Live broadcast carving, the police started to pay attention to it

Chapter 179, new skills, what is this painting?

[Sister Feng, just admit defeat. Your father-in-law is a miracle doctor. He can make your fans rebel with any prescription he comes up with. 】

[Father-in-law is sure to win. Although there are many fans, there are very few people who actually give rewards. It is different now. 'Love You Tomorrow' has become the top one on my father-in-law's list. 】

[Sister Feng now feels like crying and is afraid of fainting in the toilet because of her anger. Those are the top guys on her list! 】

[Haha...Sister Feng, don’t go against your father-in-law. 】

[Surrender, you will lose half if you surrender. 】

[Yes, surrender and lose half. 】

As time ends, so does the PK.

Feng Xiaomo: 353225····
Lin Yu: 485389·····
Feng Xiaomo said: "I lost."

Feng Xiaomo was unwilling to accept it, but he still had to admit that he had lost. If he lost, he had to accept the punishment. Some anchors would cheat. Once they cheat, it would be a matter of character.

It will not affect future live broadcasts, and many fans will leave.

Most anchors won't do this.

Feng Xiaomo entered the kitchen, holding a bag of mustard and a small bowl. He tore open the bag and poured the mustard into the small bowl.

Feng Xiaomo said to the live broadcast room: "Xiao Mo lost. I failed to live up to your expectations. I will punish you by default. This is a bag of mustard. The taste is simply..."

Feng Xiaomo pinched his nose and his expression became even more ugly.

Lin Yu was stunned, seriously!

Feng Xiaomo looked at Mustard and felt a little regretful!

How to eat so much mustard!

Feng Xiaomo looked at Lin Yu and said, "You just said that if you win, you can use whatever recipe you want. Now is the time for you to fulfill your promise. If you don't fulfill your promise, I won't eat the mustard either."

Lin Yu:? ? ? ? ?
Did I say it?

Ok!

I said.

[Sister Feng is awesome, Sister Feng, you have said too much. If your father-in-law is playing tricks, you don’t have to eat mustard. 】

[Yes, I must let my father-in-law tell me the recipe. 】

[Sister Feng, well done, my father-in-law wants to give you a prescription. 】

[Father-in-law, you have won, it’s time to fulfill your promise. 】

[Father-in-law, what exactly is this recipe?I’m asking for it for my friends, not for myself (dog head)]

【Prescription····】

【Prescription····】

【Prescription····】

Lin Yu looked at the comment section. They were all asking for prescriptions. If he didn't say anything, he would probably be sprayed to death by netizens' comments.

Lin Yu said: "You all remember it."

Lin Yu began to explain the prescription, and even said the dosage of each medicine, how many grams?How many measurements?
Everything was said clearly.

Lin Yu said: "You all go back and try. Men can take one pair first, and women can prepare one for their husbands. If it doesn't work, you can come to me."

Lin Yu looked at Feng Xiaomo, telling her what he meant.

I've already said it's your turn to commit to your partner.

Feng Xiaomo looked at the mustard, gritted his teeth, and took a big bite.

Suddenly
Feng Xiaomo felt a smell go straight to his forehead.

what·····

As soon as I took a bite, I couldn't bear it and even choked with tears.

[Holy shit, Sister Feng is seriously eating mustard. The taste is too unpleasant. 】

[Looking at Sister Feng’s expression, you can tell that this taste is not pleasant. 】

[Oh my god, I’m getting goosebumps when I see it. Sister Feng really eats it, there’s no ambiguity at all. 】

[I feel uncomfortable eating even a little bit of mustard, let alone a large spoonful. 】

Lin Yu quickly stopped him.

You really eat it!

"Don't eat it. Your illness is not cured yet. Eating it is not good for your health. Go to the bathroom and throw up!"

Feng Xiaomo didn't dare to hesitate and immediately went to the bathroom.

After washing up for a while, I felt better.

The taste of mustard is so strong, like a sharp sword, it rushes into the forehead and arouses all the taste buds.

It's impossible to withstand this kind of impact.

Lin Yu followed and asked, "Are you okay?" "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth and breathed quickly, as if he had eaten chili...

Lin Yu laughed.

Feng Xiaomo is unhappy. I'm like this, and you can still laugh?

He glared fiercely: "Do you have any conscience? I'm like this, and you're still laughing?"

"I really can't bear it anymore, hahahaha..."

Just now.

'Ding, the popularity value has accumulated 800 million, a skill is randomly selected, and the selection is successful...'

'Get a retro master'

'A master can be retro every month'

Huh······

Here comes a new skill, retro master?

What is this?

At this time, various skills appeared in Lin Yu's mind, and Lin Yu also knew what a retro master was, which was a thing that made fake antiques.

Whether it is porcelain, bronze, calligraphy or painting, it can all be reproduced.

Isn't this just fake?
Testing on the edge of madness again.

[Host: Lin Yu]

【Age: 20】

【Popularity: 0/16000000】

[Master titles: engraver, bewitcher, appraiser, Chinese medicine master, retro artist...]

New skills, a master is recalled every month, so who should you choose, Wang Xizhi, Tang Bohu, or other painting masters?

It’s a bit difficult!

If you really draw these things, you might be sent to jail!
If you are a retro foreign person, you won’t be sent to jail!

That's a good idea.

So who should you choose?

Lin Yu only remembered a few people, Da Vinci, Picasso, and Van Gogh, just these three people. Lin Yu didn't know the rest.

Then consider it Picasso.

[Successful selection, painting skills, sculpture skills are being transplanted, transplantation successful...]

【Gift Picasso painting tools·····】

At this time, Lin Yu acquired all of Picasso's painting talents and sculpture skills.

Feng Xiaomo drank a lot of water, trying to wash away the feeling: "This taste is so unpleasant. If you had spoken earlier, I wouldn't have to suffer."

Lin Yu was speechless.

It’s not me who wants to bet, it’s you who wants to bet. Why is it my fault?

Lin Yu said: "I will draw a picture for you myself, so don't be angry."

"Tch, who wants your painting?"

Feng Xiaomo wouldn’t want it!

Lin Yu entered the room, took out Picasso's painting tools from the space, walked out of the room, sat on the table, and started painting.

Feng Xiaomo exclaimed: "Can you still draw?"

"It's all a hobby."

"Okay, I'll just see what you draw, and let the fans in the live broadcast room see if your drawing is good or not."

[Live streaming painting, father-in-law changed career again? 】

[Can my father-in-law still paint?Never heard of it. 】

[My father-in-law knows everything, including painting. 】

[I wonder what my father-in-law is doing! 】

【This is also painting...it makes me laugh to death...】

At this time, Lin Yu began to draw, first drawing three small circles on a piece of white paper.

是 的
Three small circles, or irregular small circles.

Feng Xiaomo laughed and said: "This is your painting, three small circles?"

(End of this chapter)