The Past of Sugar Flower Sauce

Staring at the 100% faithful reproduction of the three-dimensional selfies of a lewd nun, a seductive queen, a pure and alluring girl, and a hungry maid, Lu Qing opened his mouth, his hands hovering in mid-air, unable to speak for a long time.

"Boss? Boss, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Boss, don't ignore me."

"Boss, are you satisfied with this material?"

"Boss, do you want to see more in the future? If so, I'll push it to you right away. Hehe, I've set Tang Hua as a top special attention. Why don't you do the same?"

Several minutes passed in this way, and Lubia was so excited that she kept chattering like a little devil.

"..."

Unlike the previous "wine glass legs," "little bird legs," "comic legs," etc.—

Tang Hua's legs were exceptionally standard "supermodel legs·Plus," full of flesh, tightly marked by the garter belt at the thigh root, giving a visual impact that completely outshone the virtual images of the second dimension.

Of course, this was not the only weapon of the female bodhisattva.

Her exclusive trademark was the dizzying G-H cup breasts.

If an ordinary person claimed to reproduce the illustrations of characters with oversized breasts from the second dimension, the audience would certainly tease, "What about the chest? Do you need padding?" However, in Tang Hua's case, it could only be said that the real thing was bigger, more solid, and more substantial than the pictures.

What was most terrifying was that, according to the body proportion, normal women with oversized breasts would usually have a slightly plump figure and would not look good in clothes, as the chest would push up the clothes, making the whole look very bulky.

But Tang Hua was different. What was absurd about her was that her A4 waist (width matching an A4 paper) was as standard as a fitness coach's, her arms and shoulders were slender and smooth, and her hips were shaped like she had trained, with an S-curve that was almost perfect. Even with the most critical standards, there was no flaw to be found.

Of course, the clothes she wore were also well thought out. Although they were cosplay outfits, they mainly consisted of chest-hugging sweaters and tight tops that exposed the waist. They naturally gathered in, without any "cow-like" feeling, only making people feel dizzy while wondering where their eyes should focus: the chest, the legs, the waist, or the hips.

Without comparison, there would be no concept.

When Lu Qing finally realized that the female bodhisattva's figure could reproduce those exaggerated second-dimensional images of oversized breasts one-to-one, a terrifying thought emerged in his mind—

"This person... wouldn't she have designed these original second-dimensional illustrations by looking at herself in the mirror?"

This guess, once it appeared, was terrifying to contemplate.

Clicking on Tang Hua's homepage, he found her personal introduction: "Newbie artist, irregularly doodling, hope everyone can guide me a lot."

If he hadn't read the introduction, Lu Qing would have thought her main job was a welfare princess.

"Well, this is the case of ten years of drawing without recognition, and one COS makes the world know, right?"

Tang Hua's number of fans probably started to soar when she posted her first selfie without showing her face.

Following the timeline clearly, two years ago, Tang Hua registered a Twitter account.

Her original illustrations were still immature, not very high-quality, at least not comparable to her in-house manga illustrator, Lubia.

After that, Tang Hua posted doodle works at a frequency of about 4-5 per month, but her early works were those ordinary, featureless second-dimensional girls, which naturally did not attract much attention.

Later, for some reason, she seemed to have a moment of enlightenment and stopped drawing flat-chested and normal-sized illustrations...

Visibly, the characters in her illustrations became larger and larger.

Strangely, as they became larger, her drawing skills seemed to improve...

Lu Qing could see that she had gone from being hesitant and not knowing where to start, to suddenly becoming very natural.

"What exactly has she experienced?"

He couldn't figure it out.

Starting from a year ago, Tang Hua's works gradually evolved into a specialty of oversized-breasted girls, the lines becoming smoother, and it was clear that she became more confident.

Her number of fans began to slowly grow, until that day—

She posted her first COS selfie without showing her face, based on her favorite setting.

[This is a COS photo of Tang Hua's original setting, trying to reproduce it with a nervous heart... I hope everyone will like it...]

The caption was in this cautious style, while the photo itself was hot enough to make people's eyes pop out.

Gray chest-hugging sweater, white ultra-short hot pants, exposed A4 waist, hands gently lifting the black long straight hair, long and straight big legs...

Everything pushed her towards a straight path to the password of traffic.

The total number of comments and reposts under that post exceeded 200,000, and otakus passionately called her "the female bodhisattva."

"Post more! Please, please! I'll burn incense for you!"

"It's beautiful, I love it, stop thinking about your drawings, just post selfies from now on!"

"Tang Hua is so hot, may I ask, is your side job a fitness coach?"

"What exactly do you eat to grow such a chest... is it natural?"

"Bodhisattva, how much?"

As Lu Qing saw, there were normal people among the fans' comments, but also those without manners, and even some women who were jealous and verbally attacked—

"A bus, huh? Hehe, can't draw properly, so you can only do borderline stuff?"

"Otaku money is the easiest to make, right? Stinky bitch, don't embarrass us artists, look at yourself in the mirror, why don't you dare show your face, don't you know?"

"Sisters, let me tell you, she must be ugly, not confident, so she only shows her body to men! Hmph, women are all the same, who doesn't have an extra something. And, her pictures must all be P-ed, just an ugly woman."

"I'm a photography major... I can tell her COS isn't heavily edited. But I have a question, are these really 'selfies'?"

"Isn't there a man beside her taking the photos for her? Pretending she doesn't have a boyfriend, labeling it as a selfie, but in reality, she's already ridden by thousands, isn't she? Those shrimp-headed men don't know anything and are just licking randomly, it's really funny."

"..."

Obviously, the XXN's aggressiveness was not to be underestimated, even a bodhisattva couldn't withstand it.

As the number of fans gradually increased, the malice Tang Hua faced also gradually spread.

Like a black ocean, it swallowed her bit by bit.

Since then, she no longer posted original illustrations.

Instead, like being corrupted, she only posted selfies, only posted COS without showing her face.

She also no longer, like before, occasionally posted some real-life self-talk dynamics like a little girl writing a diary.

She began to become silent, started reaping traffic, and to earn some traffic fees, she constantly rode the coattails of popular characters, cosplaying non-original characters.

"The cold and lewd female bodhisattva" became her image in the public eye. Since she no longer replied to anyone, the insults and curses posted in the comments to attract attention naturally decreased.

Perhaps she no longer looked at the comments, but Lu Qing still left a message under her earliest selfie—

"Life is tough, don't forget your original intention."

...

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