Don't quibble, anchor, your name is Zhang San

94. Chapter 94 This lady’s picture would be perfect if her mouth were smaller.

Author: WangyouA

Chapter 94 This lady’s picture would be perfect if she had a smaller mouth.

Looking at Zhou Shuyi, who was dressed in ancient style, Jiang Han also felt a little surprised.

I have to say that despite everyone's teasing, Sister Zhou's appearance is still online.

Under the floor-length gauze dress and long-sleeved gauze shirt, the white arms and round shoulders, the slender and smooth neck, and the sexy collarbone are particularly eye-catching.

Jiang Han secretly gave her a nine-point score.

As for the small part, it's because the mouth is too big, which slightly ruins the beauty of the ancient girl.

After all, in ancient times, cherry lips were the mainstream aesthetic.

Seeing Jiang Han's satisfied expression, Zhou Shuyi showed a proud look on her face.

When she was putting on makeup just now, even she was a little surprised.

She had seen many videos of ancient-style beauties before, and even she, a girl, was deeply moved.

I've always wanted to try costumes, but never had the chance.

Unexpectedly, I tried it on for the first time today and it turned out to be even better than I imagined.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shuyi came to the camera and showed off her face: "How are you guys? My dress is not bad."

The barrage suddenly became lively.

"Damn it, this is Sister Zhou? I saw it right!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Is this ancient costume? It's so awesome. My appearance has been improved to a whole new level!"

"Damn it, I didn't expect Sister Zhou to be so good-looking. I'm actually a little moved."

"Don't tell me, brothers, she really looks like an ancient noble lady."

Seeing this barrage, the pride on Zhou Shuyi's face became even more obvious, and the corners of her mouth turned up as fast as the Crooked Dragon King.

However, some netizens seemed to be displeased to see her happy and quickly made fun of her.

"Why does it look so good? It's not all the result of the clothes."

"That's right, with this outfit, Qiao Biluo can become a beauty when she comes."

"Hahaha, the upstairs is really too much."

Zhou Shuyi had not been proud for long before she exhaled in anger from these barrages, and her chest heaved.

Jiang Han looked on and couldn't help but laugh.

This group of netizens, who weigh 100 pounds of bone out of their 200 pounds, like to watch Zhou Shuyi break her defenses.

Although the ancient costume does have a lot of merit, Sister Zhou's own foundation is not bad.

Seeing all kinds of ridicule and sarcasm from netizens, who only said that the costumes are beautiful but refused to admit her appearance, Zhou Shuyi was also very angry.

Originally, I wanted to show off in front of netizens and get a wave of applause and praise, but now I have no mood at all.

Seeing this, Jiang Han had no choice but to remind her and start painting her.

Asking Zhou Shuyi to stand in the center of the living room, Jiang Han himself came to the rice paper on the long table.

Zhou Shuyi has taken many artistic photos, and she is very conscious of being a mannequin. She stands in the middle of the living room and enters the scene in one second, posing with graceful movements.

Jiang Han looked up for a while, then suddenly frowned, feeling that something was missing.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he took out a bamboo flute from the room.

Zhou Shuyi took the bamboo Xiao from his hand with a dull expression: "I don't know how to do this."

"It doesn't matter, just show it off." Jiang Han comforted.

Although I have never played the flute, I have seen pigs running away.

Zhou Shuyi heard this and raised the bamboo Xiao to her mouth, then looked at Jiang Han, as if asking whether her action was OK.

Jiang Han slightly corrected her movements, then nodded with satisfaction and returned to the long table.

Taking out a brush from the pen holder, his temperament suddenly changed.

Originally he looked relaxed and casual, but now his face was full of seriousness.

Unlike the reproduction of a famous painting, this painting is considered his original work.

He can imitate various famous paintings from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and his own painting skills are naturally not bad.

To be honest, his painting skills at this time were actually not inferior to those of famous painters.

It's just that in the field of painting, technology is one aspect, and connections and reputation are also another aspect.

Many famous paintings are actually created by the reputation of the painter.

Therefore, even if he has superb painting skills at this time, it is basically impossible to sell his paintings at high prices.

Infected by Jiang Han's serious expression, Zhou Shuyi also restrained her mind and worked hard to control every muscle in her body to make her movements as perfect as possible.

Watching this scene, netizens did not feel bored at all, but enjoyed it very much.

The current live broadcast industry is full of chaos.

In order to be popular, those anchors have long thrown their bottom line into the trash.

All kinds of selling meat, selling ugly live broadcasts, it's vulgar.

Or maybe it's just to attract people's attention and make a big stunt.

Eating and broadcasting late at night, vomiting while eating.

There are even people who live-streamed drinking and eventually sent themselves away.

In contrast, Jiang Han's live broadcast painting is simply a breath of fresh air in the live broadcast industry, which is refreshing.

"Tsk, don't tell me, watching Brother Jiang paint is simply a pleasure."

"Isn't that right? I even suddenly felt that I was no longer interested in those beautiful anchors."

"I feel like my soul has been cleansed."

"Looking at Brother Jiang, my heart calmed down."

"This is Brother Jiang's temperament as a painter."

"I really don't know how many years Brother Jiang has been painting. He looks like a master of painting."

Under Jiang Han's influence, the atmosphere of the entire live broadcast room has changed.

Nearly an hour passed, although there was no sound at all in the live broadcast room.

But netizens watched it with great interest, the barrage was also very lively, and the number of people online continued to increase.

Zhou Shuyi felt that her whole body was sore and swollen, her muscles were almost stiff, and her legs and arms seemed to be more than just her own.

Even so, she still didn't dare to move for fear of affecting Jiang Han.

Several dozen minutes later, Jiang Han straightened up from the long table, looked at the painting on the rice paper with satisfaction, and then put the brush back into the pen holder.

Seeing this, Zhou Shuyi's body suddenly collapsed and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although her whole body was sore, she still couldn't restrain her curiosity. She didn't have time to move her stiff body, so she hurried to the long table.

After just one glance, she was stunned.

His eyes were wide and his mouth was wide enough to fit a duck egg in.

“This is simply beautiful!”

On the white rice paper, a woman with beautiful eyebrows is holding a bamboo flute, her red lips are gently touching one end of the bamboo flute, her eyebrows are lowered and her head is lowered, her expression is extremely beautiful.

Although there is not much pen and ink, the woman's elegant expression and graceful temperament have already appeared on the page.

Once you take one look at it, you will never be able to take your eyes away again.

Moreover, the woman's appearance is very similar to Zhou Shuyi's, and one can tell at a glance that she is the one painted.

Zhou Shuyi was completely shocked. She was a layman and didn't know how to draw.

I can't even use professional language to tell what is good about this painting.

But the inner shock and the impact on the soul are the best evaluations.

Since the painting is laid flat on a long table, netizens cannot see it.

Seeing Zhou Shuyi's reaction, everyone immediately scratched their heads and ears anxiously.

"What is Brother Jiang's painting like? Why doesn't Sister Zhou say anything?"

"What do you mean? Judging from Sister Zhou's reaction, is the painting ugly?"

"Impossible. Brother Jiang's painting skills are so good, this painting must not be any different."

"Oh, Brother Jiang, please show me to the fire. I'm so anxious."

Fortunately, Jiang Han did not keep netizens waiting for too long. After a while, he picked up his phone and raised it to the long table.

A lifelike picture of a lady from the Tang Dynasty was clearly displayed in the live broadcast room.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly exploded.

"Holy shit, this painting is so good!"

"It's almost like coming to life!"

"Damn it, I didn't expect that even looking at a painting can make my heart move."

"This charm and temperament are simply amazing!"

"This is the ink painting of our Dragon Kingdom, it's so awesome!"

"I can't believe this is Sister Zhou. Is Sister Zhou so immortal?"

"Except for her temperament, she is exactly the same as Sister Zhou!"

Zhou Shuyi also recovered from the shock at this time, came to the phone, and saw that the barrage was full of praises and exclamations from netizens, and her face could not help but be full of pride.

After all, this painting is of her. Netizens complimenting the painting on its beauty are, in her opinion, complimenting her on her beauty.

However, the barrage style changed at this time.

"What a pity. This painting is perfect in other aspects. It's just that the person in the painting has a big mouth, which looks a bit inconsistent."

"Indeed, there is nothing we can do about it. After all, it was painted with Sister Zhou as the model."

"Hey, Sister Zhou, it would be nice if her mouth could be smaller."

(End of chapter)