The days when I was raised by the film emperor Yue Ji

Chapter 6

"This is milk tea..." Yun Wumi gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Milk tea with enough ingredients."

Hearing this, Yue Ji let out a soft "ah", and took a closer look, okay, the label on the cup is indeed milk tea.

"Why did you suddenly think of buying me milk tea?" Yue Ji tilted his head.

Yun Wumi carefully observed Xia Yueji's expression, and found that he was really not angry, and was a little helpless and funny for a while: "Little monster, why don't you hold grudges?"

"I hold grudges, but I have grudges against me." Yue Ji said and realized, "Ah, you mean what happened during the meal just now, what kind of grudge is that, you still remember it."

"..." Yun Wumi said quietly, "Do you still drink the milk tea?"

Yue Ji looked at the cup in his hand, and replied seriously: "This can't be drunk, it can only be eaten."

Yun Wumi nodded: "Then eat slowly."

"Okay." Yue Ji frowned.

After taking a nap for half an hour, Yue Ji started to drink milk tea slowly after waking up. After finishing a big cup of milk tea with full ingredients, he cleaned up and continued to start the live broadcast.

Without signing a contract, there is no manual recommendation, live painting of Chinese paintings, and the interaction between the anchor himself and the barrage is not too much, that is, the appearance of Yueji is pleasing to the eye and amazing, and what he said from time to time during the painting process is quite interesting Yes, this studio didn't cool down.

It took three days for Yue Ji, an average of more than twelve hours a day, to finish painting "The Brothel".

After he finished drawing, someone in the barrage suggested changing the name of this picture to a higher-end and more upscale one. Yue Ji stared at the picture for a long time, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, I named it Fei, just this name." , straightforward enough.”

So the barrage began to help him, saying that "The Brothel Picture" is "The Brothel Picture". Content.

Yue Ji looked at the barrage with a smile on his face, ignoring the occasional unfriendly remarks mixed in, he enjoyed the live broadcast very much.

[Does the host not have a Weibo? Let’s open a Weibo. You can post this painting. The painting is really good. My teachers who appreciate traditional Chinese painting are all amazed.]

[Seeking Weibo + 1~Although I don’t know Chinese painting, but I participated in the group activity of visiting the museum for the comprehensive test, the anchor’s painting has the taste of the museum~ It’s amazing]

[I want to ask who did my little brother learn painting from, and I want to give it to my baby

Yue Ji tilted his head: "Open Weibo, wait a few more days, I bought a new mobile phone number online but it hasn't been activated yet...Thank you for the compliment...Who did I learn my paintings from? It's hard to say, compare What's the matter, even if I say it, no one will be able to find him. But don't be discouraged, if I can't do the live broadcast, I plan to find a training institution to be a Chinese painting or calligraphy teacher. You can take care of my business."

"No kidding, you have to eat as a human being." The very down-to-earth little emperor said.

"What's the live broadcast tomorrow..." Yue Ji looked at the question in the barrage, "Continue to draw, draw a casino? When you get tired of drawing, rewrite the words to change your mood. Copying scriptures is quite interesting."

Yue Ji started chatting in the live broadcast room after finishing painting "The Picture of Brothels" tonight. Yun Wumi, who forgot the time while chatting and was still planning to go downstairs to drink water, found that it was almost twelve o'clock and the lights were still on in the study room. It was only after knocking on the door that Yue Ji was reminded.

"It's so late." Yue Ji patted himself on the head, "I'm off to sleep, and the live broadcast will probably start a little later tomorrow morning."

Seeing Yue Ji turn off the computer, Yun Wumi who was standing at the door of the study opened his mouth to speak: "Next time, set an alarm clock. Sleeping so late is not good for your health. Your previous schedule was pretty good."

Yue Ji is a little too lazy to move at the moment, so he leans on the desk and looks at Yun Wumi: "You also know that going to bed late is not good for your health, and you always don't have a good rest."

Yun Wumi laughed: "The nature of my job is quite special, and it is difficult to work and rest normally."

"That's when you're working. During this time, you're reading the script. You can go to bed early and wake up early, but you still want to go to bed late and get up early, and continue to catch up on sleep after having breakfast..." Yue Ji muttered.

Yun Wumi almost raised his hands in surrender, and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll adjust my schedule as much as possible."

Yue Ji stared at him: "Just coax me."

Yun Wumi raised his eyebrows: "Don't you believe me?"

Yue Ji sat up and leaned on the back of the chair: "You have about a week to join the group. Although you said that you will try to adjust your schedule now, what you must be thinking these days is that the schedule will be messed up after joining the group anyway." It’s useless to adjust it, it’s better to forget it... What are you laughing at, let me tell you right?”

Seeing Yue Ji's arrogant appearance, Yun Wumi couldn't help laughing, he knocked on the door twice: "Okay, little monster, I will definitely do what I promised you, you Now it's time to go back to your room and sleep."

……

The day when Yue Ji's official ID card was mailed home earlier than expected, it was also two days before Yun Wumi was going to leave home to join the filming team.

With the ID card in hand, the two got together to get everything done including activating the mobile phone card.

Then Yun Wumi transferred a sum of money to Yue Ji, took out a card to him, and told him, "I'll be leaving in two days, take care of yourself at home, and be more careful when strangers knock on the door." Decide whether to open it or not... But I usually don't have strangers knocking on the door suddenly, at least I haven't met them in this long time, so don't be afraid. You have to go downstairs to get food, but don't You can skip meals because you think it’s troublesome, and you have to eat three meals a day on time.”

"This is my secondary card, you keep it just in case. If you have anything to do, contact me on WeChat, and I will reply you when I see it. If it is urgent, please call me. You have saved both my numbers. Call my private number first, and call my work number if I don’t answer. As for the work number, even if I can’t answer it during filming, there will be an assistant watching. I set your number as a special call, and the assistant will immediately Then...you can save my assistant's contact information again, if you can't find me, you can use him..."

Yue Ji held the secondary card and listened quietly, and when Yun Wumi stopped, he couldn't help laughing: "You are really like my father, don't worry, I'm not a child, don't give strangers People open the door, eat obediently, ask parents for something... I remember it all."

Yun Wumi grabbed Yue Ji's hair and gently pulled it: "I dare not have such a big and stupid son like you."

Yue Ji let out an "hey": "Don't pull my hair, it's Jingui's fault..."

Yun Wumi pinched Yue Ji's face: "Not as precious as you, little emperor."

"Okay, I won't cook tonight, you order some takeaway." Yun Wumi said again.

Yue Ji was a little surprised: "Eh? Why?"

Yun Wumi looked at him: "A child who is afraid that he can't take care of himself will not order takeaway after his parents go out, what should he do if he is hungry and stupid."

"..." Yue Ji said angrily, "If you can't even order takeout, that's not called being unable to take care of yourself, that's called an idiot, you underestimated me too much."

Facts have proved that Yueji not only knows how to order takeaway, but also knows how to make up for the delivery fee.

"I've told you many times. I've been in an Internet cafe for more than 20 years. How can anyone in an Internet cafe have experience in ordering takeout?" Yue Ji ordered takeaway, put down his phone and winked at Yun Wumi.

Yun Wu Mi Xiao

Yue Ji glared at him: "You speak like a curse..."

While waiting for the food to be delivered, Yue Ji went upstairs to the study to turn on the computer, logged in to the live broadcast account and changed his phone number first.To change the binding, you need the verification code received by Yunwumi's mobile phone number, and you will lie on the railing of the stairs and call Yunwumi down when you jump over the season.

Yun Wumi glanced at the text message, and after telling him the verification code, he couldn't help telling him: "If a stranger asks you for the verification code..."

"Be careful, be cautious, you can't just give SMS verification codes, and you can't scan mobile phone QR codes casually." Yue Ji accepted the conversation with a smile, then double-checked the verification code, and wandered back to the study.

Yun Wumi just sat downstairs and smiled to himself for a while.

After changing the mobile phone number, Yue Ji sat cross-legged on a chair in the study, and applied for a Weibo account with his mobile phone.

When the live broadcast started after dinner, Yue Ji told the audience in the live broadcast room about his Weibo account.

"I've already taken pictures of the "Brothel Picture" and "Casino Picture" that I drew these days, and the half volume of scriptures that I just finished writing yesterday, and posted them on Weibo." Yue Ji curled his lips, "If you are interested You can pay attention to me, if there is a change in the time of my live broadcast, I will also say it on Weibo..."

After the live broadcast these days, Yue Ji felt that he had become more and more like an anchor.

"Post more selfies and daily routines..." Yue Ji looked at the barrage, "In fact, I look like this anyway, and the people in the selfies won't change. It's meaningless. It's okay to encounter interesting things in life. Post it...is a selfie different from a selfie?"

Yue Ji yawned slowly: "It makes sense."

Before Yun Wumi asked him to set an alarm clock to remind him of the next broadcast time, Yue Ji did so and continued to maintain his good routine.It's the same tonight, as soon as the alarm clock rings, Yue Ji will end the topic and prepare to say goodbye to the people in the live broadcast room.

[I wanted to say before, my little brother doesn’t live alone, did my family tell me to set the alarm clock, my little brother is so good]

Seeing this barrage, Yue Ji blinked: "Just...maintaining a stable and good routine is good for your health, good night everyone, go to bed early~"

……

Early the next morning, Yue Ji had breakfast and logged into the live broadcast, only to find that he had received a message from his official account, which was an invitation letter to become a contract anchor.

Yue Ji roughly scanned the content, and decided to finish the morning live broadcast first.

"Let's paint the market today." Yue Ji rubbed his ink

During the ten days of the live broadcast, the viewers in the live broadcast room of the cross-season gradually settled down, not too many but not too many, anyway, it would not be so cold and quiet that no one would pay attention to them.After the excitement of the people who came to him at the beginning faded away, now they will occasionally click in to watch, not counting as a regular audience, but also a little admiring "There is a good-looking and very talented young man on the live broadcast platform. "Brother" and those who came to the live broadcast room to check in are not considered fixed disks.

Among the netizens who will stay and watch the live broadcast of the season, many are still really interested in traditional Chinese painting. They are happy to cooperate with the interaction of the season. Sometimes I am surprised when I get to the gift list.

The live broadcast ended in the morning, and Yue Ji was about to say goodbye, when a colorful and eye-catching bullet screen slowly floated out, it was sent by the netizen who gave the most rewards in the live broadcast room of Yue Ji, and this netizen had been actively urging Yue Ji applied for a Weibo account.

[Does the host accept commercial manuscripts? If you are interested, please take a look at the private message on Weibo as soon as possible. Please, please, there is an urgent draft~]

[It’s okay if the anchor doesn’t accept the commercial draft, don’t be embarrassed, the anchor’s drawing is great, I hope I can keep sharing it! 】

[[A bouquet of fireworks] × 100 to the anchor "Not Flowers"]

Seeing this, Yue Ji blinked.In fact, it’s not that he hadn’t thought about receiving commercial manuscripts as a way to make money before, but after browsing various websites, it seemed that his Chinese painting artist could not accept commercial manuscripts, so he didn’t take this matter to heart.

"Then I'll take a look at the Weibo private message and reply to you later." Yue Ji said.

[Ok, ok!The anchor, let's go to lunch!I hear the knocking again! 】

Leaping over the season, he raised his head and gave a wink to Yun Wumi who was standing at the door of the study.

Yun Wumi raised his eyebrows, this little monster is really getting more and more lively.