Chapter 39 That's My Freedom
Chapter 39 That's My Freedom
"Who is this person? Drawing with sand, that's amazing, right?"
"He is so young, how come he has such strong painting skills?"
Countless netizens who were watching the live broadcast and short videos were commenting crazily.
In the Douyin CEO's office, the secretary ran in quickly.
"President, please take a look at the videos at the top of our APP homepage."
"what happened?"
"You'll know just by looking at it."
The president of Douyin immediately opened the mobile APP. When he saw that the entire APP screen was filled with words such as "Subei New Year's Party" and "Sand Painting", he was completely confused.
However, when he clicked on it and saw the video of Yang Xiaofan painting with his own eyes, he was instantly shocked.
Although he was only painting through the screen, he could tell at a glance that Yang Xiaofan's painting skills were very high.
It's so high that even the famous domestic painters can't compare to him!
too strong!
"Hurry, go to Subei University right away. No matter what, you have to contact this painter. Invite him to our video website and make him an internet celebrity anchor."
As the president of Douyin Video Company, his professional market sensitivity allowed him to sense how prosperous Yang Xiaofan's future would be.
At least, within a period of time, the traffic value he can create is extraordinary.
With the addition of capital hype, it is not difficult to push Yang Xiaofan to the top.
In this era when there are so many talented internet celebrities, it is already difficult to create a top internet celebrity, but Yang Xiaofan now has great hope of doing so.
Once an exclusive contract is signed, Douyin will be able to attract more traffic in a short period of time.
Even though it’s only a short period of time, competition among major video sites is very fierce. If you have a chance to catch your breath, you may be many steps ahead of others.
But at the same time, it was not only Douyin that discovered Yang Xiaofan's strength. Other live streaming platforms such as Huchi and Kuaihou also took action to take the initiative.
At Subei University, Yang Xiaofan was the only one who stood out at the party.
He performed for a full thirty minutes straight, dominating the show!
There is no way, every sand painting he made is different. Each one has different poses, different scenery, and is fascinating.
After a while, it seemed to bring everyone into the endless and majestic mountains.
After a while, it seemed to bring everyone into the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River.
In short, his paintings are more comfortable and exciting than watching high-definition movies and videos!
Under such circumstances, he would undoubtedly become the first place in the campus party.
In the end, he insisted on stepping off the stage, and the show was finally stopped, giving students from other classes behind him a chance to perform on stage.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
Because, with his performance as a shining example, everyone was attracted to it. The students behind him looked extremely ordinary and had no appeal at all.
Even on the stage, where he was singing and dancing energetically, the students below were always talking about Yang Xiaofan's paintings.
Some even go so far as to pick up their phones and start watching short videos.
I didn't even watch the performance on stage.
After coming down, Qin Nuanyu came up to wipe the sweat off Yang Xiaofan's face. The fragrant breeze made Yang Xiaofan's heart surge with joy.
"Squad leader, how is it? Your man didn't disappoint you, did he?"
Qin Nuanyu rolled her eyes at him, but she felt extremely happy in her heart.
There was no way I would be disappointed. Not only was I not disappointed, but I was extremely excited.
After all, this was the first time in her life that she saw Yang Xiaofan painting in person.
Before, all she saw were finished products!
The shock this time was no less than seeing his paintings sold for 10 or 20 million!
However, at this moment, a classmate came running over and said seriously:
"Student Yang Xiaofan, right? The principal asked me to call you to the office."
"What does the principal want you to do?"
Qin Nuanyu couldn't help but frown slightly, while Yang Xiaofan had probably figured out something. He rubbed her little head and said:
"Nothing, probably just a small matter. I'll go check it out."
"it is good!"
Qin Nuanyu nodded obediently, and then as if she had thought of something, she spoke again:
"By the way, Gu Hao just called and said that a client from a few days ago brought an elderly man and wanted to meet you. I asked them to come to the school."
"I know. When they come, I'll tell them that I'm going to the principal's office and ask them to wait outside for a while."
"it is good."
After the two said goodbye, Yang Xiaofan followed the classmate to the principal's office.
"Principal, Student Yang is here."
"Okay! All right, you go down first and close the door. I want to talk to Yang Xiaofan."
"Yes."
When the door closed, the principal immediately put away his smile, slammed the table, and shouted:
"Yang Xiaofan, you are so brave!"
Yang Xiaofan was not in a hurry, put his hands in his pockets, and said expressionlessly:
"What does the principal mean by that?"
"You still want to play dumb with me? Don't think I don't know that you were the one who drew on the school wall a few days ago, right?"
"good."
Yang Xiaofan nodded in acknowledgment.
"Then why don't you come out when I look for you all over the school?"
"It's my freedom whether I can come out or not, right?"
"How dare you! You scribbled on the school wall, and you still think you're right? I'm telling you, this matter is not over yet! From today on, you have to join the school's painting club and paint on time and in the required amount every day to make up for the mistakes you made before."
Yang Xiaofan smiled coldly.
He knew that if he was recognized by this old guy, he would be in trouble.
As early as his freshman year, he knew that this old guy was not a good person. He contracted the school cafeteria to his brother-in-law, making the canteen smoky and dirty and the food terrible.
He didn't know how many things like this he had done.
Now that he knew that I had such strong painting skills, he immediately couldn't wait to show off his fox tail and wanted me to paint for him, so that he could reap the benefits and sell my paintings for money.
Think to the United States!
One of my paintings is worth 10 or 20 million, why should I give it to him for free?
"According to school regulations, if you scribble on the wall, you will only be punished by cleaning the school wall and recording a minor offense. On what basis do you force me to join the school's painting club and require me to paint on time and in the required amount every day?"
The principal slammed the table, stood up angrily, pointed at Yang Xiaofan's nose and shouted:
"What's your attitude? Is this the way you talk to me? Do you believe that I can make you drop out of school in a minute with just one word?"
(End of this chapter)