Chen Lu clearly still remembered that time at the comic convention when he stood next to Liang Zhirou but no one thought he was Liang Zhirou's boyfriend; instead, they called him just another passerby.
Today, I've finally gotten my revenge.
Several comments flashed across the screen.
"My dream was shattered before it even began..."
"Mu Zhimu's boyfriend? You deserve to die! No, wait, why the hell did I click on this? I deserve to die!"
"My beloved... you'd better sleep with one eye open at night!"
This is one of the more intense reactions, clearly from people who wanted to have their artwork signed offline or had heard the rumors about the beautiful female artist.
In addition, there were occasional messages of blessing in the bullet comments.
Some people who simply appreciate Liang Zhirou's painting skills make rather strange comments.
"Mr. Muzhimu, please draw one more, just one, just one. I'll do anything."
These comments made Chen Lu's eyelids twitch twice. He cleared his throat and said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, Happy New Year everyone."
Liang Zhirou was frightened by the scene and held Chen Lu's hand tightly, not daring to say a word.
She had no idea how Chen Lu could still be laughing and joking.
This person always seems to be in an orderly manner.
She was looking at Chen Lu when Chen Lu turned his head and whispered in her ear in a voice only she could hear, "Want to try communicating? I'll give you an extra point."
Upon hearing this, Liang Zhirou repeatedly bit her lower lip, but ultimately gave up and slowly shook her head.
"Take your time, no rush." Chen Lu chuckled and squeezed her hand. "I'll add you back when you can communicate normally."
Perhaps because this guy already had a fairly large fan base, and with the activation code as a gimmick, the live stream was exceptionally lively during his first broadcast, something that many people probably never experienced when they first started live streaming.
He had tried streaming his gaming sessions on a whim before, even though he was playing high-level games, but only a few people watched after an entire afternoon, and he didn't even receive a single free spicy snack.
He gave up immediately after being hit with a bucket of cold water.
They are nowhere near as good as this silly boy.
After setting up a system where an activation code would be drawn every five minutes and only those with a fan badge could participate, Chen Lu stopped paying attention to it.
Liang Zhirou's reputation as a beautiful young female artist is indeed well-deserved. The barrage of comments is still very aggressive, and the entire live stream is filled with sour grapes.
What's absurd is that because he had a cold and his voice was nasal, no one could tell for a moment that his voice sounded very similar to the one in the trending video.
This shocked him. Nobody even asked him if he was Chen Lu; how could he keep up the act?
Looking at the barrage of comments saying he deserved to die, Chen Lu sighed and said, "Why are you all so jealous of me? You've never even seen Mu Zhimu in person, and even if you had, she would have been wearing a mask. So there's no need to be jealous of me, really no need."
"You mean the wood-like trees aren't as beautiful as we imagined?"
"Did we presume to impose our ideal image of beauty on her?"
Although Chen Lu's words were clearly just modesty, the viewers in the live chat felt a little better.
This person is really good at talking; their emotional intelligence is clearly high.
Just then, Chen Lu put down his water glass and added, "No, I mean she's actually prettier than the most beautiful woman in your eyes."
He had barely finished speaking when Liang Zhirou bumped his head against his shoulder.
It's wise to put the water glass down beforehand.
......
Somewhere, a boy watching a live stream in his dorm took off his headphones and looked at the video on his phone about Chen Lu suing the Lin Group.
The more I listen, the more it sounds like it.
Could it really be Chen Lu speaking?
That can't be...
The boy quickly dismissed the guess.
Today is the official launch day of "Regenerating Cells," so how could he, as the founder, possibly come to a small live stream to do this?
......
After a while, the scene in the live stream stabilized a bit. Liang Zhirou opened SAI and started drawing. Chen Lu sat next to her, chatting with the viewers and thanking them for the gifts.
If you just livestream drawing, the popularity is destined to be very low.
"Ask me any questions you have, I'm just killing time anyway," Chen Lu said smugly. "Brothers and sisters who didn't get an activation code can also try out 'Regenerating Cells.' If you don't like it, come back and stab me."
"Host, your advertising was so awkward. Who's going to hire you for promotions in the future?"
Chen Lu slammed his hand on the table. “Don’t insult my character! I swear to God, I didn’t receive any advertising fees from Polaris! I promoted this game purely out of my love for it.”
Liang Zhirou, who was standing next to her, was amused and giggled twice. She even made a mistake in her drawing and quickly pressed the undo button.
This person is a liar; they can even use the truth to deceive others.
Big liar.
"I heard Mu Zhimu laugh, did you guys hear that?"
"I heard it, I heard it, it's so sweet, I'm dying of joy!"
"Are you an artist too, Passerby A?" Chen Lu read the eye-catching question worth thirty yuan to himself, then said directly, "No, I'm just a guy who lives off his looks. Mu Zhimu has always supported me by drawing for me."
After saying that, he looked at Liang Zhirou with a grin, "Right, wife?"
Feeling embarrassed to say "I'm not your wife" in front of so many people, Liang Zhirou blushed and finally managed to squeeze out a soft "Mmm".
For some reason, despite her shyness, her little desire to keep Chen Lu as her sugar daddy was greatly satisfied at this moment.
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