Chapter 218

The photographer is a step behind Xia Wanyuan. Xia Wanyuan stands at the door, so he only has time to take a picture of a corner of the room. People just want to take a closer picture to see what the local tyrant's bedroom looks like. The screen is black.

【？？？？？ What's the situation

Wow, is there someone hiding in the room

Why is it closed? Is there anything shady in the room

[open the door, isn't this live? What's going on? I'm not here to watch the black screen, OK

In this room,

"You didn't go to work?" Xia Wanyuan closed the door and asked junshiling in surprise.

"I don't know the bed. I didn't sleep well last night." Junshiling leisurely put down the magazine in his hand, "I got up late and saw that you had started shooting, so I didn't go out."

"There are still photographers waiting outside. Can you wait on the balcony for a while?" Xia Wanyuan doesn't want today's headlines blown up by her and junshiling.

"All right." Jun Shiling said and got up, then picked up a small tube of ointment from one side of the cabinet, looked at Xia Wanyuan's mouth with deep eyes, "wipe it."

After Xia Wanyuan took the ointment, she realized that junshiling asked her to wipe the small wound on her mouth, and now the earlobe was a little hot.

Junshiling noticed Xia Wanyuan's haze in his ears and a smile in his eyes.

All kinds of suspicions in the barrage, the door was finally opened.

"I'm sorry, some clothes haven't been put away. I'm in a hurry, so I have to close the door first and then show you the bedroom."

Xia Wanyuan's eyes at this time with just the right apology and embarrassed, cheek also with a slight haze.

The photographer followed her into the room, and everything in the room was normal. Then everyone believed Xia Wanyuan's words.

After taking the things, Xia Wanyuan quickly left the bedroom with the photography team. Junshiling came into the room from the balcony and saw two small bags of bread on the cabinet.

Jun Shiling's eyes were warm and he took bread for breakfast.

Xia Wanyuan took snacks, opened the pleasant goat and grey wolf, in the barrage of a question mark, silently looked up.

So, in the other five studios, while composing music and lyrics, Xia Wanyuan's studio interface, a few white fluffy lambs and gray wolf are fighting for wisdom and courage.

[I think it's a selection contest, isn't it?? How to release pleasant goat

Don't ask in front, we don't know if you ask us...... This painting style of Xia Wanyuan is very strange

It's just grandstanding. When you check and accept the results later, do you think she can laugh

You know she can't laugh?? It's you who won't be able to laugh soon, OK

It's delicious. It's so pleasant for beautiful women to eat potato chips. I'm going to go downstairs to buy potato chips

Xia Wanyuan is very good-looking, plus she has never eaten modern snacks before, for modern snacks she is holding a novel attitude to try.

Feel delicious, eyes will be slightly bright, a small potato into the mouth, Xia Wanyuan's eyes bent, as if very satisfied with the appearance.

People in the live room are salivating while watching. Is potato chips so delicious?!! No, I'll buy it too!!

As a result, on the same day, the sales of potato chips in an online flagship store suddenly increased. After a long time of research, the marketing department found that the source of the increase in sales was actually a video of a female star.

The marketing team with keen sense of smell immediately thought of a good way of advertising.

Everyone seems to see the same daily, looking at Xia Wanyuan make-up, eat snacks, watch cartoons, unconsciously, time slowly towards 11 o'clock.

Several other live broadcasting rooms have basically completed the task and are finishing the song.

The audience was already worried. Xia Wanyuan finally put down his snacks, wiped his hands and went to the window.

First, I played a paragraph according to the melody in the envelope.

Melodious sound of the piano sounded, we found that Xia Wanyuan is not only able to eat potato chips.

After playing it again, Xia Wanyuan stopped and thought for about two minutes. Then he raised his hand and suddenly a very smooth sound of the piano began to ring.

When they reached the middle, they heard the familiar melody, which must be included in the envelope.

Three minutes later, a complete piece of music has been formed. Even people who don't understand music can hear the melody very smooth and natural.

Xia Wanyuan took one side of the book, thought for a moment, then directly took a pen and began to write lyrics on it.

It was another three minutes, and the paper was already covered with a page of words.

The camera cuts over and takes a look. Duanxiu's fresh words come into people's eyes. Before they have time to see the content, it seems that the words with ancient rhyme are printed, which makes people dazzled.

[I timed it, just six minutes, six minutes to do the lyrics directly!!!]

It's true or not. I'm shocked

I was shocked, too, but one thing I said was that the piano was really good

[didn't you pay attention to Xia Wanyuan's good words!!]!!!! Who said Xia Wanyuan had no culture!! Come out and I'll kill him!]

Fast speed doesn't necessarily mean good quality. It's not necessary to wait for the evaluation of the expert group. Is it too early to blow her now

Before long, it was time for the program team to accept the results, and Xia Wanyuan handed in the scores and words.

In order to show the professionalism of the evaluation, artists' works will be submitted to the expert group for scoring, and voting channels will also be opened on microblog.

Finally, according to the expert group score, the number of microblog votes, and the popularity value of the live broadcast room, the final ranking is arranged.

Xia Wanyuan's painting style is too strange. As soon as the recording of this issue ended, the topic about Xia Wanyuan became a hot topic.

In the apartment, after the photography team left, junshiling finally came out of the bedroom.

"I'll do it. Just teach me to do it." Junshiling did not know when, appeared in the kitchen, cut off the things in Xia Wanyuan's hand from one side.

Familiar with the smell lingering around, Xia Wanyuan once again felt that he was surrounded by the smell of junshiling.

Hand the dishes to Jun Shiling, Xia Wanyuan sits aside and gives oral guidance.

Holding the lifeblood of the global economy on one hand, the junjiazhu, who can trigger an earthquake in the commercial sea with a wave of his hand, is now standing in the kitchen and washing dishes carefully, which has a different charm.

Junshiling turned on the tap, washed the vegetables, turned his head and looked at Xia Wanyuan.

"Can you help me roll up my sleeve?"

Then he lifted his wrist, and his hand was wet with water.

Xia Wanyuan came near and untied the shirt button between the wrists of Junshi mausoleum and rolled it up.