Xia Wanyuan had always drawn according to whatever inspiration she had. That day's chase in the rain had given Xia Wanyuan some ideas.
Hence, Yuan Wanxia's account, which had not been updated for a long time, had a new post this time.
An extremely powerful chasing picture in the rain.
Even through the screen, one could feel the tense atmosphere between the conflict of good and evil.
Before anyone could save the photos for wallpaper, sharp-eyed people realized that Yuan Wanxia's profile picture was jumping.
This meant that the blogger had started a live broadcast.
Everyone hurriedly clicked on it and saw Xia Wanyuan, who was bare-faced and still had red eyebrows and lips, sitting at a study table.
"I happen to have time today. I'll teach everyone how to write."
