Cheng Jiu's voice was calm.

Cheng Ye's restless hands froze, and he said, "Uh... it's camellia." His voice was very weak, and if Cheng Jiu hadn't listened carefully, he wouldn't have been able to hear it at all.

Cheng Jiu: ...Why does the camellia look like a pile of si? Cheng Jiu found it hard to understand.

Cheng Ye endured it again and again, and after a long pause, he said, "I haven't learned to paint systematically before. Isn't it normal for me to paint like this?" No one is born with the ability to paint. Even though his paintings are like this now, can't he improve later? Look at those masters of traditional Chinese painting. They all spent their entire lives to achieve fame, and even worse, they only became famous after their death. He has only been learning for two days, and his paintings are already good.

Cheng Jiu paused, then: "Oh"

The more Cheng Ye thought about it, the more confident he became, and his voice became normal: "It's this kind of color ink painting, the difficulty index is doubled." He can't even write well, let alone paint.

Cheng Jiu calmly watched his son quibble.

Cheng Ye began to speak confidently: "What's more, I haven't even touched a brush many times. I used to write with a soft brush. Brushes are so difficult to control, so it's normal that I can't draw well for a while."

Cheng Jiu: ...So it’s my fault?

Finally, Cheng Ye pointed at the lump of si angrily and said, "Besides, we should first learn to control the brush to draw lines, instead of drawing something so difficult at the beginning." After saying that, Cheng Ye poked the lump of si angrily. The petals of the camellia were twisted and difficult to control.

Seeing his son's face turn red with anger, Cheng Jiu began to reflect on himself. Otherwise, he should teach him how to draw lines first.

So, Cheng Jiu drew a whole sheet of lines of various shapes for Cheng Ye to copy, and said that if Cheng Ye did not draw twenty qualified line drawings a day, he would not be allowed to enter the virtual fantasy adventure.

This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Cheng Ye. A piece of drawing paper was so large, and the lines were so crooked and twisted, like ribbons dancing in the wind. It was hard to capture that flowing feeling! And he had to draw twenty more! How inhumane!

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In the end, Cheng Ye used the excuse of live streaming to earn money to support the family to successfully escape Cheng Jiu's perverted teaching. Cheng Jiu, who currently had no income, watched helplessly as Cheng Ye happily took a bath, hummed a little tune, and returned to the room, slamming the door shut.

Cheng Ye turned on his computer, opened the game, and entered the live broadcast room. As a result, he was shocked by 999+ private messages as soon as he entered the live broadcast room. Before he could click to check, the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room exploded, and the entire screen was filled with curse words. Cheng Ye subconsciously checked the live broadcast room ID. Could he have accidentally entered the wrong one? After confirming that he had entered the right one, he began to be confused. What was going on?

Cheng Ye blinked and said dazedly, "Uh, what happened?" Why are there so many people in the live broadcast room, and why are they scolding me? I have been very well-behaved these past two days. I haven't been on Weibo, using many video apps, or even playing with my phone. My dad and I have added a lot of settings to the illusion these past two days and haven't surfed the Internet. I shouldn't have offended anyone, right?

Cheng Ye was very uncomfortable with the screen full of curse words. He stared at the barrage, not knowing what to do for a moment. Fortunately, he quickly adjusted himself because his fans were very supportive and worked very hard to help him refresh the screen. Although it was soon overwhelmed by the rotten eggs, he still felt very warm.

Cheng Ye, who found that he could not find the truth in the barrage, clicked on the private messages. There were many private messages that were purely to scold him, but he closed them immediately, thinking that out of sight, out of mind, and only chose to open some private messages from his old fans.

Ye Zi, Ye Zi, you don’t have to pay attention to people like this. They attack you without knowing anything. We should not get angry and should not argue with NC, as it will easily affect our IQ.

Ye Zi, turn off the livestream. We don't want to play with fools. We have time to waste with them and give these fools a good slap in the face.

Ye Zi, don't take their words to heart. You still have us little cuties with you, and we will always support you.

Woohoo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It's all because I posted something about virtual fantasy online.

I attracted so many haters because I exposed the virtual illusion without thinking carefully. I should have asked you. I was impulsive. I'm sorry! (＞人＜；)!

Seeing the little fan's comfort, Cheng Ye's mood finally improved a little, but he was still very upset. It was really a case of "misfortune comes from the sky while you are at home." After seeing the explanation of the last little fan, he finally understood the whole story.

It turns out it was because of a virtual illusion. It seems that some little fans have already received the Yejie bracelet. The delivery was quite fast. They must be the little cutie in this city.

There was nothing to apologize for. The virtual illusion would eventually be exposed to the public, whether it was sooner or later. It was just that the fan had chosen the wrong time and method, which had led to her suffering from online bullying. Thinking of this, Cheng Ye sighed.

He looked at the screen full of insults and simply turned off the barrage. He couldn't help but frown and try not to care about the bad words. No one would feel good if their whole family was scolded for no reason.

Cheng Ye said with a serious face, "I don't know why you're doing this, and I don't want to know. The internet belongs to everyone. You're free to be whatever you want online, but please don't show off your abysmal IQ in front of others. The authenticity of the virtual illusion has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to believe it. My fans just need to believe it."

"You can curse as much as you want, I've turned off the barrage anyway, so your cursing won't affect me."

"I'd like to apologize to all the little cuties who support me. It's all because of me that you've suffered this. I know that while you were defending me, you must have also been subjected to those irrational insults. I'm very grateful to you, grateful for your support and your belief in me..."

His words brought tears to the eyes of the many veteran fans in front of the screen. They had been fighting against the haters since daybreak, transforming into iron men and cursing on the street. No matter how the haters cursed them, they would curse back with even harsher words. But there were too many haters, and no matter how hard they tried, the effect was pitifully small. They were being scolded, weren't they sad? The sadness was that they had been weighed down by the hatred, and now, after Cheng Ye's comfort, they could no longer hold back.

"...I definitely can't play games today, so let's talk about the virtual world."

"Some of you little cuties must have received the Yejie bracelet and should have experienced it. I know you are shocked and have many questions." Cheng Ye tilted his head and said, "Actually, I was also surprised at first. Ah, this world is so mysterious, this

It's unscientific! Such exclamations." He tried to lighten the mood.

He raised his eyebrows and continued, "I can't reveal the origin of this virtual world to you right now. I can only say it's my adventure, or perhaps the world's adventure. But I can assure you that it's absolutely safe inside this world, and it won't cause you any harm. Friends who know each other can team up and go on an adventure there."

"By the way, you may not have noticed yet, but the Leaf Realm Bracelet has a master recognition function. It will automatically recognize the first person who uses it. So, if you want to use it yourself, you must pay attention to this."

"Some little cuties also want the Yejie bracelet, what should we do? Well, this may have to wait until next time. We don't have any stock now, and we can't hold a lottery under today's circumstances, so you have to wait patiently. As compensation, I promise here that the number of places will be increased to fifty next time." Because he couldn't see the barrage, Cheng Ye could only chat alone.

"I'm giving you a sneak peek. The fantasy world is already planning to expand. Once the expansion is complete, it won't be confined to Leaf Village like before. There will be a new Forget Worry City outside of Leaf Village. Forget Worry City is about ten times larger than Leaf Village, and there will also be a new independent cultivator guild within Forget Worry City. Those of you who have the opportunity can try to join a guild. There are many benefits to joining a guild, such as being able to form a group and take on quests..."

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After the live broadcast ended, Cheng Ye's expression immediately became dull. He sighed, stood up and left the room. He had been talking for so long that his mouth was dry.

When he came out to the living room, Cheng Jiu was surprised and said, "Is today's live broadcast so fast?" It was more than half an hour earlier than usual.

Cheng Ye paused while pouring water and said, "Hmm"

His son looked so miserable, could something have happened? Cheng Jiu worried, "What's wrong? Are things not going well? Are you unhappy? Are fans scolding you because the dungeon wasn't going well?" That shouldn't be the case. His son wasn't famous yet, and he didn't have many competitors. Most of his fans were quite rational.

Cheng Ye sat down next to his father with a cup of water in his hand and said in a bewildered tone, "Dad, why do some people always like to criticize other people's behavior and ideas?"

Cheng Jiu took the water cup from his son's hand and put it on the table. He touched his son's red hand and said in a gentle voice: "Because of the sense of identity, everyone has a sense of identity and a sense of being recognized. Hundreds of people eat hundreds of kinds of rice, and hundreds of kinds of rice feed hundreds of people. Everyone is an independent individual with independent thoughts. If it is a division,

"It's not a big deal, but humans are social creatures, and the exchange of different ideas and the collision of different cultures inevitably create repulsion and sparks. I hope to gain your approval of my actions, but I cannot agree with your ideas. At this point, both sides begin to argue, each finding the other annoying and fiercely rejecting the other."

"But" Feeling his father's tenderness, the grievance and sadness in his heart suddenly surged up. Cheng Ye said pitifully: "I didn't provoke them." Why do they scold me, why do they scold my father, who gave them the power.

Cheng Jiu vigorously rubbed his son's hair. He was still a child, and he smiled gently, "Many times, it's not that you don't provoke them that they won't come after you. When they learn that you have different behaviors and ideas from them, you become the target of their 'justice', thereby highlighting their noble ideas."

He paused and said, "You're fine. There's no need to feel sad because of them. ...How about I make you cola chicken wings and beer roast duck tonight?"

Cheng Ye: ...

Black line, is this what we are talking about now? Cheng Ye said angrily: "Cola chicken wings and beer roast duck are what you want to eat! I want chicken pot, I want it super spicy!"

Cheng Jiu frowned. Even young people shouldn't eat spicy food often. He had just eaten it yesterday, so he couldn't eat it again today. He couldn't indulge them. "Only medium spiciness," he said, emphasizing, "If you keep making noise, I'll make it mild."

Cheng Ye shut up.

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