After hanging up the phone, Hua Jian's face turned red and blue.
Those people in the imperial capital are simply too idle to be so interested in other people's affairs?
But deep down he was still a little angry and embarrassed because someone had said that.
...
Hua Jian decided to put aside the things she couldn't figure out.
He brought painting tools in the box, set up a stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, faced the boundless sea, and started the live broadcast again.
He sat there quietly for a long time, and most of the fans who entered the live broadcast room according to the person they followed left because they were bored.
After a long while, he finally moved.
He adjusted the direction of the camera to face his drawing board and the sea outside the window.
"Sorry, I was not in a good mood just now. I am ready to start painting now. I kept you waiting for a long time."
[Wow, is this a sea view room? Oh my god, the view is amazing.]
Hua Jian smiled and said, "Yes, it's very beautiful here, but I can't read the comments for a while, so please feel free to do as you please."
After saying that, he turned his back to the camera, but he didn't notice that the phone holder was rubbed by him when he turned around.
The camera moved upwards, revealing the side view of his nose, chin, and entire slender neck.
[Fuck, the blogger never shows his face. I thought he was a cool guy, but I didn't expect his face to be so stunning?]
[Oh my god, such a great jawline! His Adam's apple is so sexy!]
[Tsk, the blogger deliberately revealed the brand of his paint during his last livestream, flaunting his wealth and attracting a bunch of fans, and now he's showing off his ocean view room and his face again. What a routine.]
[The idea you had earlier was too dark. The hotel I stayed at was probably the Xiangzhang Hotel in Haicheng. I won't mention how expensive it was during the summer vacation.]
[Uh, I just saw that the price of a standard room at the Xiangzhang Hotel has gone up to 4,000 yuan a night. Damn the prices! But the blogger isn't staying in a standard room, is he? I've never seen such large floor-to-ceiling windows at the Xiangzhang Hotel.]
[I heard that there is a suite on the top floor of the Xiangzhang Hotel, which is not open to reservations at all. It is privately owned by VVIP guests and will be empty if they don't come.]
[...Don't make it sound so grand. The blogger is an art student, and he's being kept by someone... Report him, and he's showing off his wealth.]
As soon as the sudden barrage of comments appeared, the debate in the live broadcast room became more heated.
Most people are asking the person who posted the previous comment, "Do you have any evidence?"
Unfortunately, the person went invisible immediately after sending the message. When I clicked on the other party’s account, I saw that it was a newly registered small account.
It was nothing if someone just said something casually.
After all, Hua Jian has few fans and even fewer people in her live broadcast room.
But now it is summer vacation, and Haicheng tourism has been on several hot searches recently, becoming the best place for national tourism.
Many "special forces" college students have entered Haicheng for tourism, and the popularity is very high.
Any live broadcast with Haicheng IP can get traffic support.
In just over ten minutes, Hua Jian's live broadcast room, which was different from the noisy live broadcast rooms of other bloggers, quickly attracted many people to click in.
Hua Jian’s live broadcast room was recommended on the homepage within twenty minutes.
The number of people also soared from a dozen to several thousand or even ten thousand, seemingly heading towards an outrageous number.
[Uh, the blogger was really serious about drawing. He soon discovered that his livestream had gone viral, and a bunch of netizens were searching for him. I wonder what he felt.]
[The most embarrassing thing is that when he reveals his true face, he will only be laughed at by everyone.]
[The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. I'm really looking forward to seeing him being laughed at.]
[You forgot, there was a comment just now saying that he was being kept by someone. How could such a person be so ugly?]
[I'm telling you guys to stop being so outrageous. I'm not promoting anything, I'm just drawing. Why are you being so harsh?]
...
Hua Jian didn’t know that his live broadcast room had exploded.
He stared at the faint trace of the picture on his canvas and smiled with satisfaction.
It seems that there was also a painting of the sea in Xiaohuajian's sketchbook.
The blue is very rich and matches the blue of the sky very well.
Hua Jian hesitated for a moment, then imitated little Hua Jian and drew a child with big eyes, a big head, and a very Q-version body.
He was grinning and laughing, and next to him was a woman with a gentle temperament whose face could not be seen clearly.
With the last stroke, Hua Jian lengthened the corners of the woman's eyes a little.
alright.
Hua Jian sighed and put the paintbrush aside, muttering, "It's so perfect, it's like a carbon copy."
When he turned his head to look at his phone, his eyes narrowed instantly: "Huh? What's going on?"
The barrage of comments on the screen was flashing very quickly. Perhaps because they saw that he was finally looking at his phone, many people started giving him gifts.
As for the number of viewers in the upper right corner, it is as high as 100,000.
"Is there a bug?" Hua Jian took the phone, the camera shook, and accidentally scanned his face.
The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses stands with his back to the sun, looking too handsome to be real.
He glanced casually across the camera with his mouth slightly open.
Perhaps because he was a little surprised to see his face exposed, the camera in his hand shook even more, but the next moment, the people in the live broadcast room could no longer see his face.
[Ugh, I'm about to be slapped in the face. He's so handsome!!! Ah! Quick, Secretary Jin, I want to know all his information.]
[Boy, you've mastered the art of playing hard to get. Isn't it okay for me to send you to the carnival?]
Reading the comments, Hua Jian felt very embarrassed. "Everyone, no, why are there so many of you suddenly here? I'm not playing hard to get. I just drew something. Look at my username: An ordinary painter. I'm not a beauty blogger, and I'm not even close to that. Please don't follow me."
"Doxxing me? Doxxing is illegal."
"If you want to meet by chance, no, I have social anxiety."
"I'm being taken? Who spread the rumor?"
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