Ding Ling's sculpture.
In the end, it was randomly sent to a netizen.
Of course, the netizen immediately said he would personally come to Nan City to pick it up and didn't want it mailed or couriered.
An item this precious, something that could most likely change an ordinary family's life—mail it? Send it by courier? How could he feel at ease?
He had to collect it in person.
Only then would he feel secure.
The livestream ended.
Zheng Jiahui and the others immediately began editing the video before uploading it online.
It had only been online for a few minutes.
The number of likes and views skyrocketed, quickly reaching the hundreds of millions!
Those numbers were enough to make even many superstars gasp.
They couldn't achieve such terrifying figures.
Even if they cheated and bought views, they wouldn't dare inflate the numbers that much.
'This is what a true top celebrity looks like! His drawing power is terrifying!'
'If Ding Ling came to make a movie, how explosive would the box office be?'
'Exactly. Just imagine—if Ding Ling said he would randomly choose a netizen based on the movie tickets of those who watched his film and send them a painting he had drawn himself, how many people in the Middle Kingdom, or even the entire world, do you think would go see his movie?'
"Gasp~~~"
The famous director sucked in a breath. For a moment, he seemed to see tens of billions in box-office revenue flying past him.
No.
It might be more than tens of billions!
One only had to look at Ding Ling's current drawing power. The moment he started his livestream, hundreds of thousands of people immediately flooded in.
And that was because Ding Ling didn't sell products.
If he did...
He could definitely