99 episode 5: live streaming of dog food

The day when the tracking box office broke the one billion mark happened to be the night of Escape from Werewolf Town's live broadcast. With the wonderful performance in Werewolf Killing and the confession video of the road show in Beijing, Xia Xiqing's Weibo exploded again.

It was already 9:00 in the morning when he woke up, and Zhou Ziheng was not at home. Xia Xiqing rubbed his eyes and checked the class schedule by the bedside. Today is Friday, and Zhou Ziheng has a big class at 8:00 in the morning. Lie on the bed and checked Weibo, the screen was full of fans begging for a live broadcast.

There is no way, in order to fulfill the promise, Xia Xiqing decided to give everyone a live broadcast to try. After washing, he came out of Zhou Ziheng's house, locked the door, and went back to his own home. He changed into a dirty army green sweater, sat on a chair in the studio and yawned.

After posting for a while, Xia Xiqing took out the camera that was shooting the scenery before, set it up on the table with a tripod, adjusted the angle, aligned it with the drawing board next to the workbench, and connected it to the Weibo live broadcast platform.

After doing all the preparations, he poured himself a glass of Americano and put it on the workbench, and turned on the camera.

Those fans who are frantically commenting on Weibo are like a large group of noisy little groundhogs, huddling outside the door and knocking on the door, but the door suddenly opened, and all the little groundhogs were stunned , You look at me, I look at you, and rushed into the room in one breath after staying for two seconds.

The live broadcast room became lively in an instant.

Sitting on a chair, Xia Xiqing greeted the camera with a smile, "Good morning. Well... maybe it's not too early." Putting on the wireless earphones, he glanced at the barrage on the notes.

[Ahhhhhhhh fresh brother Xi Qing! ! ]

[Xi Qing looks good! ]

[Good morning brother! ]

[Xi Qing, good morning! What about Hengheng? ? ]

Xia Xiqing stretched his waist, and returned casually, "He's gone to class."

[Class hahahahahaha. ]

[Why every time I say that Ziheng is in class, I find it so funny. ]

[Has brother Xi Qing had breakfast? ]

"Breakfast? I didn't eat it today. I usually eat it." Seeing a mint candy on the table, Xia Xiqing reached out to take it, peeled off the wrapper and threw it into his mouth. His cool and refreshing breath rushed up, and his mind was sober. Little, "The person who made breakfast was almost late today, so he didn't have time to cook."

[Ahhhhhhhh is it Hengheng who cooks breakfast! ? ? ]

[God, self-heng make breakfast? ? Think about it, I can't do it! ]

"He is very good at cooking, both Chinese and Western food." I don't know why, Xia Xiqing is a little proud, obviously he is not the one who can cook, but he just can't restrain his desire to show off, "Oh, yes , he is still learning to bake recently, and last time he made a row of cupcakes, which were delicious."

[Oh my god, this dog food is so **** sweet! ! ]

[I’m so sour~]

[Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree]

[I cry every day for the beautiful love of self-study! woo woo woo woo]

What a beautiful love, it's funny. Xia Xiqing lowered his head and smiled, "I'll go get the tools first." After saying that, he got up and went to the long row of cabinets in the studio to take out paints and brushes.

[Oh my god, there is a cabinet full of paints. ]

[As expected of a rich man... this brand of paint is super expensive. ]

[Painting is burning money. ]

"What are we drawing today?" Xia Xiqing said to himself, feeling like a kindergarten art teacher, glanced at the screen and saw Zhou Ziheng, he couldn't help laughing, "No, I've drawn too many of them Already." He took out a piece of sketch paper and put it on the drawing board to clamp it, "Actually, I had a special room before, and it was full of paintings for him."

[God! ! ! ]

[It’s so romantic, I really want to see it! ! ]

[Brother Xi Qing! Can it be exhibited? ? ? ]

Xia Xiqing squinted his eyes and glanced at the screen, then lowered his head to sharpen the pencil, "Exhibition, let me think about it, if he is willing." But then he raised his head again, "No, why should I care whether he is willing or not?"

[Hahahahaha Hengheng who has no status! ]

[Hahahahahahaha why do you want to control him hahaha. ]

[The status of the family is evident]

"No, I mainly gave it to him." Xia Xiqing sharpened his hair neatly, and his drooping forehead hair swayed with the movement of sharpening the pencil. "The ownership of those paintings is now Zhou Ziheng's, so I still ask symbolically. Let's go."

[Symbolic hahahahahahaha]

[It can be seen how much Heng Heng dotes on Xi Qing at ordinary times]

After cutting a stick, Xia Xiqing conveniently pinned the pencil behind his ear, thinking it would be as convenient as not smoking. He took a sip of coffee and felt that his condition had returned. "Recently, my hair has grown long again." He fiddled with his forehead hair , "It's kind of blocking my eyes." Said Xia Xiqing lowered his head, found a rubber band with a paintbrush on the table, and **** his bangs casually.

[Ahhhhhhh Applehead! ]

[Apple head looks good! ! ]

[Brother Xi Qing has no makeup? ? ? It looks so good. ]

[Why does it look like I have drawn eyeliner, look at the long eyelashes! ]

"Of course it's without makeup," Xia Xiqing turned his face in front of the camera, "My hair and eyelashes are very dark and dense." He closed one eye, "So it looks a bit like eyeliner at a distance. "

[Absolutely this face...]

[Mom, I saw an angel! ]

"Actually, I'm a bit listless..." Xia Xiqing looked at his dark circles under the camera, "I got up late today, and I slept too late last night. Look at my dark circles."

[Fairy's dark circles are not dark circles! It comes with eyeshadow! ]

Pfft, that rainbow fart.

[Are you overindulging! ! ]

[Don’t run away if you are overindulgent hahahahaha! ]

[Sister Tianxiu! ! ]

[I also want to have too much **** with brother Xi Qing! ! ]

[Zhou Ziheng:? ? ? ? Do you think I don't exist? ? ? ]

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha or Hengheng miserably]

Xia Xiqing looked at the bullet screen and laughed non-stop, "The chicken coop has warned you." He took the pen from behind his ear, half turned around and prepared to draw a sketch.

"Will you be bored if I draw here for an hour?" Holding a pencil in hand, I set a frame on the paper. Xia Xiqing's hands are very beautiful, the kind of slender hands with well-defined joints. When holding the paintbrush, the fingers are strong, and the muscles and bones are prominent.

[Brother Xi Qing's hands are really beautiful, prprprpr]

[This hand! ! I'm in trouble! ! ]

Xia Xi quietly typed up the rough line draft, turned around and took a sip of coffee. He was really not used to this live broadcast mode, and when he turned around, he found that everyone was swiping gifts.

"Don't brush gifts." Xia Xiqing put the coffee cup on the table, like a brother teaching a child, "Don't brush presents. I don't make money from this."

[I don't make money from this, I have money. ]

[Hahahahaha heartbroken upstairs]

[Brother Xi Qing: If you buy gifts again, I will book the show and treat you to a movie! ]

[The rich second generation is forced to live broadcast the business hahahahahaha]

These little girls. Xia Xiqing lowered his head, smiled helplessly, turned around and began to draw the details of the sketch, "Let's draw the last picture that Jiang Tong drew by the river today, but I might draw..." Xia Xiqing raised his head and thought for a while, "It's been a long time .In short, after the painting, I will draw a lottery on Weibo and give it to fans who have watched the movie.”

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhh brother Xi Qing's painting! ]

[Why is brother Xi Qing doting on fans so much, woo woo woo woo]

[I want it so much, but I’ve always been very upset, let me do it once! ]

"You have to take out the canvas." Xia Xiqing bent down and took out a clean canvas under the workbench, and put it in the corner of the workbench. I will omit this step, but this painting is going to be sent out..." He drew the line carefully, drew back his upper body, looked at the line draft on the drawing paper, and continued, "...so be careful."

Xia Xiqing's earnest painting is completely different from his usual frivolous and casual attitude. He is very quiet and calm, and all his attention is on the painting. But during the live broadcast, he has to chat and paint at the same time, which is a challenge for him. challenge.

When he was talking to himself, his voice was very soft, because his tone was uncertain and soft, without sharpness, it was a rare moment that fit this face very well.

The line draft gradually took shape, Xia Xiqing turned around and looked at the barrage on the notes.

[Brother Xi Qing is too gentle, it seems that I want Brother Xi Qing to do an asmr of painting]

[Yeah! I also want to listen to Brother Xi Qing doing ASMR, just listening to Brother Xi Qing talking to himself makes me have an intracranial orgasm. ]

[The voice is so su, su and gentle, is that how you usually talk to Heng Heng at home? ]

Seeing this, Xia Xiqing suddenly laughed, "No."

Some strange and restricted-rated pictures can't help but appear in my mind.

The way he gets along with Zhou Ziheng is really inconvenient to show in front of fans and the public.

[I want to hear brother Xi Qing sing, brother Xi Qing's voice is so nice! ]

[I want to hear it too! ! Brother Xi Qing sing a song! ]

[Sing! Sing! ! ]

Xia Xiqing laughed helplessly, "Isn't it painting? Why does singing come with it?"

[Brother Xi Qing, let's sing~ People even sang in the live broadcast! ]

[Want to hear! ! want to hear! ]

[Brother Xi Qing, I celebrate my birthday today, can you sing a song? ]

Seeing this sentence, Xia Xiqing became soft-hearted again, "Happy birthday, happy birthday. What are you singing..." He took out his mobile phone, "How about this, I will randomly play a song from the playlist, and sing whichever song I put on it Bar."

[good! ! ]

[Ah, ah, brother Xi Qing is going to sing! ]

Shuffle was clicked and a song appeared.

"This song is very unpopular, you may not have heard of it." Xia Xiqing pointed the phone screen at the camera, but he didn't seem to get a clear picture. He turned his body to face the skateboard, and sang while drawing, his voice was not too loud, and his articulation was very soft, it sounded like a song he hummed casually.

"All of me like one of you

renaissance addiction

Who owns the distance between words and words

@无限好文, all in

exchange a little bit of clarity

all you like me

Postmodern Mottled Indulgence

who forsakes the word and the secret of the word

The Resonance of Dürer and the Rhino"

Xia Xiqing, with his head down halfway, was drawing the beach at the bottom. The neckline of the army green hoodie showed a white nape. He turned around while singing, found an eraser from the workbench, and smiled at the camera by the way. All of a sudden, a pair of peach blossom eyes curved up, with a lively and charming impact.

"Let us shine forever

cry out in pure verse

The image of the parade team is full of @无限好文, all in

Oscar Wilde couldn't see the love that fear creates"

[Brother Xi Qing's voice is so nice! God, why is she so good-looking, so talented, and can sing so well? ]

[The lyrics of this song are so beautiful]

[The lyrics match well with brother Xi Qing. ]

Sing, Xia Xiqing turned to look at the barrage.

[This song! ! Cheer Chen's "Rhinoceros"! OMG I love it so much! ]

[I don't quite understand the meaning of the lyrics, why is it called "Rhinoceros"? ]

Seeing the confusion on the bullet screen, Xia Xiqing explained, "Dürer and the rhinoceros mentioned in the lyrics of this song actually refer to the woodblock painting "Rhinoceros" created by a master printmaker Dürer during the Renaissance. Here There's an interesting story."

"In 1515, it was the period when European countries expanded outwards with their navigation technology. At that time, the Indian sultan gave the Portuguese governor a gift, an Indian rhinoceros. There was no rhinoceros in Europe at that time. This precious animal The rhino came to Portugal after a 120-day voyage."

"Later, the Portuguese governor borrowed flowers to present Buddha and wanted to send this rhino to Italy, but unfortunately, a shipwreck occurred on the way, and this rhino also died in the sea. Therefore, Dürer, who lived in Italy, had never actually seen a real rhino , but based on a sketch of a rhinoceros, he processed and created a woodblock print. This painting was reprinted and sold in large quantities in Europe, so that everyone thought the rhinoceros in this painting was the real rhinoceros look."

[What does it look like in the painting? ]

[So magical, hahaha, European people who are keen on oriental animals]

"I remember I have a collection of rubbing boards, mini ones." Xia Xiqing got up, rummaged through the cabinets in the studio for a while, and found the painting from a cardboard box. He held the painting in front of the camera and looked at the prints , and turned his head to look at the image in the camera, "Is it much worse? Wearing armor, with horns all over its back, it looks like an upgraded rhinoceros in Digimon."

He put down the painting, "Although it is very different from the real rhinoceros, people at that time were very fanatical in pursuing this painting and liked the rhinoceros in it. This process actually reflects a very real psychological phenomenon. How should I put it?" ..."

Xia Xiqing thought for a while, "It's very similar to when we like someone. Sometimes, what we are obsessed with is not the thing itself, but a kind of illusion beyond reality."

[Ms. Xia is so gentle]

[Why do I not have such an art teacher woo woo woo]

[Brother Xi Qing’s voice is so gentle, it shone brightly when explaining art]

Looking at the bullet screen, Xia Xiqing sighed inaudibly, and smiled again, "Actually, I am not gentle at all. You have also fallen into the trap of this rhinoceros."

He lowered his head halfway, rubbed the graphite on his little finger, and his drooping eyelashes looked like fragile butterfly wings that could be crushed, "To be honest, when I first went to "Escape from Heaven", I showed that That image of me isn’t really me.”

He faced the camera with a calm expression, "To put it bluntly, that is a personal setting. Of course, I also participated in maintaining that kind of personality. In fact, I am not as beautiful as everyone imagined. I have had very dark and ridiculous times. Incomplete character." As he said that, he hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's different from the personality that everyone imagines that this face should match."

[Brother Xi Qing, why does my heart hurt so much...]

[What we like is you, not a character. ]

"Not at all. Many times when people like a person, what they like is not the real him, but the him after adding his own subjective imagination, which is a kind of reprocessing." This layer of window paper was pierced by Xia Xiqing , stabbed thoroughly, "People will use their own expectations and fantasies to beautify the person you have a crush on. The more you like, the more filters you will add to him."

Said Xia Xiqing looked up at the camera, "I said this, not to ask everyone to like the real me, but just to show you the real me, be honest."

I've been hypocritical for so long simply because I was raised with the idea that no one would ever love me. No one will love the real me.

But now, there is one person who has given me a lifeline. I also want to try and face my real self.

The barrage suddenly became very emotional, and many fans began to show crying faces and love. Xia Xiqing felt that he had spoken too much, too directly, and sometimes fans couldn't listen to them. He smiled again, "Why are you sad, I'm fine now, very free."

Saying that he remembered something again, his eyes flashed with a smile, "However, Zhou Ziheng is not."

"Neither the persona he showed nor the Zhou Ziheng you see can compare with the real him. He is the most sincere and outstanding person in the world."

Xia Xiqing's articulation was very certain and precise. No matter when he thinks so, sometimes he is even sure that he still doesn't deserve him.

"You must think that Zhou Ziheng in your eyes is already very beautiful. In fact, it is far more than that. It is just the tip of the iceberg." With his palm on his chin, Xia Xiqing lowered his head and traced the woodblock print with his right fingers lines, muttering to himself.

"He is a reality that is better than illusion, a rhinoceros that cannot be copied."

[Sudden confession! ! ]

[Mrs. Xian blows up her husband online! ! ]

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I am not me, why are you so nice! ]

[I don’t know why I want to cry when I see Xi Qing say this. ]

[What kind of fairy love is this! ! ]

Looking back, Xia Xiqing suddenly realized what he had done and said.

He actually said these words in front of tens of thousands of live broadcast fans, and his ears started to burn inexplicably. This is not the usual him at all. In a panic, I wanted to take a sip of coffee to press down, but accidentally choked myself and coughed again and again.

[Xi Qing is sorry! ]

[Ears are red! ! ]

"Ahem..." Xia Xiqing hastily peeled another mint candy and stuffed it into his mouth, before changing the subject, "Anyway, I am that rhinoceros that is out of touch with reality, not what you imagined, not gentle, not kind, full of All shortcomings."

In order to change the atmosphere and quickly get rid of the embarrassment of the confession just now, he said again, "Actually, my normal state is more similar to that of the werewolf killing live broadcast. You were still saying that I look like a different person in the barrage that day, and that is me. He turned to continue drawing, "I'm usually in that state when I'm with my friends, and I'm very arrogant when I'm a liar."

[But I like you at that time! Very cool! ]

[right! Bad and cute! ]

[I like Brother Xi Qing no matter what he looks like~]

[The werewolf was so handsome when he killed it! I have watched the part of disk logic more than a dozen times! Really cool! ]

[Xi Qing is so deceitful, I was convinced even from the perspective of God! ]

[Cheat my brother to bluff my friends and trick my nephew to the audience hahahaha]

Xia Xiqing lowered his head to unlock the phone to check the time, but he didn't notice a person walking in from the door of the studio behind him, with a pair of long legs already in the mirror.

[Ah ah ah ah who is that! ! ]

[Is it Ziheng? ? ? ]

[This leg is precipitously Zhou Ziheng! ! ]

[Fucking dog food from the sky! ]

Only Xia Xiqing muttered to the phone, "I'm a werewolf killer without emotion."

He said one sentence after another, "The game of werewolf killing is to be more aggressive than anyone else, to be thicker-skinned than anyone else..."

In the next moment, someone covered his head with a white canvas. Before Xia Xiqing could react and turn around, he was hugged by someone from his neck. The warm breath soaked through the canvas, and the deep tone numbs his ears.

"Please close your eyes when it's dark."

The electric current hit Xia Xiqing's heart in an instant.

Zhou Ziheng's voice was teasing, a kind of charm between sly youthfulness and mature male hormones.

His hand raised Xia Xiqing's chin from behind, forcing his head to tilt back, and the other hand slowly tore off the canvas from the back of his head. The beautiful jawline, slightly parted lips, and the mole on the tip of the nose are slowly exposed to the sky one by one.

Before the canvas could leave his eyes, Xia Xiqing, who was immersed in astonishment, was leaned over and kissed by Zhou Ziheng who was behind him.

The moment the lips touched, the canvas was slowly pulled away. That broad and warm hand was still gently holding Xia Xiqing's mandible, like holding the fragile neck of a white porcelain vase.

A kiss where the sky is spinning and the eyes are upside down.

It was clearly superficial, but this moment of interdependence between lips and teeth was like a slow-moving shot, frame by frame was frozen in Xia Xiqing's eyes, and he couldn't return smoothly until he let go.

Zhou Ziheng, who had succeeded, smiled, "It's dawn." He bent down and kissed Xia Xiqing's ear again, "I'm a prophet, and Xia Xiqing was tested last night, and Xia Xiqing is..."

Said that he turned around and leaned on the workbench with his arms around his chest and back, looked at Xia Xiqing and smiled, "The person I like. Send me a pink water." @无限好文，全在

What is this guy.

Xia Xiqing's neck was so red and hot, he pulled the canvas from Zhou Ziheng's hand and threw it on the camera.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Ziheng didn't know why.

"I still want to ask you why, why didn't you knock on the door?" Xia Xiqing covered his face with both hands, turned his head and sighed loudly, "I'm live broadcasting, Zhou Ziheng."

"Live broadcast???" Zhou Ziheng finally realized, "No, isn't it?"

Xia Xi gave him an innocent look, and raised his chin at the note behind him, "Look for yourself." Said that he bent his knees, stepped on his heels on the chair, hugged his knees and buried his head on it, complaining in a muffled voice He, "It's over, I'm going to be on the trending search again..."

Zhou Ziheng turned around and saw that the note was completely black, and it was full of scrolling bullet screens.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

[Zhou Ziheng is awesome! ! ! Zhou Ziheng's total attack! ! ! ]

[What fairy drama am I watching! ! Mom save me! ! ]

[Oh my god, Zhou Ziheng teased me until I felt weak...]

[Hurry up and marry me! Mom will watch your bridal chamber today! ! ]

[Kiss me from behind! ! In odema Su's I soar right in front of the screen! ! ]

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah self-study beautiful love! ! Hengheng is still carrying a schoolbag! The next year is so delicious! ]

[What kind of fairy tale prophet is this! ! I tested you, you are the one I love! ! ]

[Oh my god... Is Zhou Ziheng so sullen every day...]

[ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]

Now that things have happened.

Zhou Ziheng immediately turned off the live broadcast, knelt down in front of Xia Xiqing, and rubbed his palm flatteringly, "I will definitely knock on the door next time."

"Drawing, my hands are dirty." Xia Xiqing wanted to pull it out, but Zhou Ziheng refused to let it go, as if he had discovered a treasure, "There are times when you feel embarrassed." He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and pulled it into his arms, "It looks like It's like being coquettish."

"You're the one acting like a baby." Xia Xiqing turned his face away and pulled out his hand, "Dream."

"Let's be coquettish again."

"I didn't act like a baby!"

"Please."

"Dream." Xia Xiqing got up and was about to leave, but was grabbed by a hand in the next second, and the huge force dragged him to the cabinet in the studio, and pressed his back against the cold glass cabinet. Zhou Ziheng's arm confined him in this narrow space, and the compressed distance became stalemate.

"Just act like a baby." The corners of his mouth curled up, his voice was low, it was clearly a request, but it was full of flirting.

Seeing that Zhou Ziheng had completely changed, Xia Xiqing's heart suddenly ignited the desire to win. He completely put aside the embarrassing embarrassment after his heartbeat, and looked up at Zhou Ziheng's eyes, "How can you be coquettish?"

While speaking, his hands wrapped around Zhou Ziheng's neck, like the sinful vines in the story, exuding a charming plant fragrance.

With his body close, Xia Xiqing slowly rubbed the skin of his side face against Zhou Ziheng's side neck, and the hair and earlobe rubbed off fleeting sparks.

Like two swans kissing each other.

"so?"

His questioning tone raised slightly and dragged on for a long time, like a silk scarf brushing across his face.

Said, Xia Xiqing raised his face to look at him again, looking up at that innocent face.

"…how about this?"

In the next second, he gently rubbed the tip of Zhou Ziheng's nose with the tip of his nose a few times, his slightly parted lips were soft and red, like roses that had been ravaged and ravaged. But bitter juice.

Zhou Ziheng maintained his final calm, every cell in his body was stirred to boiling, and the rising temperature was approaching the critical point of danger.

He was committing a brutal, slow murder of himself.

A blunt knife sharpens sutras, a demon with an angel's body.

"It's still... like this."

Xia Xiqing leaned close to Zhou Ziheng's ear, his warm and moist breath wafted over his parched skin, and his voice was specially soft with a sticky nasal sound.

"Ziheng, I want to hear you say that you like me."

The soft knife finally pierced the heart, and the tip of the knife gently and cruelly stirred the fishy and sweet spring water inside.

Xia Xiqing raised his eyes obediently, his eyelashes swept the sticky air, and his innocent eyes hid the smoke of gunfire.

"Come in, let's talk."