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Chapter 27 The Book-piercer is sabotaging
When you draw, Yuyou is really serious.
Her expression was focused, as if the painting in front of her was everything to her.
The neat and smooth lines quickly outlined the outline of the little boy's facial features. Youyou moved very quickly, and every trace of pen and ink was just right, making it almost impossible to pick out a single mistake.
Not long after, a naughty and energetic young man suddenly appeared on the paper. Youyou made some adjustments, then put down the pen and said to the young man.
"It's painted."
The little boy, that is, the serious/truly funny ratio, is rubbing his heels secretly at the moment, and a group of netizens are talking about Dashan's Weibo big V, and they are stunned when they hear the words.
He looked at his watch, it was only half an hour.
Slightly suspicious, he stood up from the small bench, Jin Mo took a step, and walked with his long legs in a few steps, beside Youyou.
I saw the person on the drawing board, who was very similar to him but not too different. Jin Mo touched his nose and secretly thought that he didn't have it, so let's get rid of childishness, okay?
He leaned slightly closer to the little girl.
Jin Mo turned his head sideways and was amazed.
At close range, the girl's perfect facial features with whitening and filters are exposed naked, naked, and naked. Beneath his eyelids, Jin Mo has never seen it before. A person's plain face can be seen clean and easy to see. so?
This pure natural beauty.
It's not like those artificial beauties covered in plastic smell.
I shouted in my heart, so cute, so cute, I want to kiss and want to bite, Jin Mo coughed dryly, and her cheeks were pink with unknown meaning - ah, ah, my girlish heart, I really want to kiss her and hold her up high. Gao, keep kissing.
"Uh, don't you like this picture?"
Seeing the little boy frowning and staring at her all the time, as if dissatisfied, Youyou pursed his lips, looked at the drawing board and then at the little boy, in a disappointed way.
"If you are not satisfied, I can draw another one without charging."
"what?"
Realizing that her attitude made the little girl misunderstood, Jin Mo quickly waved his hand and took down the painting himself.
"No, no, I like it."
Simply love it.
Suddenly, on the screen of the mobile phone, he swiped the hot comment with a lot of replies, Jin Mo looked at Youyou, his gentle voice was like coaxing a child.
"Can the little girl paint that kind of color? It's super-like."
"Color lead?"
He tilted his head and took off the top layer of the toolbox. Youyou pointed to the bottom layer. There were all kinds of pens neatly placed, with a very sincere expression.
"If that's the case, I will."
"Brother, do you want to draw? It's two hundred for a piece, it's super super cheap."
Follow the system's reminder to set the price.
One color lead painting is equal to ten sketches. Youyou's eyes are rolling, his eyebrows are curved, and his smile is brilliant.
"Okay, okay."
The body answered before the brain. After Jinmo regained his senses, he pointed to his face, and his expression was a little silly.
"Also, still draw my face, okay?"
"Um."
Nodding his head, he chose one from the drawing paper, which was of high quality. Youyou closed his eyes and thought about it, and then he focused on drawing.
And Jin Mo moved the small bench to Youyou's side.
He just ignored the image, curled up his whole body, looked at Youyou and the drawing board, and praised Youyou to the sky with fans/netizens.
The blogger has no ink to return this morning:
'Tell you, the little girl has no makeup, she's really good-looking, and her body is still fragrant, her eyelashes are very long, flickering, and very sultry. ’
'Well, this is the painting process you want to see, how about it, the little girl's hands are very white and tender, very beautiful, do you want to kiss? ’
'Suddenly took a group photo, the little girl didn't notice hehe. ’
'Ha, you don't have to envy this blogger, the luck of this blogger has always been unmatched by stupid mortals like you. ’
A series of ostentatious words made many netizens shout to kill the blogger. However, as Youyou's paintings gradually took shape, a group of netizens suddenly uploaded a series of photos from Jinmo. matter.
The rough man walking on the street in slippers: 'I'm going to be like this, the vulgar blogger who used to talk about pornography and eloquence is still a little kid? ’
'That's right, the blogger will return my middle-aged greasy uncle, I hate it. ’
‘Upstairs, the thick, thin-skinned and tender-fleshed little brother is much better than some middle-aged, lewd, petty uncle? ! ...Ah, ah, today is really lucky to find two beauties one after another, happy? ! ’
The topic was gradually deviated, and more and more people continued to join.
Today Mo found out that his Weibo has been searched on the top, and there are many colleagues in the industry who continue to forward his Weibo to promote the popularity...
Only then did he realize that the situation was getting out of hand.
Angrily closing the phone, Jin Mo looked at the little girl who was still kept in the dark and didn't know anything, and was suddenly at a loss for words.
I didn't turn on phone anymore, just watched the girl and the drawing board intently.
One hour, two hours, Jin Mo bought two bottles of water for Youyou and himself, and when Youyou finished painting, the sky was already a little dark.
"Yes, I'm sorry little girl, please forgive me, I, I..."
Taking over the painting and apologizing to the girl, Jin Mo stammered, which was not at all unfavorable.
In the end, Jin Mo, who was in a hurry, escaped directly under Youyou's gaze.
'What's up with him? ’
Staring in the fog, the young boy ran away in a panic, Youyou's eyes flashed, and after seeing the bulging purse, he smiled sweetly.
'Xi Xi, when I return to the source world, I must show off to Bai Qu, I will also make money and be able to support myself. ’
【…】
Host, it's still too early to say these words now, oh hello? !
All the painting items such as paper, pen and ink are neatly placed in the toolbox. Youyou, who is in a good mood, doesn't know yet, because of those videos on the Internet, Lingya is now anxious/uneasy/flustered/uncomfortable. .
In the spacious and bright practice room, Ling Ya shrunk in the corner, her eyes were red, and she looked at Weibo with a masochistic expression of praise or scolding.
Ling Ya thought, she must be ill, otherwise, why would she feel uncomfortable because others praise Youyou?
In the comments on Weibo, the words of praise or derogation, each of which made Ling Ya choked up, and those words of teasing and ambiguous confession of love,
It even made Lingya unacceptable.
Yoyo is hers, hers, how could he/they say that? !
What do you want to kiss, want to hug, and even say that Youyou and that man match up, what kind of vision does he/they have? !
She pursed her lips and clicked into the Weibo titled This Morning You Ye Mo No Return. Ling Ya read the video pictures and the blogger's words and replies several times over and over again, and the more she watched, the more she couldn't stop. down trend.
"Hate...! Hate...! Hate...!"
After saying three dislikes in a row, Ling Ya disliked this blogger very much, and at the same time, Ling Ya also complained/blamed Youyou.
She wondered why Youyou went out to paint, not in the house, wondered why Youyou let others close to her and smiled so sweetly, and even more wondered why Youyou wanted others to discover her goodness and make others like her.
A heart was tugging repeatedly like a mess, Ling Ya bit her lower lip, and she lost her mind to exercise.
After exiting Weibo and entering other communication interfaces, Ling Ya saw Youyou and did not send any information to her, feeling extremely complicated.
Why?
Why didn't she call and explain to her?
Didn't she know that she would be angry and jealous?
Is it because she doesn't care about her feelings at all?
Ling Ya's dejected appearance made Fu Shu, who was leaning outside the door, raise his eyebrows slightly.
——Actually, Ling Ya's feelings for Bai Youyou, Fu Shu, who is a book-wearer, knows clearly.
In the heart of the heroine Ling Ya, the heroine Bai Youyou is her property.
They are Qingmei, they grew up together and never separated, and Ling Ya never thought of letting go of Bai Youyou's hand.
Ling Ya's desire to control Bai Youyou is too strong, she forced herself to grow up, but she panicked that Bai Youyou had become unfamiliar to her in a place she didn't know.
So even though it was her, when dealing with Ling Ya and Bai Youyou's emotional problems, she could only slow down and break up them slowly.
Hooking his lips and stepping into the door, Fu Shu pretended to be surprised and looked at Ling Ya, as if he had seen something incredible.
"you?"
Approaching Ling Ya step by step, Fu Shu's attitude was very gentle.
"What happened to you? Who bullied you? Tell me? Huh?"
Lingya: …
How could she see her embarrassed appearance again?
Standing up from the ground in embarrassment, Ling Ya did not answer Fu Shu's words. Instead, she asked her for leave: "Can I ask for a two-day leave if I have something to do?"
Fu Shu was stunned when he heard the words, then nodded.
"Yes, yes, but is it convenient to tell me the reason?"
reason?
Does she want to lift someone up with a kiss?