[Bowed down. A god is indeed a god.]
[Trying to mimic her drawing action, my work doesn’t even compare to kindergarten scribbles.]
[Just praise and it’s all done.]
[Never thought I’d have a day where, besides praising God Z’s art, I could also praise her looks.]
[As long as the beauty doesn’t speak, every fra can be a wallpaper.]
"Alright."
Finished this page at an even faster pace.
Putting down the pressure-sensitive pen, Nora Scott suddenly turned her head and said to Pedro Langley, "Give a drawing paper and a pen."
Pedro Langley agreed and found her the drawing paper and pen.
When he handed over the paper and pen, his hand flashed briefly in the fra.
At this ti, the viewership in the livestream room smoothly surpassed thirty million, and the bullet comnts and stream were noticeably laggy.
However, the audience’s enthusiasm remained undiminished—
[Ahhhh, awsl, I can totally go for this hand!]
[Love it love it!]
[Is there a tattoo on that forearm? I saw a little bit, no idea what it is!]
[A tattoo? This guy is quite wild.]
...
"Let’s do a raffle and give away a drawing."
Placing the paper on the desk, Nora Scott spread it out, twirled the pen twice between her fingers, and spoke leisurely, "Who should I draw?"
Up until now, the livestream had been going for half an hour, and it was the first ti Nora interacted with the audience.
The screen was already filled with bullet comnts, and now, their reactions were even more intense and enthusiastic.
Nora propped her chin, stared at the screen for a while, but couldn’t quite catch what was being said.
Anyway, there were all sorts of comnts.
So, after pondering for a mont, Nora picked up the pen, paused, looked up at the cara, and suddenly smiled, "I rember soone asked if Barlow’s prototype is Clent Winter?"
Her words fell.
She didn’t give an answer, teasing them a bit, then lowered her head and started drawing on the paper.
That was Barlow’s transford appearance.
[?? What does that an? Is it really Clent Winter?]
[Ahhhh, it’s driving crazy!]
[Are you going to draw Barlow?]
[At this point, we should @Clent Winter.]
[@Clent Winter, are you there baby!!!]
[Clent is definitely watching, hahaha, he just posted a tweet, a string of marmot screams.]
...
anwhile, in a certain lounge, Clent Winter, holding his phone, was moved to tears, rolling excitedly on the sofa.
*
In less than ten minutes, Barlow was completed, and Nora also drew a chibi version of Clent Winter in the corner.
After finishing, she signed it with her usual free and easy style of writing, so beautiful it was astonishing.
—Is Barlow’s prototype Clent Winter?
This drawing is the best answer.
Undoubtedly, yes.
Not just Clent Winter, but even his fans were so excited they cried, howling in the livestream room.
After finishing, Nora moved the mouse, clicked open the livestream room, and randomly selected a bullet comnt as the lucky winner.
However—
The content of the selected bullet comnt was: Please respond directly to the questions the netizens listed.
Because of her screenshot action, everyone saw this bullet comnt, so the phrase [respond directly] gradually took over the entire screen.
Supporting her chin with one hand, Nora didn’t plan to dismiss or bluff but lazily looked at the cara and asked, "Where are the listed questions?"
Following the audience’s instructions, Nora publicly logged into Weibo, searched in the super topic, and found a netizen who listed nurous questions, along with a provocative note urging netizens to ask in the livestream room.
Opening the Weibo image, Nora slightly curled her lips.
"Sure."
She lazily spoke, leaning back onto the chair casually.
"1. Kieran Shawn only brought Fans and Zero, if Nora is Zero, then who is Fans? Why would soone of this level catch Kieran Shawn’s eye?"
After reading the first question, Nora suddenly smiled, but a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes, a faint killing intent.
"If I’m going to recomnd you to Kieran Shawn, Kieran can see sothing in you too." Nora’s smile was a bit chilly, her brows teeming with aggression; her voice was cold and harsh, "Who is Fans? Haven’t you bastards already dug up everything about her? After harassing her with calls all night, you now pretend to play dumb?"
Netizens: ???
Is it really okay to curse people live??
Of course—
Yes!
Curse away! It’s satisfying!
Those who dox the young lady are goddamn bastards, no doubt!
Cry, cry, cry, their God Z is as domineering as ever!
Completely ignoring the bullet comnts, Nora leisurely continued reading—
"2. Did Molly Forest leave CC Comics due to Zero’s grievance against UU, manipulating things behind the scenes?"
Raising an eyebrow, Nora seed to find sothing amusing.
She retorted: "Am I so idle that I didn’t manipulate your entire family behind the scenes?"
Pedro Langley: "..."
There were about ten questions.
Pedro couldn’t bear to listen anymore, couldn’t stop her face to face, and sensibly stepped away to the living room to get a drink of water.
If this were an artist from his company and they dared to say such things during a livestream, they’d be blacklisted before the stream ended.
Luckily, Nora had the identity of Zero backing her up.
So—
No one criticized her.
[How is my goddess so sharp-tongued?]
[There’s a reason this beauty isn’t popular in the entertainnt industry. Haha, with that temper, it’s a wonder she isn’t famous there—that’s why her reputation is so bad!]
[Honestly, it’s a good thing Zero stays hidden in the manga world; otherwise, her reputation might be just as bad as in the entertainnt circle. My goodness, her mouth is too savage...]
[Go hard! Go strong! Don’t hold back!]
[Ahhhh so excited, I have a masochistic tendency, this is making my blood boil!]
[Keep going, don’t stop ahhhh!]
[The Zero who clashed with everyone a few years ago is back. Just for this, I believe she’s Zero!]
...
"9. Is it true that you confronted Isabella Hart at the comic convention?"
After reading this question, Nora squinted slightly, seemingly pondering.
After a long while, she glanced at the cara, "What did I say?"
The audience responded eagerly.
Imdiately, the phrase [Forget about asking for guidance. So people still aren’t qualified.] filled the screen.
Nora saw it and was slightly taken aback, vaguely recalling sothing like that.
She raised her eyebrows with inexplicable confidence, showing brilliance, wild and arrogant. She emphatically retorted, "Is there a wrong word in what I said?"
!!!!
Arrogant!
Bold!
Confident!
The montary confident smile directly shot through the screen into everyone’s hearts.
The audience behind the screen couldn’t help but exclaim in awe.
Even many older folks who joined the fun couldn’t help but remark—
"This beauty has such a strong personality!"
"That’s the kind of arrogance we like to see!"
"Wow, though she’s still young, she truly deserves the title of ’God’!"
...
The words Nora threw at Isabella Hart wouldn’t have the sa impact if said by anyone else.
Others would think she is arrogant, proud, conceited.
But—
She is Zero!
Standing at the pinnacle of the comic circle, a god-level figure many comic artists look up to!
Teach her?
Soone like Isabella Hart, not qualified enough?!
Thus, there was not a single wrong word. Not a single punctuation mark was wrong.
[ZZZZZZZZZZ God! My mom says I should be a fan of yours for life!]
[This personality suits my taste perfectly!]
[Exactly! Exactly! Whatever you say is right! Always right!]
[From now on, whether you are Zero or Nora Scott, I’m a fan! Go go go, I’m going to vote for you!]
...
Nora didn’t think much of it, and after responding, her gaze fell on the last question.
"10. Explain your reaction in the video where you seed clueless about Zero."
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