The sixth chapter! It was a seven-page hit on the leaderboard on Monday! Ten points! The comments!
"I'm inexplicably nervous!"
"I still remember that half a month ago, I was lucky enough to watch Mr. Sanbu's live broadcast for the first time. It seemed like it happened yesterday.”
"Pasting paper figurines with skin is a skill. Just from this point alone, you can see the level of skill.”
"The expert above."
The audience in the live stream room felt inexplicably nervous and forgot to send bullet comments.
Jiang Wuji didn't stop moving. He picked up the " skin " of the papier-paper figurine and pasted the " skin " on the skeleton from top to bottom.
It took Jiang Wuji fifteen minutes to make an adult skeleton and five minutes to apply the " skin " to the paper figurine.
Five minutes later, Jiang Wuji took two steps back and walked around the paper figurine that was covered with " skin " before nodding in satisfaction.
"A miracle!"
"Unbelievable. I doubt my eyes.”
"Awesome, I admire this craftsmanship.”
"Oh my, it's as if the skin of the original paper figurine has grown on it. It doesn't seem out of place at all.”
"Mr. Sanbu's craftsmanship, he claims to be second, but no one in the country dares to claim to be first.”
After the original skeleton was covered with " skin ", the audience in the live broadcast room could see very intuitively that the paper figurine was the image of a man with a strong back and strong waist.
Overall, it looked like a model. The joints were very obvious. Although they did not use fuel to coat their clothes, it did not affect the audience's guess.
"I'll wait for Mr. Sanbu to apply fuel and paint clothes on the paper figurines.”
"When are you going to draw your soul?"
"I suddenly feel that there are a lot of people who know what's going on in the live broadcast room.”
"What is a painting soul?"
"The question above, please ask the same question."
"Zero Taboo, evildoer, back off. The old ghost in the line gifted the streamer a mountain of gold!”
"Zero Taboo, evildoer, back off. The old ghost in the line gifted the streamer a silver mountain!”
"No taboos, evildoers, the old ghost in the line gifted the streamer a treasure bowl!”
“……”
"I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Third Bu. You're a young hero who defeated Ninth Uncle.”
"Zero Taboo, Zhu Xie, back off. Old Nine in the circle has gifted the streamer a mountain of gold!”
"I admit defeat to Mr. Sanbu.”
"Is that Ninth Uncle upstairs?"
"The live broadcast room is getting more and more lively."
"Once Mr. Three No started broadcasting, he attracted the attention of his domestic peers.”
Jiang Wuji glanced at the comments and smiled.
The number of viewers in the livestream room broke through once again. There were already 250,000 viewers watching the livestream.
The requirement for upgrading the low-level paper-tying technique to the intermediate level was to have more than one million viewers in the live broadcast room. There would definitely be no problem before the live broadcast ended.
The skeleton was the first step, the " skin " was the second step, and painting the clothes with fuel was the third step.
"I have to wait until night to draw the soul. I'll draw clothes for the paper figurine first.
As for the Art Soul's knowledge, he left it to his peers.”
After Jiang Wuji finished speaking, he took out a special paint and painted clothes on the paper figurine.
The paper man was made for Su Zhantian. Jiang Wuji knew that he was a soldier and a business tycoon.
In order to save trouble, Jiang Wuji decided to paint Su Zhantian's military uniform.
Firstly, it would save paint. Secondly, Su Zhantian was already dead. Today was his seventh day. Su Zhantian would be very satisfied if the substitute could wear a military uniform.
"Mr. Sanbu is painting. I'll give everyone a brief introduction to the painting soul.”
"The art of painting belongs to the seventh sect, the" tune "sect. It has a long history and many ancient secret techniques. This" painting soul "is extremely particular.”
Old Nine's bullet comments floated out in the circle, and there were almost no bullet comments in the live broadcast room.
"If the drawing is too similar, it will give the paper figurine spirituality and produce supernatural phenomena. This way, it will easily attract 'wandering ghosts' to hide.”
"If the painting doesn't look like it, it'll be even more troublesome. The person has bones but no soul, and in the end, all his efforts will be in vain.”
"It takes a lot of effort to grasp the size here. Ordinary people can't understand it.
I studied with my master for fifteen years, and it took me thirty years before I dared to call myself a paper-tying craftsman.
Every trade had its own master. Although Mr. Sanbu was young, he was a well-deserved paper-binding craftsman.
In the jargon, God rewarded Mr. Sanbu with this bowl of rice.”
After Old Nine finished explaining in the industry, the live broadcast room was flooded with bullet comments.
"Increase posture!"
“666！”
"I'm convinced! I'm convinced! I'm convinced!"
"Oh my god, so there are so many rules.”
"No matter what profession you are in, talent is too important.”
"F * ck! Mr. Sanbu's hand speed has broken my twenty-five-year record of being a single dog.”
"Mr. Sanbu is skilled in painting. In just half a month, his level has increased by at least two times.”
The viewers in the live broadcast room were all emotional and amazed.
Jiang Wuji painted a military uniform on the paper figurine. Other than the empty eyes, the short hair, square face, and other details were no different from a living person.
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