Dressed as a small unknown celebrity, he suddenly became popular after playing badly

At eight o'clock the next morning, the program team did the same outrageous thing and woke up all the artists.

Jiang Yan, who went to bed early, was in great spirits. Among a row of lifeless stars, her bright eyes and white teeth without makeup were particularly eye-catching.

The audience friends who just entered the live broadcast room were instantly struck by her beauty and started to flatter her.

[awsl, can mortals like me see this kind of beauty? ]

[As a former fan of Jiang Yan, I never dared to smear her face even when she was scolding me fiercely. ]

[I'm really impressed by this face. I heard that she will soon appear in a mystery variety show on the next channel. Her appearance in that variety show is always amazing. I'm already looking forward to it! ]

[I admit her appearance, but forget about her reasoning. I also look forward to the scene where she gets beaten by the veteran player.]

"Everyone wake up, today is the last day of our recording. Today's rewards will be used for the next recording. Everyone cheer up, I will announce our tasks and rules for today."

"It's still two people in a group, and each group will be given an initial capital of 100 yuan. You can use this money to do whatever business you want. The group that makes the most money before 3 pm will be the champion and will be given 30 gold coins. The second place will get 15 gold coins, and the last place will get 5 gold coins."

Sun Yushan frowned, "One hundred yuan is not enough for us to do any business. I'm afraid it's not even enough for a meal."

Cheng Kaiyu also asked, "Yes, then what about our brunch?"

Director Zhang put down the loud speaker and said politely, "Everyone needs to solve the problem on their own. We will not provide food."

Except for Jiang Yan, the others were not too happy about it. After all, they all came from wealthy families who had never suffered much hardship. Even Sun Yushan, a former internet celebrity, was spoiled by her family when she grew up. The director was bold in innovating by letting these people who had never touched the streets to make money, but he didn't know if they could produce good variety show effects.

Director Zhang saw the obvious reluctance on everyone's faces and comforted them, "Before this, our director team had already sent someone to test it out, and the results were very good. I believe you can succeed too, come on!"

Yesterday, the two youngest members of the director team were sent out to do this experiment. They couldn't think of any way to make money before, but thanks to someone among them who could draw Q-version figures, they went to the supermarket and bought watercolor pens and A4 paper for more than ten yuan, priced at three yuan per sheet.

The cute characters attracted many children, and the two made a net profit of more than 70 yuan in three hours. Besides, artists more or less have some talents, so the director was relieved to let them give it a try.

The six people sat on the bus to the town, and they were free to form groups. Zhuo Jiangxue's first choice was naturally Jiang Yan, and Cheng Kaiyu, who had teamed up with Chi Ying once and suffered a lot in the last mission, immediately tied up with Zhao Mo this time.

The remaining two people had no choice but to automatically form a group.

They soon arrived at the town's busiest commercial street. As soon as the car door opened, Cheng Kaiyu automatically pulled Zhao Mo away, as if he had already made up his mind.

It was only nine o'clock and there was no rush, so Jiang Yan wandered around and observed the vendors hawking their wares on the street.

Zhuo Jiangxue followed her and asked, "What should we do? I can't do anything except singing."

[It’s already amazing that your baby can sing, don’t underestimate yourself! ]

【Come and learn about the new singer whose new album sold over 600,000 copies in the first week. It is guaranteed that you will not lose money if you invest in it! 】

[Friends, let’s get to know the sweet-voiced Zhuo Jiangxue! ]

Jiang Yan turned to look at her, "Oh, I forgot you can sing."

She stopped in front of a breakfast shop and said to the man with a sad face, "Would you like to have breakfast?"

Zhuo Jiangxue immediately said excitedly, "I want to! But is it possible? This money is for us to start a business."

"Why not?" Jiang Yan took her hand and walked into the store and ordered two baskets of dumplings and two bowls of soy milk, saying confidently, "No matter how big the problem is, hunger is the biggest!"

[Sorry everyone, I will support Shuangjiang CP first. 】

[Please ask who is Shuangjiang and who is it? 】

[Of course it’s jy and zjx, double jiang, frost... they are a perfect match for me! ]

Breakfast cost 22 yuan. After paying, Jiang Yan found a shop selling brushes and bought a brush and ink.

"Are you going to write calligraphy?" Zhuo Jiangxue asked doubtfully.

Jiang Yan pointed to a small shop across the street that sold palm-leaf fans. The entire shop was less than ten square meters, and the walls were hung with old-fashioned palm-leaf fans, folding fans, and backpacks. The palm-leaf fans were all made by the owner himself, and were very cheap at only two yuan each.

"I want to buy five fans from the boss first, paint and write on them, and then sell them to others."

Jiang Yan discussed what he was going to do with the boss inside and expressed his willingness to pay the venue fee at the door.

The boss was a warm-hearted and simple uncle. He said bluntly, "No, no, you can just set up outside. It's just a small space. You don't need to pay me."

The five fans plus the pens and ink cost more than forty yuan. Jiang Yan borrowed a table and chair and sat down next to the shop. She picked up the pen and thought for a while, then began to write on the folding fan.

Zhuo Jiangxue leaned over and read word by word, "The spring rain brings green shade, and when the rain stops, spring returns. The flowers wither, and the orioles sing alone; the grass grows, and the swallows fly together. Fragrant...fragrant, eh..."

"qie, fragrant box, green silk fan, bamboo window, white hemp clothes. Throw away the book and find the noon pillow, the new warm dream is faint."

Jiang Yan's voice is clear and pleasant, like that of an ancient person who has traveled through thousands of years of time.

Looking at her handwriting again, it is written in the regular script of Yan Zhenqing.

Without the ink seeping through to the back of the fan, the brush strokes depict flying phoenixes. The flowing and melodious brush strokes give off an artistic conception of a flying dragon, coming from nothingness and returning to the void.

At this time, a girl who was secretly watching the live broadcast in class expressed sincere admiration, which attracted the attention of the teacher who was giving a lecture.

"Student Tao Xiaorou, it's you again!"

"It's really not my fault this time." Tao Xiaorou held up the phone screen in front of him, "Teacher...Teacher, look at these words! This person! Who wouldn't be confused after seeing this!"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses looked at it for two seconds and took out his cell phone.

Not only the audience in the live broadcast room, but also the cameraman, director and Zhuo Jiangxue did not expect that there was a master hidden here. Even if they did not know much, they could see Jiang Yan's calligraphy skills.

In fact, this is not a skill that Jiang Yan learned while acting, but a hobby that she has practiced for twenty years.

She has a study room in her home that is hung with rice paper. Whenever she feels restless and wants to retire, she will set aside a day to take her writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone to go to scenic gardens to paint and write in order to calm her mind.

By the way, she also has a hidden alias, which is the famous 'Mr. Zhongshu' on the Zizi station.

She would occasionally broadcast her writing live on the platform, and slowly accumulated hundreds of thousands of fans. Although some of them were attracted by her slender hands, most of them were people who truly loved her calligraphy and painting.