Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 142
In the end, Su Cheng didn't give Dean Li and President Gao any "unique secrets".

There is no way, he is cheating, with the blessing of the system, no one else can copy it.

Unless there is another person with a system in this world, he can only be the only one.

However, he also told the two of them some embroidery and painting techniques, which may seem to outsiders to be just a trick. After all, Dean Li and President Gao are both big guys in this field.

But what Su Cheng said was not simple. The embroidery specialization and traditional Chinese painting specialization given to him by the system contained some practical tips.

He said it.

The rest is up to normal practice.

Just like him, double-sided three-different embroidery could be embroidered before, but it is absolutely impossible to achieve the level it is today. Both the quality and the speed have made great progress.

That's what practice does.

He is familiar with the operation, so he can "explode the hammer" with a crushing posture today.

After a brief exchange, Su Cheng started walking around the venue again. There were many places he hadn't looked at yet.

Today's activity is really rich.

There were a lot of people, now in the afternoon, there are more and more people, and many people rushed over specially.

Su Cheng saw a lot of people exhibiting embroidery works, and even if he saw some works, he would nod and praise them.

It's not that his level is so high, it's just that from the perspective of the embroidery expertise given by the system, those embroidery works are indeed not bad.

After wandering around for a long time, he returned to the hotel.

Today's activities are over, but there is still another day tomorrow, and I don't know what it will be for.

While Su Cheng was lying on the hotel bed, Dean Li and President Gao were watching Su Cheng's works created during the day.

Double-sided three different embroidery, a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

"That kid really has two brushes." Chairman Gao couldn't help reaching out to touch the embroidery work, but he retracted his hand halfway.

"It's so beautiful..."

His eyes were obsessed, as if looking at a peerless beauty.

Dean Li on the side was not much different, also looking at the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains made up of thirty sheets of rice paper.

"Majestic and majestic!"

"This painting is worth at least tens of millions!"

His expression is moving, a painting worth tens of millions, who can draw it in this day and age?

It's not that he belittled himself, he asked himself that he couldn't do it.

The key is that Su Cheng gave them this picture of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains without blinking an eye.

"This kid can get along, but his temper is a little unpredictable..."

Dean Li became more and more delighted the more he watched, and sighed, "If he didn't cause trouble, I really want to absorb him into the Chinese Painting Association."

"Hehe, if he had a good temper, I would have let him join the Embroidery Association long ago." President Gao interjected.

The two glanced at each other and laughed loudly, looking in a good mood.

"There are successors, there are successors..."

hotel.

Su Cheng was lying on the bed.

Swiping the phone boredly, it's only past seven o'clock, and I don't feel sleepy at all.

There was a lot of people outside, and the sound of cars was endless.

If ordinary people came to a strange place, they would definitely go to visit it, and the worst would be to wander around, but Su Cheng didn't have such a thought at all.

One is too lazy, and the other is too annoying.

Sometimes when there are too many people, he feels uncomfortable.

It's nice to be alone in a hotel now.

Just as he was bored swiping his phone, the screen of the phone suddenly went black, and then it turned into a caller ID.

A call from Hua Xuewei.

Without hesitation, Su Cheng directly clicked to connect.

Hua Xuewei's slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, which was different from usual, but it had a different taste.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Su Cheng still asked.

"It's okay, I'm just too busy." Hua Xuewei coughed twice, and then said with a slightly reproachful voice, "I don't look like you, I went to Sichuan to be cool again."

She saw Su Cheng's live video, and there were too many people during the day, so she didn't call.

In fact, she just wanted to ask, what was Su Cheng thinking during the day, and why did he do it.

Although those hot guys are disgusting, you can't do anything, especially since he is a public figure now.

The image that has been presented to people is positive.

Now that I have hit the stick by hand, if nothing else is said, it will be troublesome if someone with a heart guides it.

The two chatted for a while, and Su Cheng also knew that the business in Qingfeng Courtyard was too hot these days, and Hua Xuewei was too busy to turn around.

It was originally the first door of the new year, and with the addition of cosmetics made with traditional techniques, Qingfeng Courtyard has been improved to a higher level.

"Don't be so impulsive again." Hua Xuewei warned on the phone.

Su Cheng listened to the concerned words in his ear, a smile appeared on his face.

She nodded, although Hua Xuewei couldn't see it, "Don't worry, the main reason is that I'm really a little angry today."

The combined emotions of two lifetimes, that stick happened to come together, I can only say that he deserved it.

Soon, it was almost finished. When he was about to hang up the phone, Hua Xuewei was still telling him not to do anything if this kind of thing happened again tomorrow.

Su Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he estimated that those good guys would never come again.

He was beaten today, and he lost badly in embroidery and traditional Chinese painting. He who doesn't believe in Japan has no shame at all.

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Su Cheng lay on the bed, thinking about it, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that it doesn't matter if he fell asleep, but the Internet has already turned upside down.

In particular, some marketing accounts also edited the video of Su Cheng beating someone, and posted it on major social platforms.

Although there were many netizens in the live broadcast room at that time, most netizens didn't know it, and this was the first time they saw it.

Suddenly, the comment section exploded.

Some people support Su Cheng and think that those who hit Japan should fight and play well.

There are also some people who think that the influence is not good and it is easy to cause disputes.

Anyway, the public says that the public is right, and the mother-in-law says that the mother-in-law is right.

"Well done, they are a group of thieves who steal everything, do you know that, damn it, they dare to attack even the idea of ​​movable type printing!"

"What is movable type printing? They still want to apply for Chinese characters, Ma Dan, let us return Chinese characters to them? Fuck, it's so ridiculous!"

"What the hell? Is it true? If it's true, then Brother Su beat me well. Damn it, I would have beaten him even harder than Brother Su at the scene!"

"..."

All major social platforms are full of debates. Some people retort that Su Cheng is doing something wrong, but it is useless at all.

Netizens who had been disgusted by the stick for a long time directly dismissed these people, and some people were even scolded together.

For a while, there were "wars" everywhere on the Internet, and at this time, I don't know which handsome boy moved the video to the external network, which aroused thousands of waves for a while.

Su Cheng's embroidery and Chinese painting level directly stunned the foreigners' netizens.

Because of the continuous output of Huahuo, Xingmang, and Lansha during this period, the information about Huaxia on the Internet has become a hot topic, and everything that is a little bit will be paid attention to.

Especially in traditional culture, it is chased by many people.

Now Su Chenglu's move instantly detonated the Internet.

"Oh Maikar, is this the speed of a human? He is a god! He is a god!"

"Fake! I watched the video and tried it with the needle and thread at home. I couldn't do it at this speed even if I poked it casually, but he was able to complete two different patterns? Or on the same cloth!"

"Who will tell me, what kind of magical thing is this in Huaxia?"

(End of this chapter)