The Villain in the World of Women

“Brother Qingliu, you must not say bad things about me in front of Sister Qingyu.” Irene said seriously with her little face.

"Oh, how did it become a bad word? Isn't this what you thought?" Xie Qingliu said jokingly.

"This... Anyway, don't say it, otherwise... otherwise..." Irene hesitated for a while, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Otherwise I will be angry, really angry."

"Do you care so much about Qingyu?" Xie Qingliu suddenly asked.

"Yeah." Irene nodded without thinking.

Xie Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief. In the plot, Lin Qingyu almost chopped off this girl's head, but he didn't expect that they would become good friends. It was quite interesting.

"Then you have to give me some benefits to keep me quiet, right?" Xie Qingliu changed the subject.

"Benefits?" Irene blinked, then fell into deep thought. She counted on her fingers, and after a moment she asked, "Brother Qingliu, what benefit do you want?"

"Of course..." Xie Qingliu was about to tease this silly kid when he suddenly realized that the atmosphere was wrong.

The people around made way, and the emcee on the stage looked over here. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he slowly raised his head.

"It is indeed a rural and clear stream."

The host shouted in a very exaggerated tone: "Please invite Tian Yuanqingliu to come on stage and say a few words to us. What do you think?"

"it is good!"

“The real person is much better looking than the video.”

"Who is that girl? She looks so evil. These two people together don't look like something that should be in the human world. Are you kidding me?"

"He is really a rural and pure man, a male god."

Xie Qingliu remained silent. He was wearing a hat to cover his face but he was still recognized. This group of people was really amazing.

Irene next to her tried hard to keep a straight face, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She found that people around her were pointing and talking, and all she heard were exclamations, saying things like "an enviable couple" and "this is too enchanting".

"Brother Qingliu, they don't mind that I'm ugly." Irene said in a low voice.

"Then shouldn't you be happy?" Xie Qingliu took the girl's hand and walked through the crowd, walked up to the booth with a smile on his face, and said casually.

"Indeed... I'm a little happy." Irene said with a trembling tone: "But... did I discredit you, Brother Qingliu? Why do those girls seem to be gritting their teeth?"

"Silly boy, if you keep showing off I'll throw you down."

Walking up to the booth, Xie Qingliu squeezed the girl's hand and said, "Don't think I don't know that you approached me on purpose."

"Brother Qingliu is mine today." Irene couldn't help but smile and got closer to Xie Qingliu. She wanted to tell the world that Xie Qingliu only belonged to her today.

At this moment, Li Suifeng, who was standing next to the booth, was staring at the scene blankly. Just now he was being interviewed and asked about his mood today. In the blink of an eye, someone discovered Xie Qingliu hiding in the crowd, and everyone's attention was instantly diverted.

He stared blankly at Irene, who was standing next to Xie Qingliu. She became even more dazzling under the spotlight on the stage. He wanted to get the attention of this girl more than the attention of the passers-by in the audience.

"She is so perfect." Li Suifeng murmured in confusion: "But why don't you even look at me? I obviously have something that others don't have... Why am I worse than Xie Qingliu... Obviously, I am the one who wants to conquer her..."

"If you keep rubbing against me, I'll really throw you down."

At the front of the stage, Xie Qingliu said with a friendly smile but a threatening voice.

"I'm not... I'm just... nervous." Irene didn't act funny this time. She was really nervous. It was the first time in her life that a girl walked onto the stage in front of so many people. If Xie Qingliu hadn't been there, she would have fainted long ago.

pS: It's so hard! Why is it so hard to get rid of a cold?

Chapter 99 I Want to Tell the World

"Thank you for your support. I am here today as an ordinary passerby to attend the comic exhibition. I want to experience this culture with you all..."

It has to be said that Xie Qingliu's life as a social animal in his previous life has made him thicker-skinned. After he made some high-sounding official remarks on the stage, he consciously pulled Irene aside.

The organizer quickly sent someone to communicate and ask Xie Qingliu whether he wanted to participate in the performance later. Naturally... he couldn't agree.

"Mr. Qingliu, I'm sorry for the trouble."

"It's okay. I just don't like this kind of commercial performance."

"Well, this is my business card, and this is my pass. If Mr. Xie Qingliu is interested, you can contact me."

After a brief conversation, Xie Qingliu watched the woman in a slim-fitting suit leave and looked at the business card in his hand, 'Lu Fei', which was indeed a simple and unpretentious name.

Maybe we might be able to use each other in the future?

The organizer of this comic exhibition is sponsored by the largest toy manufacturer in China, "Lebao". Participants include several domestic video websites and game companies, and many well-known foreign COS and voice actors are invited to participate.

But those are performances tomorrow, today is just the warm-up period.

Thinking of this, Xie Qingliu suddenly became curious as to why Irene didn't arrange to come tomorrow. It seemed that the weekend was the climax of this comic exhibition, so he turned to look at the girl, and then he felt sick.

The girl had a blank expression on her face and her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul. She stood there woodenly, muttering to herself, 'All mine, all mine, all mine, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid...'

"Wake up, wake up!" Xie Qingliu tried to bring Irene back to her senses.

"Woo wow!" Irene felt as if she had received an electric shock. She turned her head and looked at Xie Qingliu with a trembling body, then shouted in panic: "Is it over? Where are the people? Hey... where are we?"

"Backstage."

Xie Qingliu said with a twitch of his lips.

"Eh?" Irene's face suddenly turned bitter: "Brother Qingliu, just finish what you said. I haven't even listened yet."

"Listen to you, let's go!"

Xie Qingliu patted the girl and urged her, "I want to see if there is anything fun."

"There are some."

Upon hearing this, Irene suddenly came to her senses. The girl said happily, "Many painters are participating in the exhibition this time."

"Hmm?" Xie Qingliu looked at Irene in confusion.

If he remembered correctly, Irene seemed to simply like anime and had not joined any circle. The same went for painting. She had never communicated with anyone and had always played by herself.

"Um...Brother Qingliu, it seems that comics cannot be drawn by one person." Irene said a little embarrassedly: "So I asked Sister Yu to help me consult some professionals during this period. If I want to complete the Fire Warrior, I can't do it alone."

"So you started paying attention to the painter?" Xie Qingliu asked.

"Ok!"

Irene smiled silly and said, "I can draw the main scenes, but I have no experience in fighting, filling, lines, etc. Also, it's difficult to express the picture and create the atmosphere in just a few shots!"

But Irene didn't know that her words made Xie Qingliu a little confused. It seemed that his progress was a little too fast.

It has been less than a month since I started wanting to draw comics, and Irene has actually already started to find her own style and analyze what she needs.

"Are you really born with a talent for painting?"

Xie Qingliu murmured in his heart that he was just crawling along the road of sketching and there was still a long way to go before he could publish his own works.

"Brother Qingliu, I also found that painting can make money." Irene said seriously.

"You just know this now?" Xie Qingliu asked, choking.

"This... So Brother Qingliu knows that you can make money by painting?" Irene asked with her mouth open, quite surprised.

Sighing, Xie Qingliu patted the girl's shoulder and said, "It's really hard for you to grow up this big."

Irene blushed immediately. She used to think that only by painting masterpieces could one make money. She didn't know that painting had become a profession and one could make money by taking orders online.

"Brother Qingliu, I plan to take orders online to hone my drawing style and learn comic skills." Irene muttered, "When I feel ready, I can hire assistants and set up my own studio to draw my own works. Then I will tell the world about Brother Qingliu's story."

"That's a good idea." Xie Qingliu agreed, and then sarcastically said, "But I don't think you can do it, little Irene."

“This…” Irene opened her mouth, then gritted her teeth and said, “Brother Qingliu, I can definitely do it.”

"Okay, then tell me how you plan to overcome the problem of communicating with others."

Xie Qingliu asked with a smile.

"I...I'm actually ready for today." Irene said with a brave look, "Brother Qingliu, come with me."

Xie Qingliu silently let the girl lead him away from the backstage and back to the exhibition hall. The two of them missed the crowd and went straight to the stall area. It was almost noon and the flow of people began to increase. The girl seemed to have only one thing in her eyes, proving herself. Although she was nervous to death, she still stubbornly pulled Xie Qingliu forward.

Sister Yu and her group hurried to catch up. Irene had two signs of illness today, but they subsided quietly. She even suspected that Xie Qingliu was deliberately provoking Irene.

"It's right here." Irene's breathing was a little rapid, and her face was flushed. She pointed to a stall next to her and said, "Here... this is the one I rented."

Xie Qingliu looked at the sign in front of him. On it was written the words "Qingliu Xiaoai's Home", and below it was a cartoon Q version of a lucky cat.

There weren't many things on the stall, just character posters, and...it seemed like they were all based on him.

"Why does it feel weird?" Xie Qingliu walked up, picked up a book, opened it and took a look, then blurted out.

Irene stepped back slightly with a shaky look in her eyes. She felt like she was going to be beaten.

"Eileen!!"

Xie Qingliu put down the album in his hand, turned around with a dark face, stared at the other party and shouted.

“Brother Qingliu, don’t be angry first.” Irene quickly explained: “You are so beautiful, of course you want more… No, it hurts! Brother Qingliu, I drew these with all my heart, oops…”

Xie Qingliu almost wanted to crush Irene to death. This silly kid actually drew a bunch of beautiful pictures based on him, and even dressed him up as many anime characters, such as the one wearing armor and holding a sword, or standing in the clouds looking down below.

Anyway, the more beautiful it is, the better!

But Irene obviously did not simply paint beauty, she also painted some very subtle things, which was to show Xie Qingliu's figure to the fullest, just like many anime characters who would sell their bodies.

The girl didn't reveal any flesh, but she had a very strange feeling of desire.

"I know I was wrong. This album is not for sale... not for sale!!" Irene said aggrievedly, "That's where it can be sold. Brother Qingliu, please stop pinching me. If you do, I'll die..."

pS: Wow wow wow wow wow!!! Woohoo!

Chapter 100: Unexpected Resonance

As time approaches noon, the number of pedestrians in the aisle begins to decrease. At this time, both merchants and tourists have to solve one thing: lunch.

Xie Qingliu sat in front of the stall, his chin resting on one hand. In front of him were exquisite picture albums and posters. Irene had not lied to him. There was indeed only one copy of that album full of astringency, and it was not for sale. He used it to showcase his own skills.

The rest of the album is quite normal, showing the girl's delicate and aesthetic style vividly.

"Why am I not as good as an idiot at drawing?" Xie Qingliu was very puzzled. Why was his progress so slow even though he had mastered the art of drawing?

“Brother Qingliu!”

Irene lay aside and found that her stall didn't seem to be very popular.

"What?" Xie Qingliu glanced at the other person and asked.

"What should I do? No one reads my album." The girl said with a pout.

"It's noon now, everyone has gone to eat, who would hang around here on an empty stomach?" Xie Qingliu said lazily.

"It seems so."

Irene was stunned, then suddenly remembered something, slapped her head and said, "Hey, Brother Qingliu! Should we go have lunch too?"

"So you know you'll feel hungry?" Xie Qingliu teased.

The girl pinched the corner of her clothes awkwardly, and then asked hesitantly: "Brother Qingliu, what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Xie Qingliu waved his hand. He was really not picky about this.

"Then let me arrange it?" Irene asked with a smile.

"Stop smiling like an idiot and go quickly." Xie Qingliu said unhappily.

Irene stood up happily and took out the walkie-talkie. A few minutes later, the girl came back happily and lay beside Xie Qingliu, purring like a cat.

"Didn't you go to arrange lunch?" Xie Qingliu asked the slacking girl in confusion.

"We're already preparing." Irene clenched her fist and said, "I promise to satisfy Brother Qingliu."

Xie Qingliu raised his eyebrows and was about to ask the other party what kind of fancy things they were planning to do when a girl who looked very thin stopped in front of their stall.

"Oh? Miss, come and take a look?" Xie Qingliu pulled his round hat up slightly, gave a friendly smile and greeted her.

The girl obviously didn't expect Xie Qingliu to be so stunning under the round hat. She was stunned for a while before she said nervously, "Well... can I see it?"

"Sure." Xie Qingliu kicked Irene beside him. The girl made a fierce expression again. He pointed at the album and said, "These are all her drawings. If you see any you like, they are not expensive! Ten yuan a copy."

"Ah... oh..."

This thin girl is not good at speaking and seems to really like painting. When Xie Qingliu was introducing her, she didn't even look at him and just held the album and savored it carefully.