Chapter 131 131. Muse
No matter how the outside world commented, they couldn't disturb Anli.

The girl quietly reads the book and writes the questions. There is only the sound of the pen nib rubbing against the paper in the room, and the occasional sound of pages turning.

Gradually, the originally fierce barrage in the live broadcast room became peaceful.

[Watching An Li study, I feel a little itchy myself. 】

[Hey, it’s been so long, I finally picked up the materials I bought with a lot of money TT]

[These materials are memorized from home to school and back home. Every time my mother asks me why I have to bring so many books, I swear that I will review them and read them, but the result is to eat them in the corner Woohoo. 】

【Decided to study with Sister An, as a fan of Sister An, you can't be too far behind your idol~】

Slowly, the barrage decreased.

In the end, when new viewers enter the live broadcast room, they will be stunned.

What's the situation, is there no one in the studio?

Take another look at the number of people in the upper right corner, tens of thousands.

Even more confused.

And An Li, who is the host, didn't say a word, and was reviewing with his head bowed.

Netizens who were a little impetuous when they came in were somehow infected, and calmed down to do their unfinished work or study.

Zhu Shan looked at Anli's live broadcast room, and then at the other live broadcast rooms.

Ling Su and the others are all trying to find ways to interact with netizens and fans to attract traffic, even Zhou Tong, who has always been cold-faced, is doing the same.

But Anli didn't do anything, but the background data soared all the way, leaving the other guests far behind.

Zhu Shan couldn't help sighing.

This is not at the same level, there is no way to compare.

In fact, Anli had no intention of concealing or publicizing that he was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

I can't bear to be popular.

Soon, the news that she was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination was spread by various marketing accounts.

Because of what happened before, Anli's reputation in the eyes of the public is actually not bad.

But for the postgraduate entrance examination, most people are pessimistic.

[Star entrance examination?It is estimated that it was a gimmick released for the sake of fire. 】

[That is, if you want to review, where can't you review?I have to review in front of the camera. 】

【Actually, I don't think there is any problem with Anli's character, it's just the postgraduate entrance examination... Hehe, it's not that simple. 】

[Sigh, the little girl is too high-profile, and she doesn't know how to restrain her edge. 】

Unsurprisingly, the entry of #安劫新典艺复习试研# quickly became a hot search.

When Oda told Lin Lin that Anli was on the trending news again, the woman acted calmly.

"Hot search, just go up."

But after seeing Oda's hesitant expression, Lin Lin's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately stood up from the sofa.

No way?Wouldn't An Li do something dangerous again?

"What happened to An Li? Could it be that the house collapsed and she rescued people bravely?"

"No, that apartment is obviously newly built, so it can't be some bean curd project?"

Lin Lin started talking to herself, but Xiaotian couldn't get in the way, so she could only shake her head violently in denial.

"Didn't the house collapse?" Lin Lin frowned. "Could it be that the client who was on the show asking for help is some kind of criminal. She just had sex with someone?"

"This guy, I told her so much before going on the show! It's all for nothing!"

Oda continued to shake his head.

Lin Lin was stunned.

neither?
"Then what happened to her? Tell me quickly." The woman urged.

Seeing that the other party finally stopped to listen to him, Oda breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "Sister An Li brought a lot of books to read, and then netizens knew that An Li was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and now many people ridiculed her on the Internet. "

Lin Lin was startled for a moment, then her tense nerves relaxed, and she sat back on the sofa again.

"Damn, I thought she was making a big fuss again. It turned out to be such a trivial matter."

Oda choked.

Trifles?
If it was another artist, the manager and public relations would have been in a mess, right?
"I know about An Li's book."

She continued to look at her phone, absent-mindedly.

"Isn't it just being ridiculed, what's the big deal." Lin Lin waved her hand.

Then he happily pulled Xiaotian to sit beside him.

Hand her the phone.

"Look, I've been thinking about this level for a long time, but I can't pass it. Please help me see."

Xiaotian looked at the game in his hand, then at Lin Lin who was in good spirits, and fell silent.

Ah...is the job of an artist assistant so easy now?

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An Li naturally didn't know that when she was studying hard to prepare for the exam, her dear manager and assistant were cursing at the latest level of defending carrots.

When I raised my head from a pile of reference books and examination papers, the sky outside the window was already dusk.

The burning cloud in the distance is like rouge on a girl's face, smudged from the edge to the most beautiful in the center.

It's gorgeous.

Anli's actions caught Zhu Shan's attention.

She immediately controlled the camera to turn remotely, and framed the people by the window and the scenery outside the window together into the painting.

Gorgeous sunset, beautiful girl.

A vivid and serene painting.

Netizens who felt tired from study or work just looked up and saw this scene.

The girl happened to turn her head at this moment, revealing her delicate face, her eyes lightly brushing against the camera.

For a moment, the heart seemed to be hit by something, beating violently uncontrollably.

Someone posted a screenshot of this scene on Weibo.

[The setting sun smudges the evening wind in the sky, and the heartbeat falls into your gaze. 】

Somewhere by the sea.

There is an easel next to the man, and dry paint is on the floor.

There is nothing on the white cloth on the easel, but there are many crumpled waste manuscripts around.

The mobile phone "Didi" vibrated under a pile of waste manuscripts.

The man slowly lifted the album covering his face, revealing a pair of tired, bloodshot eyes.

He reached for the phone and opened it casually.

The originally decadent and lifeless eyes froze.

The man stared at the picture, his hands trembling.

After a while, he laughed wildly as if in a daze, stood up and walked through a pile of waste paper, picked up a brush, and squeezed out paint.

"My muse..."

The man muttered in his mouth, and the movements of his hands didn't stop.

After an unknown period of time, he finally stopped writing.

His eyes brightened as he stared at the canvas in front of him.

The scene on the canvas is so familiar, it is the screenshot posted by netizens on Weibo.

"My dear Muse!"

The man laughed loudly, picked up the phone on the side again, looked at An Li's face, his face was full of eagerness: "I must find you! My muse!"

The finished paintings placed everywhere in the hut, if taken out for auction at random, would cost tens of millions, but now they are randomly piled up in the corner by the owner.

And in the lower left corner of those paintings, they all have a common name.

Graffitte Pierre.

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