Yearning: A teenager who escaped from an assassin organization
7 Long Yin’s Quick Drawing

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Long Yin's ability, although it was not an exaggerated talent, was really very impressive!

Now, there were even people staring at the screen without blinking, wanting to see if Long Yin had moved.

"Ten thousand people are looking for trouble. Please don't move the camera away. I want to see if his eyes have moved.”

Zhang Zifeng drew for a few minutes and found it unbelievable."Are you okay? As long as he maintained a general posture, he didn't have to keep his eyes still.”

In fact, she did not notice that Long Yin had not blinked at all, but she did not notice it at least after looking at it for ten seconds. She also did not notice it when she looked up a few times.

"Alright." Long Yin blinked, then returned to his original appearance. This was really not difficult. Taking money from others to eliminate disasters for others.

"F * ck, I suddenly feel so warm!"

"In love! If he said he wouldn't move, then he wouldn't move. In fact, his actions proved that he doted on his sister. This was a good brother!”

"The person above understands well. I'm moved!”

"The poster above is really good at self-strategy! Why haven't I met someone like this?"

"It's all because you're not good-looking.”

The bullet comments became more and more cheerful. Many people began to think that Long Yin's coldness at first was actually because he was not used to the camera.

In fact, Long Yin was the kind of person who was easy to talk to.

Zhang Zifeng bit his lips and smiled. She lowered her head and began to draw seriously. She put aside the program and stopped thinking about it. This was really the life she liked the most.

For a moment, the scene in the live broadcast room seemed to have come to a standstill. The scenery was picturesque and the years were peaceful.

Zhang Zifeng had a smile on his face the entire time, and it was as if he was extremely healed.

More than an hour later, at eleven o'clock, Long Yin spoke again,""Are you done? I should go cook."

Zhang Zifeng drew him for more than an hour, and he actually looked at Zhang Zifeng for more than an hour.

Although that sweet smile was different, he could feel that it was somewhat similar to his grandmother's kind smile. It was kind to the world and to him.

His tone became a little better.

He felt that this mission was not bad.

Zhang Zifeng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Although she did like drawing, she had a lot of things to do recently. Moreover, she was about to take the college entrance examination. She had not thought about whether she should take the acting examination or not.

Due to various reasons, she had been spending less time drawing recently, and her skills had declined. sketching was not easy to draw, and she was still far from it.

Zhang Zifeng put away the painting and didn't want to look at it. "Why don't you go cook first?"

"Shall we continue after eating?" Long Yin got up and did not move for more than an hour. He did not feel uncomfortable at all when he got up.

"By the way, Brother Long Yin, do you know how to draw?”Zhang Zifeng suddenly asked. She still didn't know what to talk about. It would be great if she could draw too. If she didn't know how to draw, she would always say that drawing was awkward.

Long Yin walked up to Zhang Zifeng and extended his hand.

Zhang Zifeng was stunned for a moment. His eyes were dull and his face was adorable.

"F * ck! Sister is so cute!"

"Sister is really beautiful!”

"And this is without makeup!"

"Give me a pen washi." Long Yin was helpless, and Zhang Zifeng handed it over in a daze.

She felt very strange and realized that she didn't dare to say that it was bad.

" Could it be that Long Yin really knows how to draw?"

Zhang Zifeng was puzzled, and so were the people in the live broadcast room.

Even if it was just a very ordinary drawing before, there would definitely be ups and downs in this kind of long-term live broadcast. However, the number of people in the live broadcast room was still much higher than in the morning.

On the trending searches, the robot Long Yin had already created a new topic.

Long Yin and Zhang Zifeng were one of them, and some people were even forming a couple.

If this continued, she would really become a popular celebrity in minutes.

Long Yin took the pen and storybook. Without looking at what Zhang Zifeng had drawn, he flipped to a new page, picked up the pen, and started drawing quickly on the drawing board.

He did learn some painting, but he was more used to analyze the battlefield. He could record down the things that were worth paying attention to in a scene with just a glance.

Many times, it was difficult to describe things clearly with words, and it was easy to forget the details after a long time.

In just a minute or two, he handed back the drawing book."I only talk like this."

On the drawing book, a girl with simple lines and a few strokes jumped onto the paper. It was not a very realistic sketch, but a pair of bright eyes that were as curved as the moon and a sweet smile. Anyone could tell who this was at a glance.

Zifeng!

(It feels like there are very few flowers. Are there so few or did I write it wrong?))

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