"I also thought A Da was a girl at first, because her painting style is so delicate."
"It turns out I'm not the only one who has had delusions."
"Please show your face!"
It is impossible to show your face.
When Guan Lang saw this barrage, he shook his head calmly.
He is not a full-time anchor, this time he only comes to experience life because of weekly tasks.
I don’t know if there will be a live broadcast next time?
Although Guan Lang was distracted answering the audience's questions, the work at hand was not delayed because he had drafted it in advance.
This photo is an upper body shot, only the shoulders and head, so there is no need to draw details such as clothes.
The same goes for the photos he selected. He painted as little detail as possible.
This will make painting more efficient during live streaming.
After laying out the color, Guan Lang began to apply shading, and then perfected some details.
In less than ten minutes, a simple and exquisite vivid impasto was completed.
Before Guan Lang was finished, some viewers had already raised 666.
"Niuhide! Isn't this too fast?"
"This is probably the big touch, right?"
"I also want to have hands like this!"
“It’s really beautiful!”
"awsl"
"I'm so excited. I want to know all the information about this woman in three minutes?"
"The anchor's drawings look better than the photos."
Guan Lang didn't say anything, but he felt very comfortable in his heart.
Compared to staying alone in the studio and painting in seclusion, it seems to be a good feeling to have a lot of people complimenting me all the time.
His originally determined idea of not live broadcasting slowly began to waver.
If you have time, can you broadcast live for a short time now and then?
Suddenly, the live broadcast room started frantically posting "(゜-゜)つロCheers~bilibil"
The entire screen is filled with this line of kaomoji.
Guan Lang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that someone had given him a gift.
In Bilibili’s live broadcast area, there are these lucky draw barrages to give out some special gifts.
Everyone who receives it will automatically send this barrage.
As for this kind of gift that can trigger screen-swiping lottery barrages, the cheapest one is Rhythm Storm, which costs one hundred yuan each.
Guan Lang didn't care much about the one hundred yuan. After all, he had already split it with the platform, so what he got should only be a few dozen yuan.
He was shocked that during his first live broadcast, someone gave him krypton gold gifts.
Guan Lang looked at the list of gifts backstage and found the fan who sent the gift.
Her nickname is Strawberry Jam, so delicious.
Guan Lang thanked the gift a little awkwardly: "Thank you for the strawberry jam that is so delicious. I am very grateful to you, sir."
But the more I looked at the name, the more familiar it became, and I always felt like I had seen it somewhere.
After patting his head, he remembered that the Weibo nickname of one of the fifteen fans he selected for the photo material was this.
And she is the young lady in the photo just now.
Guan Lang also understood why the other party wanted to give her a gift. She probably wanted to thank him for helping her draw a figure.
"I will send the source file of this painting to the person who took the photo via Weibo private message." Guan Lang agreed knowingly.
However, he did not say that the person who gave the gift just now was the young lady in the photo, because he was worried that if the audience knew it, the fan who was selected later did not send a gift, and some viewers might be condemned. After all, there is a precedent.
"I want this picture too!"
"Please host share!"
"Don't you know how to take screenshots?"
Guan Lang chatted with the audience for a while and then opened the second photo.
The photo is of a young man in his twenties, who looks like he is still a college student. He looks a little green, neither handsome nor ugly, and looks like a passer-by.
"Why are you such a frustrated man? I want to see the anchor draw a young lady!"
"She looks so ugly. Can the host be replaced by someone else?"
"Why did you choose a person with such bad looks?"
When Guan Lang saw someone making comments about appearance, he frowned and gave a slight warning: "Don't make comments about appearance. Not everyone in the real world looks like Daniel Wu."
"That's right, what's wrong with the good-looking passersby? Don't most people look like this?"
"Maybe the people who said this are Dilireba or Hu Ge?"
“I feel that people who mock other people’s looks may not be as good as the person in the photo!”
“The anchor’s outlook is so upright, I’m a fan!”
“The road turns pink!”
Some fans also came forward.
After all, the majority of the audience was mature, and soon no one posted comments criticizing the boy in the photo for being ugly.
Guan Lang saw that the atmosphere in the live broadcast room had returned to purity, and then he began to draw.
Next, Guan Lang showed the audience the power of the paintbrush, even though the boy in the photo only looked like a passerby.
However, under the skillful hands of Guan Langba in nine minutes, he was painted into a two-dimensional character avatar that still has the characteristics of the original owner, but is enough to reach the level of a handsome boy.
Her bangs hanging down were refreshing, and her eyes were shining with penetrating eyes.
"Wow, so handsome"
"I also want the anchor to draw my avatar for me!"
"envious"
Guan Lang rubbed his hands and was about to say something when another "(゜-゜)つロCheers~bilibil" flashed on the screen.
Did someone send a gift again?
And it turns out to be the most expensive small TV spaceship gift at Bilibili, costing 1,245 yuan each.
Guan Lang was slightly stunned. There were so many wealthy people among his fans?
After looking backstage, I realized that the person delivering the gift was elementary school girl Tang Tang, whose B-station nickname is Candy Duck.
Guan Lang was dumbfounded. Did she think she had too much money and no place to spend it? Why did she come to give him money again?
"Ding dong! Congratulations, you completed the weekly task!"
Guan Lang opened the task list and saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room had reached more than 1,200, and it was still increasing at a rate of ten to ten.
This was all brought about by small TV gifts, attracting three to four hundred viewers, making the original live broadcast room of more than 800 people exceed 1,000 people.
The popularity has also risen to 30,000.
"Oh hoo! Here comes the candy!"
“candy nb”
"She is indeed a wealthy girl. The little TV will be given away as promised."
"Candy Duck, you don't need to give gifts." Before Guan Lang could finish his words, another reminder from the background showed that Candy Duck was offered an admiral worth two thousand yuan a month.
The live broadcast room was filled with countless fans and lickers of Tang Tang.
"I won't give it away after I'm the admiral. It's okay. You can continue the live broadcast." Tang Tang saw that his fans were constantly praising her in Guan Lang's live broadcast room, and he was a little worried that if he continued to give her away, Guan Lang would be unhappy that he had turned away from the guests.
So I stopped anxiously.
"Well, thank you to Candy Duck's Little TV and Admiral, and thank you for helping me promote these two days." Guan Lang solemnly thanked him. The fact that he was able to complete this weekly task so easily was largely due to Tang Tang.
And in Jinxiu Garden a few kilometers away, Qin Yanxi was leaning on the bed, holding a Kumamon bear pillow, watching the barrage interaction on the laptop on her lap, and secretly enjoying a lemon.