Jiang Yi smiled and shook his head.
? "Thank you for liking it, Sister Chai. I'll give you one of these little things for free.”
I Love A Piece of Firewood was the number one person on Jiang Yi's livestream's donation list. He usually gave quite a lot of gifts.
Jiang Yi wasn't so greedy as to ask for money for a small toy.
? I Love A Stick of Firewood was pleasantly surprised.
"Really, I want a handbag woven from vines. Can you weave it?”
? Jiang Yi didn't reply. He picked up the remaining vines, tied them into a frame, and started weaving.
This time, he made it up even faster.
In the blink of an eye, a unique female satchel was formed.
Jiang Yi even thoughtfully weaved the strap of the bag with rattan, which was very unique.
Under the camera, Jiang Yi's hand-woven bag was exquisite, elegant, and unique.
There was no gap between the vines, it felt seamless.
Through the screen, a natural, simple, and elegant aura assaulted his senses.
All the netizens were stunned.
This was simply a masterpiece of art, and it was second to none in the world.
Bullet comments popped up crazily.
"Is this a bag? This is a work of art."
? "This kind of bag will attract 100% attention when you walk on the street. It's an elegant and refined urban trend representative.”
"I was f * cking dumbfounded. The Abbey Dean made up a random piece of work, but I didn't dare to dream of owning it.”
? "Looking at the Abbey Dean's work, I suddenly feel that the Chanel in my hand is a vegetable basket. It's so tacky.”
"Abbey Dean, I have a terminal illness. Only your bag can cure it.”
……
In a courtyard house in the capital, a barefooted beauty was looking at Jiang Yi's livestream with a face full of surprise.
? She had no makeup on, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, giving off a pure and unruly aura.
This beauty's ID was I Love A Piece of Firewood.
She looked at the rattan satchel that was rapidly forming in Jiang Yi's hands and smiled.
"That's great. I'll bring this bag to my sister's engagement party. I guarantee that the entire venue will be stunning.”
She cheered without any regard for her image. Suddenly, she thought of something and immediately gave Jiang Yi 50 rockets.
" Dear Abbey Dean, I love you so much. I love your bag so much."”
? The effects of the 50 rockets blossomed in the live broadcast room. It was very shocking.
This was a total of 100,000 yuan. I Love A Stick of Wood threw it out without even blinking.
Jiang Yi was a little embarrassed. He said that he wouldn't accept money, but I Love A Stick of Firewood tipped him 100,000 yuan.
In the live broadcast room, many netizens complained.
"F * ck, Sister Chai is so mighty.”
"To be honest, I think this bag is worth 100,000 yuan.”
"If I cry, what if I want the Abbey Dean's bag too? It's so beautiful."
"Abbey Dean, do you still need spare parts for your thigh? I immediately quit my job as a senior executive at a foreign company and reported to Purple Sun Temple.”
……
Jiang Yi looked at the numerous female fans arguing in the live broadcast room and smiled.
"How about this? I'll make a few more crafts and give them to everyone through the lottery.”
? Jiang Yi said as he looked at the number of people online.
He found that his fans had already risen to 1.5 million, and the number of online users had reached 1.2 million.
In just a short while, the popularity points that he had used up had risen to 300,000.
? When countless netizens heard Jiang Yi's words, they went crazy. Countless bullet comments appeared.
"F * ck, I'm looking forward to it. When is the Abbey Dean going to draw the lottery?”
"He's in the CEO's office in Shanghai. He doesn't even look at today's report. He's just waiting for the Abbey Dean to draw the lottery.”
"Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, eighteen generations of ancestors, quickly show your spirit and bless me to win the prize.”
……
Jiang Yi cut some more vines and casually weaved some crafts.
Jiang Yi, who had mastered the skills of a Weaving Master, weaved these little toys too easily.
While he was chatting with everyone, his fingers were moving agilely, weaving the warp and weave.
The vines in his hands seemed to have intelligence and were like well-trained soldiers. They were arranged by Jiang Yi very appropriately.
? Just by looking at Jiang Yi's smooth and natural movements, there was an indescribable artistic beauty.
Not long after, Jiang Yi had already weaved two flower baskets, three satchels, and a wide-brimmed sun hat.
? Jiang Yi displayed these ingenious things under the camera, and the entire live broadcast room was in an uproar.
"It's too beautiful. It has the rhythm and elegance of nature. I like that tall flower basket.”
"Unbelievable. As far as I know, even an old master would need a few days to complete a piece of art.”
? "The Abbey Dean is shrouded in divine light.”
"Abbey Dean, can you save one for me? I'll pay 100,000 yuan for it.”
"Yes, yes, yes. I want it too. The price is 100,000 yuan. Can I leave one for sister?”
……
? Jiang Yi was speechless and shook his head.
"I'll say it first. Whoever draws it will get it.”
? Jiang Yi raised his voice as he spoke.
" Now, I'll announce the method of the lucky draw. Type the words 'The Abbey Dean is the most handsome' on the screen and the top six will get a prize.”
"One, two, three, begin!"
? In an instant, the live broadcast room was filled with the most handsome captions of the Abbey Dean.
"The Abbey Dean is the most handsome!"
"The Abbey Dean is the most handsome!"
"The Abbey Dean is the most handsome!"
"The Abbey Dean is the most handsome!"
……
Jiang Yi took a screenshot and then posted it on the screen, announcing the winners.
This time, those who won the lottery were ecstatic, while those who didn't were wailing.
"F * ck, I can't even get the luck I've accumulated for half my life.”
? "I'm crying. How did you guys get there so quickly?”
? "Sob, sob, I can't snatch it from you, but what if he wants the Abbey Dean's bag?”
……
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