The photographer Meng Caiwei introduced to Meng Fan was named Wu Da. I heard it looked like Wu Da, but it was actually a combination of Wu Song and Lu Da.

I was originally an outdoor enthusiast and a photography enthusiast. The two hobbies combined into my current career.

He is tall and powerful, and has nearly full-level outdoor skills. A few years ago, Mr. Bei came to China to record a variety show, and he was one of the followers. In addition, he also participated in several national-level outdoor reality shows, and there was never anyone in his camera.

He has lost celebrity guests before, but he has no fast celebrity guests.

Some time ago, he also made a web variety show about outdoor live broadcasts.

Meng Fan's basic questions can be answered in Wuda with the most professional answers.

In addition, due to Meng Fan's status as Meng Caiwei's younger brother, even if Meng Fan didn't know anything about it so he didn't even ask questions, Wu Da took the initiative to answer all the questions, being very enthusiastic and patient.

Wu Da's answers were very detailed, and he could jump to the link at any time to search on his mobile phone, and he could search for professional and understandable information. Meng Fan understood it very quickly.

In one class in the morning, I basically understood everything.

At around eleven o'clock, Meng Caiwei, who had slept well, called Meng Fan, and then asked herself a curious question: "Why do you know this? Outdoor live broadcast? Also, that video of your dancing a few days ago was

What the hell? I heard that you are still live broadcasting paintings online, Fanfan, you don’t want to become an Internet celebrity and become a star, do you?”

Obviously, Meng Caiwei is very concerned about Meng Fan's affairs and knows a lot about it.

As for how he knew it, Meng Fan could guess it was Qin Geng by looking at his toes.

"It's not that complicated, I just think it's quite fun."

Meng Fan was not prepared to explain so much to Meng Caiwei. The more he explained, the more trouble he would get.

"Quite fun? I thought it was fun at first too."

Meng Caiwei's tone was quite serious. She was not against Meng Fan entering this circle, she was just reminding Meng Fan to take this decision seriously and think it over carefully.

Of course, she did think a bit further.

Of course Meng Fan knew what Meng Caiwei wanted to say, but he couldn't really explain why he did this. He could only say: "I understand. If I really have any thoughts and decisions, I will tell you as soon as possible. First of all

I’ll discuss it with you when I can.”

"That's right, you must tell me first!"

Meng Caiwei's tone relaxed and she said with a smile: "For the sake of being so good, sister, I will give you a welfare private photo of your idol."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and sent Meng Fan a photo.

When he opened it and took a look, Meng Fan almost squirted.

It's not that this photo really has any "benefits", but it's very funny. In the photo, "Brother Shan Jin" no longer looks like a goddess at all.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Zhouzhou, who went to the restaurant with Meng Fan, saw that he had a strange look on his face after making a phone call and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, the rubber band just twitched."

Meng Fan laughed aloud. Although this private photo was very interesting and powerful, and it would surely arouse resonant laughter if shared, Meng Fan also knew that such photos could not be leaked casually.

Just like Meng Caiwei's posts on WeChat Moments, Meng Fan never lets others see them or mentions them.

There was no class in the afternoon. After dinner, Zhang Zhou went to go on a date with Wang Yanan. But this afternoon's date was a bit special, reading in the library.

Wang Yanan is a top student and is already preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Zhang Zhou's studies are also good, but he has never considered the issue of postgraduate entrance examination or employment until now. After getting together with Wang Yanan, the time for facing this problem has obviously been much earlier.

Chen Daqiang also went on a date with the sour smell of love. As for Xing Tage, he disappeared after class.

Meng Fan, who was feeling a little sad, went back to his dormitory alone. He took his painting tube and some things on his back and left the empty room. Instead of going to the studio, he left the school directly and went to Songcheng.

Coincidentally, the bus we were waiting for was the bus that caught the thief last time. What was even more coincidental was that in addition to the driver, there were three passengers in the front half of the bus who had witnessed Meng Fan sitting down the thief last time. This time

Along the way, it was rare to be greeted by greetings and reminisced about the glorious past.

I arrived at the gate downstairs at the right time, met each other, and got the hydrangea.

After going through the entire process on stage, Meng Fan performed the praise dance. This time, the output of likes reached over 283,000. After adding 6 points of presence, the effect was impressive.

Meng Fan finished the praise dance, and the hydrangea tossing activity at this point came to an end.

Instead of going downstairs to the city gate, Meng Fan waited at the stairs leading up and down. After everyone outside Wang Yuan finished their work, he smiled at him and waved.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanwai walked over and reached a position below where the tourists could not see. He smiled and asked: "Sir, what can I do?"

Yesterday, I had prepared some tickets for Meng Fan, and I had already asked my servant to take them with me. I waited until I got downstairs to give them to him. Now that Meng Fan took the initiative to call him, it made his heart skip a beat. He was more or less afraid that Meng Fan would ask.

What an unreasonable request.

"Uncle." Meng Fan saw that Mr. Wang had taken off his beard and quickly changed his tune, "Brother, I want to ask you something."

"you say."

As soon as he heard that he was asking about something, Yuan Wang felt relaxed.

"I would like to ask where in Song City it is allowed for people to set up stalls and draw paintings." Meng Fan said, "Of course, I only need a small space to set up a stall, and I will not charge for people to draw paintings.

." He added an explanation, "I am a student at the Academy of Fine Arts. I paint pictures for tourists and passers-by for free as a job."

As he said that, he took out three prepared paintings from the painting tube, all of which were cartoon heads.

"Is this painting of me?"

Wang Yuanwai took it and recognized at a glance that one of the cartoon heads was drawn in his own likeness, and the other two were of Miss Wang and the servant who looked like a master. He was pleasantly surprised and said: "This is a very good drawing, too

Looks like it. There used to be mobile apps that generated cartoon avatars based on real photos, but yours is even better than that software."

Meng Fan directly gave the three paintings to the three people. While the three people were very happy, he said: "My homework is to draw cartoon avatars based on the images of tourists and passers-by. I don't really want to set up a stall to make money. I don't know what you guys are doing."

I know where I am allowed to draw. If the scenic spot requires payment, that’s no problem, as long as flowers are allowed.”

"No matter whether it's money or not, it's all our own."

After Wang Yuanwai determined what was going on, he wrapped it around his body with a wave of his hand, took off his outer uniform, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

"Then I'll trouble you."

"You're welcome."

Meng Fan followed Wang Yuanwai down to the city gate building and headed towards Songcheng Cultural Square. When he arrived, the person Wang Yuanwai called was already waiting. He was the manager of the cultural square. He was tall and thin.

, the smile is a bit vulgar.

Wang Yuanwai gave a brief introduction. He was obviously very familiar with Wang Yuanwai and was easy to talk to. He directly gave Meng Fan a staff sign and then took Meng Fan to a location where he could draw.

Live-streaming painting is what Meng Fan is best at, and he decided to develop the outdoor live-streaming project to get more viewers. To be conservative, Meng Fan combined the two and painted cartoon avatars for people outdoors.

The painting venue was specially chosen in Songcheng because there are many people coming and going here.

After repeated verifications, Meng Fan has determined that the so-called number of live broadcasts watched does not only refer to watching the live broadcasts in the live broadcast room through the Internet, live broadcasts can also increase the number of viewers.
Chapter completed!