Chapter 36 Chapter 36 The Second Drawing
On the evening of August 18, Pei Qing started live streaming again.
The live broadcast has been increasingly stable recently, the audience has been as supportive as ever, and no one has been killed or is about to be killed, so Pei Qing is in a relaxed mood.
When the show first started, she was able to draw a few avatars for the audience.
The audience took screenshots one after another, saying that this is a masterpiece and maybe using it can bring good luck.
With this humble expectation, several avatars were quickly sold out.
Today's live broadcast begins to get to the point, with Pei Qing and others coming to ask for articles.
She twirled the pen in her hand while waiting for a boss who was looking for a pet.
The words the boss typed looked anxious and scary.
[I'm here to look for my Xiaobi. My Xiaobi has been missing for three days! I searched everywhere but couldn't find her! I was so worried. Oh, my Xiaobi is a corn snake, very cute! She is nine years old this year and has been with me since I was in high school. My Xiaobi accompanied me during my college entrance examination and my parents' divorce and remarriage! I can live without a wife, but I can't live without Xiaobi! ]
New knowledge has been gained.
Pei Qing took a look at the photos sent from backstage.
It was a red corn snake, its color a bit like a ripe strawberry, and it coiled around my hand three or four times.
Well, she is not a reptile pet owner or a snake owner, but she still respects her boss's needs.
Pei Qing paused his pen on the canvas, and quickly sketched out an entrance door. The door was liver-colored, and the house number at the top showed 602. There were two shoe racks at the door, with several pairs of shoes on them, including men's leather shoes, women's high-heeled sandals, and a pair of color-changing sneakers for children.
Soon the boss's message popped up on the public screen.
[I know this place, my Xiaobi is in there. Bah, they said she wasn't there last time I went to look for her!]
Audiences on the public screen complained:
[Oh my god, luckily you are not my neighbor, otherwise I would not be able to sleep well at night. ]
[I thought everyone in the reptile pet circle had a villa. ]
[Fuck, I’m most afraid of snakes in my life.]
…
The boss didn’t reply. He must have gone offline to look for his Xiaobi.
Pei Qing looked at Xiaobi again, feeling very strange. Why should a red snake be called Xiaobi? Isn’t Bi a green color?
Unfortunately, no one answered this question, and soon Pei Qing waited for the second boss to come.
[I want to commission a portrait for my friend, she is getting married soon, and I want to commission a portrait of her. ]
Pei Qing was stunned. It had been a long time since anyone had seriously asked him to write an article.
Ever since Pei Qing became famous, those who came to her for commissions were all seeking help with a purpose. For a long time, no one came to her for commissions, but just to paint.
The audience was surprised.
[Ah, the anchor also has this business? ]
[My wife is a painter.]
【Hey, my wife has a full range of services. 】
[Can this be drawn? I remember someone came to ask for a family portrait before, and after asking several times, he got it, and every time he asked for it, there were new problems...]
【Tsk, how bold.】
[Anyway, it’s not my wife’s problem if I can’t draw. 】
…
The boss who came to ask for the work continued to ask: [Can’t I draw? ]
Although Pei Qing felt it was a bit strange, he still took the order.
【You can draw. 】
A full-body photo was quickly received backstage.
She is a young woman in her twenties, with an oval face, a high nose, thick eyebrows, and long hair like a waterfall. In the photo, she is laughing, and her expression is full of freedom.
But the above is not the point. The point is that Pei Qing knows this woman!
This woman was the one who caught the adulterer at the hot spring villa, and Pei Qing heard her name at that time.
Her name is Lian Jiao.
Pei Qing finished reading the backstage and did not move the pen in his hand.
She paused for too long, so an audience member came to ask her questions.
【Anchor, please draw! 】
[My wife hasn’t drawn a normal draft in a long time, so she needs to think about it. ]
[The one in front is so good at talking, I hahahaha. ]
[It’s so funny, I was afraid the host wouldn’t be able to draw it. 】
…
Pei Qing thought about it, and finally picked up the paintbrush and started painting.
Time passed. Pei Qing painted very carefully this time. It was the first time he painted someone he had met before, so it was still a little strange.
But gradually, the pen in her hand began to add colors to the picture as if it had its own soul.
As a result, the smile on the face of the person in the painting was changed and turned into one of extreme pain.
There were some scratches on the smooth skin, like scratches left by long fingernails.
The smooth long hair was tangled and the clothes were wrinkled.
Soon, Pei Qing added a background to the painting, with marble tiles behind the woman.
The original standing position quickly merged with the background. Lian Jiao changed from standing to lying down, and looked painful.
Finally, Pei Qing made some modifications to her eyes.
In the picture, Lian Jiao closed her eyes, placed her right hand on her chest, and lost consciousness.
The audience was shocked.
【Awesome.】
【What happened here? 】
[It looks like the wedding can't be held, something has happened to the bride. ]
[Hey, I said that this is the profession of anchor. Even a simple drawing can have some problems. ]
[Boss, boss, your friend is in trouble, tell her to be careful recently! ]
[The fortune teller's professional skills are as stable as Mount Tai. 】
【Give the anchor a thumbs up. 】
A wave of gifts flew by, and Pei Qing stared at his own drawings, looking at them again and again.
What's this?
Death notice?
When she first drew Sun Xiuxiu, she didn't even draw the scene of her death, of course the scene at the morgue wasn't included.
What happened to Lian Jiao? Suffocation? Heart disease? Or allergic asthma?
There are too many diseases in modern society, and Pei Qing can’t guess.
She looked at the public screen.
On the public screen, the audience is explaining science to the boss.
[This anchor is really smart. If she says something bad will happen to your friend, it will definitely happen! Don’t disbelieve her, your life is at stake.]
[That's right, let your friend get a full body checkup to see if he has any disease.]
[It looks a bit like an allergy, let's eliminate the allergen first. 】
[No, I think there's something wrong with her heart. Didn't you see she was holding her chest?]
[Where are you? Say something. Are you offline? ]
[Let the anchor draw another one and see, maybe the next one will be someone going to the hospital. ]
[Boss? Hello?]
[Really not here? ]
Despite much calls, the boss didn't show up.
Pei Qing frowned. It was the first time he met a boss who neither asked questions nor was anxious.
Didn't you say you were Lian Jiao's friend? You didn't even ask, are you really a friend?
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After the broadcast, Pei Qing looked at the draft again.
She planned to get to know Lian Jiao.
The next day, Pei Qing got up early, without brushing his teeth or washing his face, he opened the door and went downstairs to find Li Muxu.
Li Muxu was having breakfast and was quite surprised to see Pei Qing coming downstairs.
"You got up so early today?"
Pei Qing held the handrail of the stairs and asked, "Brother, is there any party recently? One among young people, not the kind of roundabout way you do in the business world?"
Li Muxu put down his chopsticks and said, "You want to go and have fun? You can host one yourself."
Pei Qing shook his head repeatedly: "I don't want to."
She walked over to Li Muxu and showed him the painting she had done last night.
"Look, this is Lian Jiao, she's lying on the ground unconscious. I need to think of a way to get to know her better, so that it will be perfect for the party."
Li Muxu took a look at the unconscious woman in the drawing and looked away with disinterest.
"Yao Jin's birthday is at the end of the month..."
Pei Qing: "Today is the 19th, it's still early to the end of the month."
Li Muxu: "So I asked you to do it yourself and asked Yao Jin to help you take a look."
But Pei Qing is a stay-at-home type and has no interest in throwing a party.
She lowered her eyes and looked at Li Muxu.
Li Muxu looked helpless, thought for a while, and said, "There will be a charity auction the day after tomorrow. Zhan Shengguang and Lian Jiao should go."
Pei Qing snapped his fingers: "That's it! If I don't see her, I'll ask Yao Jin for Lian Jiao's contact information."
Li Muxu nodded: "Then can I go to work?"
Pei Qing: "Go ahead."
She ran up the stairs again with the tablet. Based on Li Muxu's understanding of her, she should be going to catch up on her sleep. She was actually still able to sleep.
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At 10 am on August 21, the charity auction officially began.
Pei Qing followed Li Muxu and looked around.
Li Muxu: "I think he hasn't come yet, no need to check."
Pei Qing: "Hmm?"
Li Muxu sat in his seat with a relaxed attitude.
"It's just the beginning. Even if Zhan Shengguang comes, he won't come on time."
Pei Qing: “Oh.”
She was wearing a long purple silk dress, which dragged on the ground. She sat next to Li Muxu, looking at the stage with boredom.
There were a bunch of jewellery on the stage, and Pei Qing felt bored. The next exhibits were a few works by young painters. Pei Qing took a few glances and felt that they were not as good as his own, so he turned back to look at the entrance of the exhibition hall.
Coincidentally, Zhan Shengguang and Lian Jiao walked in.
It was just that the two of them had obviously had a quarrel before coming here. Lian Jiao forcibly held onto Zhan Shengguang's arm, and Zhan Shengguang had a stern face, and the two of them barely walked in hand in hand.
Pei Qing's eyes lit up, he had finally waited for something.
Even if her face and heart are not in harmony, at least Lian Jiaoren is alive and can run and jump!
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