Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 51. fifty one

Fifty one:

Jiang Mochen looked at Yan Qingchi, "Did you forget something?" For example, I can't draw.

Of course Yan Qingchi didn't forget, "Just draw a stroke, just draw a stroke, it's very simple."

Jiang Mochen took it half-believingly, and drew a vertical line at the corner.

He returned the pen to Yan Qingchi, and Yan Qingchi handed the pen to Qiqi, "Qiqi also draw a stroke, and then Dad will make a magic trick for you."

Qiqi took the pen, bit his lower lip and thought for a while, not far from Jiang Mochen's vertical line, he also drew a vertical line, and returned the pen to him expectantly.

Yan Qingchi said, "I'm looking forward to it."

Then he started to paint, he drew very quickly, some places added a lot of things, some places were just superficially passed over, based on Jiang Mochen's vertical line, he quickly drew a branch of a tree Dry, extending branches and flowers, as well as floating petals.

The short vertical line drawn by Chess and Chess was drawn by him as a small tree with just one or two branches out.

Yan Qingchi painted very quickly, and it didn't take long before the painting was finished. The whole painting turned into a spring scene with cartoon colors. There are flowers and trees, as well as kittens and puppies and birds on the branches.

Qiqi let out a "wow" and was very pleasantly surprised, "It's so beautiful."

Yan Qingchi signed his name in the corner, then handed the pen to Qiqi, "Sign your name, little painter."

Qiqi heard him call himself a little painter, a little shy, took the pen, seriously, and wrote the word Qiqi stroke by stroke.

Then he handed the pen to Jiang Mochen.

"I want to sign too?" He looked at Yan Qingchi.

"Sign it, after all, you have also drawn."

"Well, sign." Qiqi handed the pen to him again.

Jiang Mochen had no choice but to take it, and wrote his own name under Qiqi's name. He was used to signing and signing, and picking up a pen was the track of habit. I just wronged Xiaoqiqi, stared at his name for a long time, and then asked him suspiciously, "Father, did you draw another stroke? But now you don't draw anymore, you have to write your name."

Yan Qingchi lowered his head and chuckled.

Jiang Mochen had no choice but to write his name neatly under his own signature, and he was satisfied with this game of chess. He pointed to the names of the three of them and read them word by word, "Yan Qingchi, Qiqi, Jiang Mochen."

"Yeah."

Qiqi looked at the painting and was very happy, so he said cheerfully, "Then let's draw another one!"

Jiang Mochen was so annoyed by his son's words that he almost didn't come up. It was Yan Qingchi who assured him, "You can draw whatever you want, all vertical lines are fine."

Jiang Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, as expected, his sons and daughters are all debts! The young father Jiang Mochen was so emotional.

Therefore, a new round of painting began, Jiang Mochen completely followed Teacher Yan's instructions, and drew all the vertical lines. Qiqi said, "You can't do this."

Jiang Mochen didn't change his expression, "Listen to your father."

Qiqi went to see Yan Qingchi, Yan Qingchi patted his head, "I'll do a magic trick for you later."

Qiqi felt at ease and drew carefully.

When Yan Qingchi was finished, he connected Jiang Mochen's vertical lines into one piece and drew a fence. Inside the fence was a small wooden house. In front of the house were a few chickens eating rice and a dog. Lying in the arms of a little girl.

Qiqi said "wow" again, "Dad is so amazing."

"Chess is also very good, the three of us are very good."

Qiqi nodded. He put away the two paintings and planned to take them back. Jiang Mochen took two photos before he put them away and looked at them carefully.

Strictly speaking, this painting actually has nothing to do with him or chess. It all depends on Yan Qingchi's last stroke of genius. He is the leader of the whole painting. But this does not prevent Jiang Mochen, who has been drawing handicapped since he was a child, a little secretly happy, after all, his name is still on the two paintings.

Qiqi looked at his watch at nine o'clock and was about to go to bed. Yan Qingchi took him into the bathroom.

Jiang Mochen took advantage of this time to post the second painting to his WeChat group with Yu Xihe, Ren Xu, and Liao Sibo.

Jiang Mochen: [picture]

Jiang Mochen: How is it? I drew it!

Yu Xihe: ...

Ren Xu: [Frightened][Frightened][Frightened]

Liao Sibo: Am I blind?

Ren Xu: Jiang Mochen, if you are kidnapped, just blink.

Yu Xihe: As for the password, I'm afraid it's a fake. Do you dare to agree to my name Liuwa?

Jiang Mochen: ...

Ren Xu: I looked carefully, did you just draw your own name on this painting?

Yu Xihe: Or the rice the chickens eat?

Liao Sibo: Or corns?

Jiang Mochen Nu: Did you do it on purpose? I painted at least one-third of this painting, okay?

Yu Xihe: Alright, the seal is a fake one. The one I know can bleed and bleed, but I can't hold a paintbrush.

Ren Xu: Yes, whoever asks him to paint, he blocks whoever.

Liao Sibo: I took a closer look at the three names. I remember that your son is only five years old. If he can have such a brushwork, then he is probably more popular than you. So, is it drawn by your family?

Jiang Mochen tried to reason with them, "We work together to paint, and everyone contributes."

Ren Xu: So where is your strength?

Jiang Mochen: ...

Yu Xihe: One third is not the rice that chickens eat. Let me make a bold guess. Could it be the fence you drew?

Ren Xu: He can't draw it, he probably can only draw the rows of vertical lines, hahahaha

Liao Sibo: Hahahahahaha, vertical line, hahahaha

Jiang Mochen: ...

The system shows that Jiang Mochen has withdrawn from the group chat.

Yu Xihe, Ren Xu, Liao Sibo: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Yu Xihe quickly brought Jiang Mochen into the group again, and remedied: "Actually, this row of vertical lines is pretty good, especially straight!"

Jiang Mochen: Heh

Ren Xu: Really, the line spacing is also very even.

Liao Sibo: And it really is one-third.

Jiang Mochen: It's late, plastic friendship, break up online!

Yu Xihe: Mainly...

Liao Sibo: This is really a bit...

Ren Xu: Don't listen to them, Mo Chen, if you think this way, even knowing that you can only draw a row of vertical lines, you are willing to play with you like this, to satisfy your joy of drawing, Yan Qingchi will definitely treat you It's true love!

Yu Xihe immediately agreed: true love is true, truer than diamonds.

Liao Sibo is a bit awkward. He had an unpleasant past with Yan Qingchi before. Although he shook hands and made peace now, he also accepted Yan Qingchi, but he still couldn't say no when asked to praise Yan Qingchi. exit. But after all, he grew up with Jiang Mochen, knowing that Jiang Mochen's painting skills were simply a negative, and also felt that it was really not easy for Yan Qingchi to be able to accompany Jiang Mochen in painting. So, he sent a message: It's not easy.

Jiang Mochen was so **** off by the three of them, "It's not with me, it's the two of us playing chess with you."

Ren Xu sent a disdainful expression: Come on down, don't insult other people's chess, do you have a chess drawing?

Yu Xihe: Do you have a chess drawing?

Liao Sibo: Do ​​you have a picture of chess and chess?

Jiang Mochen slammed his phone angrily! It's not good to be young, since you are young, your strengths and weaknesses are clear, it's not bad at all!

Qiqi took a shower and slept on the same bed with Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi. He slept in the middle, with Yan Qingchi on the left and Jiang Mochen on the right. Sleep."

Yan Qingchi kissed his forehead, "Good night, baby."

Seeing this, Jiang Mochen thought of Yan Qingchi saying that Qiqi liked being kissed by others, so he leaned over and kissed Qiqi on the face, "Good night."

Seeing that he kissed Qiqi on the right cheek, Yan Qingchi naturally kissed Qiqiqi's left cheek.

Qiqi was kissed on both cheeks by the two of them, his face turned red from embarrassment, he covered his cheeks with his hand, closed his eyes, "Qiqi fell asleep." After a while, he said again, "Dad Good night and father too."

Yan Qingchi thought he was cute and wanted to poke him, but was afraid of affecting his sleep, so he didn't move, just looked at him with a smile.

Qiqi soon fell asleep, put his hands down, rolled around, and rolled into Yan Qingchi's arms.

"Are you going to sleep with me tonight?" Yan Qingchi looked at Jiang Mochen.

Jiang Mochen nodded, "I will play chess with you."

Yan Qingchi had no objection, but said, "It might be a bit crowded."

"It's okay." Jiang Mochen smiled.

Yan Qingchi no longer struggled with this issue.

He remembered what Xiao He said before and sent him a few links, thinking that he would be free now, so he picked up his phone, clicked into WeChat, and followed the link.

The first two links posted by Xiao He are normal forum discussion posts, but the number of pages in this post is a bit too much.

Yan Qingchi heard Jiang Mochen say that he wanted to create a wave of popularity for himself, but he only saw hundreds of comments and dozens of reposts on Weibo. The number of fans is simply not proportional. Unexpectedly, the popularity is here.

Qiqi sleeps very deeply, as long as the noise is not too loud, it will not wake him up. So Yan Qingchi said confidently, "Jiang Mochen," he turned his head to look at Jiang Mochen, "I ask you a question."

"What?" Jiang Mochen sent Wu Yuan a wait, then put down his phone and looked at him.

"Why did the photo of the two of us watch a movie today have very few reposts and comments on Weibo, and no trending searches, but the discussion on the forum seems to be quite high."

"Because this belongs to my private life, forwarding comments to make data is generally related to work promotion, so that others can see your popularity and commercial value, so as to convert them into film and television or advertising resources. But in private, fans default to not making big troubles. They are afraid of affecting the life of their idols, and they are also afraid of giving too much heat to the person who released the photos, so that she will taste the sweetness, which will interfere with my life, or directly spread rumors and slander. "

"Huh?" Yan Qingchi didn't understand.

"Think about it this way, today he posted our photo, everyone knows that he met me, if there are so many reposts and comments at this time, it will attract passers-by. Then he will post a second post, saying that he is very disappointed, unexpectedly I am such a person, and I have no social morals. Do you think everyone will believe it?"

Yan Qingchi almost didn't have to think, "Yes. Because he posted our photo before, others know that he has indeed met us."

"Yes. Therefore, fans generally don't give this kind of private Weibo too much popularity, because they are afraid that they will make him popular, but he will bite back. As for popular searches, such things are actually not often seen. up."

"Why?"

"If you think about it, the trending search is such a big position. If you buy the trending search, you will definitely buy it in advance, and try to let more people see it. This has caused, if a person is in the trending search on the first day, you You will find it very novel, and it will be in the hot search the next day, and you will wonder what happened to him today? But if he has been in the hot search all the time, you will get bored, thinking why is it you, why is it always you! Invisibly , it will be annoying."

"But I see that there are many celebrities who are always on the trending searches?"

"Because celebrities themselves live in exposure, and you will be remembered when you are active in everyone's field of vision. Therefore, even if some companies know that this will arouse the disgust of passers-by, they will still let their artists I’ve been on the trending searches, after all, black and red are also red, and red is the most important.” He looked at Yan Qingchi, “Understood?”

Yan Qingchi nodded, "Understood."

He looked down at the post on his phone, "So we can discuss it in the forum? Don't worry?"

"Most of the people on the forum who can post to you are fans. This kind of private post of a certain star will come in all fans. Naturally, it can be discussed. However, because of the public nature of the forum, in general , They will not say too much, they will be restrained."

Yan Qingchi understood, and began to read the post, and after watching it, he became calm.