The photographer Meng Caiwei introduced to Meng Fan was named Wu Da. He heard that he looked like Wu Da, but he was actually a combination of Wu Song and Lu Da.
I was originally an outdoor enthusiast, but also a photography enthusiast. The combination of the two hobbies has become my current career.
He is tall and strong, and his outdoor skills are at the full level. A few years ago, Mr. Bei came to China to record variety shows. He was one of the follow-up shooters. He also participated in several national-level outdoor reality shows. He has lost a celebrity guest, but he doesn't have a fast-running celebrity guest.
Some time ago, he also made a web comprehensive about outdoor live broadcast.
The questions that Meng Fan basically wants to know can get the most professional answers in Wuda.
In addition, because Meng Fan is Meng Caiwei's younger brother, even if Meng Fan doesn't even ask questions because he hasn't dabbled in it, Wu Da will take the initiative to know everything, and he is very enthusiastic and patient.
The answers Wu Da gave were very detailed, plus he could jump to the link to check in his mobile phone at any time, and could find professional and understandable information, so Meng Fan understood it quite quickly.
During one class in the morning, I basically understood everything.
After eleven o'clock, Meng Caiwei, who was full of sleep, called Meng Fan, and then asked herself a curious question: "Why do you know this? Outdoor live broadcast? Also, the video of your dancing a few days ago was What the hell? I heard that you are still broadcasting paintings online, Fanfan, don’t you want to become an Internet celebrity and become a star?”
Obviously, Meng Caiwei is very concerned about Meng Fan's affairs and knows a lot.
As for where he got it from, Meng Fan could imagine Gentiana Qin when he used his toes.
"It's not that complicated, I just think it's quite fun."
Meng Fan was not going to explain so much to Meng Caiwei, the more he explained, the more troublesome he would be.
"It's fun? I thought it was fun at the beginning."
Meng Caiwei's tone was quite serious. She was not against Meng Fan's entry into this circle, but just reminded Meng Fan to take this decision seriously and think carefully.
Of course, she did think a little further.
Of course Meng Fan knew what Meng Caiwei wanted to say, but it was really hard for him to explain why he did so, so he could only say: "I see, if I really have any thoughts and decisions, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible. Time to discuss with you."
"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 obedient, sister, I will send you a photo of your idol's welfare private room."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and sent Meng Fan a photo.
After clicking on it, Meng Fan almost vomited.
It's not that there are any "benefits" in this photo, but it's very funny. The "Big Brother Shan Jin" in the photo has completely lost sight of the feared goddess Fan.
"What's wrong?"
Around Zhang, who went to the restaurant with Meng Fan, saw him with a strange expression after the phone call, and asked curiously.
"It's nothing, the rubber band twitched."
Meng Fan laughed aloud. Although this photo of the private house is very interesting and powerful, if you share it, it will definitely elicit a sympathetic giggle, but Meng Fan also knows that this kind of photo should not be leaked casually.
Just like Meng Caiwei's circle of friends, Meng Fan never lets others see it, and never mentions it.
There was no class in the afternoon, and after dinner, Zhang Zhou went to have 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.
Studying around Zhang is also good, but so far he has never considered the issue of postgraduate entrance examination or employment. After being with Wang Yanan, the time to face this issue is obviously much earlier.
Chen Daqiang also went on a date with the sour smell of love. As for Xing Tage, he disappeared after class.
Feeling a little sad, Meng Fan went back to the dormitory alone, took the 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, this bus was the one that caught the thief last time. What's more, besides the driver, there were three passengers in the first half of the bus who witnessed Meng Fan's ass sitting on the thief. Along the way, it is unavoidable to be booed and asked for warmth and recall the past.
When the timing was right, we arrived at the downstairs of the city gate. We met each other and got the hydrangea.
After going through the procedures on the stage, Meng Fan slammed the Bi Zan Wu. This time, the output of likes reached more than 283,000. After adding 6 points of presence, the effect is very impressive.
Meng Fan finished the praise dance, and the hydrangea throwing activity at this point in time came to an end.
Instead of going down to the bottom of the city gate, Meng Fan waited on the side of the stairs, and when Wang Yuanwai finished his work, he waved to him with a smile.
Seeing this, Wang Yuanwai walked over to a place below where the tourists could not see, and asked with a smile, "My lord, what's the matter?"
Yesterday, I was ready to send some tickets to Meng Fan, and the servant had already brought them to him. Now that Meng Fan took the initiative to call him, his heart skipped a beat. What unreasonable demands.
"Uncle." Seeing Wang Yuanwai picking off his beard, Meng Fan quickly changed his words, "Brother, I want to ask you something."
"you say."
When he heard that he was asking something, Wang Yuanwai felt relieved.
"I want to ask, where in Songcheng is it allowed to set up a painting stall?" Meng Fan said, "Of course, I just want a small space for setting up a stall, and there will be no charge for painting. .” Added an explanation, “I am a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, and it is an assignment to paint for tourists and passers-by for free.”
As he spoke, he took out three prepared paintings from the painting tube, all of which were cartoon head portraits.
"This is me?"
Wang Yuanwai took it, and recognized at a glance that one of the cartoon portraits was drawn according to his own appearance, and the other two were Miss Wang and the servant who looked like the master. He was pleasantly surprised: "This painting is very good, too. It looks like it. Didn’t mobile phone A generate cartoon avatars based on photos of real people before, you are better than that software.”
Meng Fan directly gave the three paintings to the three people, and while the three were very happy, he said: "My homework is to draw cartoon head portraits according to the images of tourists and passers-by. I don't really want to set up a stall to make money. I don't know if you Know which location allows me to paint. If the scenic spot stipulates that you have to pay, it’s okay, as long as you allow flowers.”
"Whether money or not, it's all yours."
After Wang Yuanwai confirmed what was going on, he wrapped it around his body with a wave of his big hand, took off the official coat that was on the outside, and said, "Go, I will take you there."
"Then I will trouble you."
"You're welcome."
Meng Fan followed Wang Yuanwai down the city gate and headed towards the Songcheng Cultural Square. When he arrived, the person Wang Yuanwai called was already waiting. This was the manager of the Cultural Square. He was tall and thin. , laughing a little wretchedly.
Wang Yuanwai gave a brief introduction. He was obviously very familiar with Wang Yuanwai, and he was easy to talk to. He directly gave Meng Fan a staff sign, and then brought Meng Fan to a place where he could draw.
Live drawing is what Meng Fan is best at, and he decided to open up the project of outdoor live broadcasting to get more viewers. To be conservative, Meng Fan combined the two and drew cartoon heads outdoors.
The painting venue was specially chosen in Songcheng, because there are many people coming and going here.
After many proofs, Meng Fan has confirmed that the so-called number of live broadcasts does not only refer to watching live broadcasts in the live broadcast room through the Internet, live broadcasts can also increase the number of people.
Watching the live broadcast at the live broadcast site is also watching the live broadcast!