The little vest of the almighty boss has overturned

Chapter 340 Our slogan is to make trouble!Do something!Do something!

Yan Jiujiu had already arranged all the brushes and materials, and turned her chair to face Chu Yan.

Chu Yan touched her nose in embarrassment: "Because the members need to look at brushes, drawing paper, raw materials, etc., and also need to hold some small activities, the funds applied by the school are not enough."

"So last year we applied for an account on Huhu Live. We didn't show our faces. We showed our hands to the drawing board through the camera and drew live."

"Use the money you earn to subsidize the club's expenses."

Chu Yan was even more embarrassed when she said this: "The traffic is not good, and I didn't make much money."

"I mean, would you like to let us draw in our club room?"

"It's not for you to draw, but when you draw, turn on the camera in the live broadcast room to face your drawing board."

Chu Yan thinks that Yan Jiujiu is very good at painting, which should bring a lot of traffic.

"Okay, you can open the live broadcast room when I'm painting." Yan Jiujiu picked up the brush set and stood up, walking towards the cabinet.

Chu Yan was closely behind her: "Hahaha, then tell me in advance when you want to draw, by the way, let's add a WeChat."

"I have always been in charge of the live broadcast room of the club, and I will pull you into the group of members participating in the live broadcast later."

Yan Jiujiu added Chu Yan, and Chu Yan pulled her into the comic club's group, and then into the comic club's live broadcast group.

Chu Yan also took a photo of Yan Jiujiu's painting today and posted it on the forum of Licheng No. [-] Middle School with the account of the comic club.

#Manga Club Member Yan Jiujiu Produced#
"Photo"

Floor 1: emmmmm... so cute.

Floor 2: Me too!I also want.

Floor 3: Are you sure it was painted by Yan Jiujiu?
……

999+: I always thought that she was able to win the competition due to her family background, but I finally know why Teacher Yang invited her to represent the comic club in the competition.

……

Chu Yan's three combos were three sharp knives, piercing Mu Luoluo's heart fiercely.

Let Mu Luoluo start to hate her to the bone.

This fat man who climbs the dragon and attaches the phoenix.

After dinner at night, Yan Jiujiu came to the scientific research club, and other team members were also there. The scientific research club was much more lively tonight.

The mice are not here to do tasks at all, but to chat.

That gossip mouth kept talking non-stop: "You know the cartoons drawn by Yan Jiujiu, right?"

"I'll ask her to draw a WeChat profile picture for me later on." Looking at Lin Chenyi, who was studying the code seriously, he asked, "Shall we make a brother profile picture?"

Brother portrait?Lin Chenyi inexplicably felt that it was quite good: "Alright, where can I get it?"

"Grass, didn't you listen to what I just said?"

Lin Chenyi smiled: "Be serious about coding, how can you have so much time?"

Leave everything to him and don't have to do anything.

Seeing that Lin Chenyi was helping him with something, the mouse reluctantly forgave him, and jumped off the table: "I'll go to the group to find Yan Jiujiuhua."

Others wanted it too, but they didn't dare to ask for it because they were not familiar with Yan Jiujiu.

Yan Jiujiu sat on the office chair with a lollipop in his mouth, listening to music poured into the system.

White and slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, and the computer screen was a series of things that mice couldn't understand.

"Yan Jiujiu, what are you doing?"

"Don't understand?" Yan Jiujiu gave him a funny look: "It's normal if you don't understand, this is the virtual N-dimensional system we need for this competition."

Mouse looked carefully, but still couldn't understand, raised his hand to touch his nose in embarrassment, and smirked: "I don't understand, that Yan Jiujiu, can you draw a picture of brother Lin Chenyi and me for me."

What the hell is the brother avatar?Yan Jiujiu didn't react for a while.

"It's the cute brother's head portrait."

"I want to use it as a WeChat avatar." The mouse chuckled.

Yan Jiujiu also chuckled, "Pay the money."

"Ah, what do you pay for?"

Yan Jiujiu turned his gaze back to the computer screen, manipulated his fingers deftly, and answered in a lazy voice casually: "Doesn't it cost money to draw? Five hundred a piece."

The rats are terribly picky, so I don't want to spend five hundred to draw it. I thought about it: "Can I draw a picture in friendship?"

"No." Yan Jiujiu ruthlessly refused.

The mouse whimpered and cried: "Yan Jiujiu! Is our friendship measured by money?"

"Is the friendship between you and Lin Chenyi so worthless?" Yan Jiujiu turned his face and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "Five hundred is easy for you, if you want to paint, transfer the money quickly."

With tears in his eyes, Mouse transferred five hundred to Yan Jiujiu.

Yan Jiujiu woke up early on Sunday morning, and took the 500 yuan transferred from the mouse to the supermarket inside the school to buy brushes and raw materials, as well as a few volumes of other drawing paper.

Five hundred is not enough at all, and it cost more than 2000 to buy it in one go.

When I came to the No. 2 studio of the comic club, I ran to around 09:30.

To Chu Yan is already waiting.

"Buy so much."

She believed that after the mouse, someone would ask her to paint, just as a practice, and it would be troublesome to buy the raw materials, so she bought them all in one go.

These are almost used until the end of the competition.

The live broadcast room was turned on, Chu Yan turned off the microphone and turned on the music, the camera was facing the drawing board, revealing only her white and smooth fingers.

A few residual fans in the live broadcast room started to leave messages.

[Miss sister's fingers are so pretty. 】

[Are you a newcomer to your comic agency?This finger looks like the daughter of a rich family. 】

[From the way she holds the pen, I can tell that she is a good painter. 】

[Stop bragging, it will be embarrassing to turn the kitten into four faces later. 】

【…】

Chu Yan turned on the live broadcast as usual and put it there to do her own work.

Yan Jiujiu didn't even watch the live broadcast.

However, halfway through the painting, the number of fans in the live broadcast room increased from 2 to [-] to more than [-] now.

[Fuck, I'm the only one who can tell, is she drawing two boys? 】

[This baby's rotten girl's heart, ahhh...]

[Our slogan is, make trouble!Make trouble!Make trouble! ...]

【…】

The more fans who donate, the more popular the live broadcast room will be, and more fans will come in.

At the same time, there was a topic on the Licheng No. [-] Middle School's comic club live broadcast room on the Licheng No. [-] Middle School forum.

#颜酒酒在我们丽城一中校书社直播画画画画#
Floor 1: Come and see! ! !
Floor 2: Are you still drawing?I'm going to see it.

3rd floor: I'll go, what is she drawing?so pretty.

……

Floor 999: Ahhh...can you ask Yan Jiujiu to draw one for me?

……

The first thing the mouse did when he opened his eyes was the Bagua school forum. After eating the melons from Yan Jiujiu, he shouted excitedly: "Yan Jiujiu is drawing live on the Huhu live broadcast platform."

"I'll go, or draw mine."

Excited, click to open it.

At this moment, the whole graphic has come out, and [-]/[-] of it has been colored.

The mouse was almost drawn to Mei and cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... this is so worth it."

"What five hundred?" Lin Chenyi asked suspiciously.

The mouse smirked: "I bought the painting from Yan Jiujiu for five hundred."

Qin Lie has also opened the Huhu live broadcast platform at this moment, found the live broadcast room of Licheng No. [-] Middle School Comic Club, just glanced at it, and said coolly: "The paints used by Yan Jiujiu for you are all high-quality, and the quality of the drawing paper is very good. It’s also high quality, five hundred is not enough.”

"This painting alone can sell at least tens of thousands."

The tens of thousands is because Yan Jiujiu is an unknown painter, if he is a little famous, the price is another matter.

The mouse finally came to his senses.

It turned out that Yan Jiujiu asked him to give five hundred instead of selling his paintings, but asking him to pay for the raw materials himself.

"If you're right, the drawing paper she gave you is in one volume, and you'll clip this one back after you finish drawing."

Qin Lie roughly guessed: "The well-known domestic brand MJ, there are only fifteen copies in a volume, and the price is about 300 yuan."

Mouse: ... so expensive!

And fucking recalled what Yan Jiujiu said before: "Is your friendship with Lin Chenyi so worthless?" '

It turned out that I didn't want to use random drawing paper and raw materials.

Use good drawing paper and raw materials to make the painting last longer.

As soon as the mouse got excited, he immediately tipped Yan Jiujiu's live broadcast room.

Qin Lie clicked his tongue: "Are you stupid? She is drawing in the comic studio's live broadcast room, and the money you tip is also given to the comic club. Why not save some money and treat her to dinner."

"Ah... that's right. Damn, I actually forgot." The mouse was so distressed by the hundreds of dollars just rewarded, and almost cried: "Can the rewarded money be returned?"

Lin Chenyi stared at the painting with fascination: "It's so beautiful."

No sense of breach of contract at all.

It took more than three hours to finish this picture of Yanjiujiu, and it was taken off the drawing board on the spot and clipped in a picture book.

【Done? 】

[Miss, draw me, draw me, please draw me. 】

[If it is correct, the drawing paper of the young lady just now is MJ?Damn, rich? 】

【…】

Seeing that she finished painting, Chu Yan came to Yan Jiujiu with the paintbrush in her hand: "Did you finish painting?"

"Ah."

"I turned off the live broadcast... Ah, why are there so many fans?" Chu Yan was startled and thought she had read it wrong, she rubbed her eyes and looked at it seriously, screaming excitedly: "Ahhh... Yan Jiujiu, you Look,...our live broadcast room has nearly [-] followers."

"This... this... where do you get so many fans?"

Chu Yan managed the comic studio's live broadcast room for two years. Every time He Ling drew a picture, there were at most thousands of fans. During Mu Luoluo's live broadcast, he would open the microphone to chat with people, and his support was only a few hundred.

But it was the first time Yan Jiujiu went live in the live broadcast room, and in just three hours, he managed to attract [-] followers.

The amount of rewards today is also quite considerable. If you count them carefully, there are [-] to [-].

Chu Yan felt that it was difficult for her to even breathe.

"Pinch me and tell me, this is not a dream!!!"

Yan Jiujiu raised her hand and patted her on the head: "You're silly, you're so happy with only [-] fans."

"Ahhh... a hundred thousand, a hundred thousand."

Chu Yan trembled, reluctant to download the broadcast, but before the broadcast, she took screenshots as evidence.

This is the best traffic in the history of the comic studio's live broadcast room. It must blow up my Yan Jiujiu.

With a pounding heart, squatting in the corner of the studio, I can't wait to open the school forum and post with the comic club account.

#today!Yan Jiujiu created a miracle for our comic studio studio #
"Screenshot" has [-] fans and a total income of [-].

Floor 1: Got rich.

2nd Floor: The comic club recruited a God of Wealth to go home.

Floor 3: Ahhh... I just want Yan Jiujiu to draw a picture for me.

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Building 999+: I remember that the live broadcast room of the comic studio has always been very cold. Yan Jiujiu only had [-] fans in the live broadcast for three hours. Don’t you think there is a problem?

……

Mu Luoluo used a trumpet to reply to Heiyanjiu after drinking.

The eyes became more resentful and unwilling, and the whole face was distorted.

　Chapter 2.

　　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)