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Woo, I want the recommendation votes in the hands of my brothers, I'm about to be squeezed out of the new book, where are the tickets, where are the tickets?

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Dong Qiaoqiao said it subconsciously, but she didn't expect to be heard by Lin Wanrong, and she agreed to her casually, her face was shy, but she was also a little happy. After all, women love beauty, and it is their dream to be able to preserve their youth in the form of a canvas.

"Thank you, Childe." Dong Qiaoqiao said shyly.

Lin Wanrong smiled, wiped the back of her hand on her face, and said to Dong Rende: "Uncle Dong, what do you think?" ”

Dong Rende gave Lin Wanrong a thumbs up and said: "To you, son, what you didn't say, in addition to admiration, the little old man still admires." ”

Lin Wanrong finished drawing the rest of the illustrations in one go, this fake Miss Xiao has different expressions, but she is the same beautiful and moving, and she guarantees that those talented people will be fascinated.

Lin Wanrong finished drawing the last stroke, wiped it on his face again, and then grew up and said with a smile: "It's done, call it a day." ”

Dong Qiaoqiao looked at the portraits of the same woman with different shapes in the booklet, her face was full of envy, she glanced at Lin Wanrong, and suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wanrong was stunned by her laughter, but this girl is really good-looking when she laughs.

Dong Qiaoqiao took out a handkerchief from his arms, glanced at Lin Wanrong with a red face, bit his lip and came to Lin Wanrong's side, and the handkerchief stroked Lin Wanrong's face with a faint fragrance.

Lin Wanrong suddenly realized that it must be charcoal ash on her face that she would have such a move.

However, her hand startled Lin Wanrong. In this era, the defense of men and women is very strict, even if Dong Qiaoqiao was born in an ordinary family, but this action is too intimate, even in Lin Wanrong's era, only boyfriends and girlfriends will have such actions.

Don't think about me differently, then I'm dangerous, this talent is born to sit in the middle of things. Lin Wanrong thought shamelessly. In this day and age, to be honest, he is not ready to fall in love.

Lin Wanrong hurriedly took a step back, unconsciously rejected her kindness, naturally took her handkerchief, and said with a smile: "I'll just come by myself." ”

Dong Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, but also realized that she was wrong, her face turned red, Lin Wanrong hurriedly put the handkerchief on her nose and sniffed it gently, and said flirtatiously: "It's so fragrant!" ”

Dong Qiaoqiao knew that he was deliberately trying to resolve his embarrassment, so he smiled gratefully at Lin Wanrong.

However, frivolity is Lin Wanrong's nature, so there is no need to pretend about this.

Dong Qiaoqiao's face seemed to be stained with thick rouge, and he hummed softly and did not speak.

Lin Wanrong glanced at Lao Dong, but Lao Dong was indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Wanrong was a little annoyed in her heart, Xiao Nizi is not sensible, you are still ignorant when you are old. provoked Lao Tzu to get angry, and ate your baby girl in one bite, don't blame me.

This is not Lin Wanrong's hypocrisy, she is really relatively new to this world, and she is not psychologically prepared for falling in love, so she can only take her time.

The father and daughter didn't speak, but it seemed to be acting in a pantomime, Lin Wanrong wiped the dust on her face and was about to return it to Dong Qiaoqiao, but it was already stained with dust and black, and she was a little embarrassed to return it to her directly.

Dong Qiaoqiao smiled indifferently, took the handkerchief from Lin Wanrong's hand and said, "Childe, I'll do all the heavy work." ”

Seeing her natural demeanor, Lin Wanrong calmed down, and thought about it, do I feel too good about myself? It's so easy to have chicks upside down? However, this talented man is handsome and dashing, and it is not normal if there is no chick upside down.

After sketching with carbon black, Lin Wanrong asked Dong Qiaoqiao to take a brush and follow the marks of the sketch and sketch carefully, so as not to erase the carbon black.

This is a delicate job, even if it is a gourd drawing, the slightest mistake will destroy the whole picture.

Lin Wanrong didn't have time to tell Dong Qiaoqiao that he was a half-witted genius who couldn't use a brush at all, but Dong Qiaoqiao was also well-behaved and clever, although he didn't understand why Lin Wanrong didn't use a brush, but he didn't ask.

She carefully traced the sketch, and her little face was full of beads of sweat, afraid that she would accidentally destroy Lin Wanrong's original portrait.

Lin Wanrong had a faint touch in her heart, the unconditional trust of their father and daughter in herself made Lin Wanrong feel very warm, I really don't understand the era I live in, those mongrels who are cages to cheat old ladies of pension money, did they grow up eating shit?

Dong Qiaoqiao finally copied all the portraits, and her skillful hands made Lin Wanrong speechless, and even the roundness of the strokes was no different from what Lin Wanrong painted.

Lin Wanrong shook her head and sighed: "Qiaoqiao, you must not marry someone else as a wife, otherwise where would I find a skillful hand like you." ”

Lin Wanrong became familiar with her, so she didn't even save the word Miss, and directly called her Qiaoqiao.

Dong Qiaoqiao ran out with a red face, probably not understanding why Lin Wanrong, a merry talent, suddenly became so vulgar.

After finishing the manual, it was already noon, and handed over the manuscript to Lao Dong to find a printing company to photocopy it as soon as possible.

Lin Wanrong knew that the current photocopying technology was backward, but fortunately, there were not many pages in this small album, and it was good to be able to produce 500 copies in the afternoon and evening.

Lao Dong has lived in this city for many years, has a flexible mind and a wide range of contacts, which is exactly what Lin Wanrong values him.

Lao Dong was about to go out to photocopy the manuscript, Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly grabbed him and said: "Uncle Dong, you have to tell the printing company about this matter, and you must pay attention to confidentiality." In particular, this manuscript is extremely valuable, and it is very easy to imitate when it falls into the hands of someone else and prints it, so you must be careful. Manuscripts should be returned in a timely manner. ”

Lin Wanrong has promised a huge profit to Lao Dong, and there is no intellectual property protection in these years, if it is really pirated, it will really accompany him to lose all his money, and ask him to go where to cry out for injustice. In my own time, even with intellectual property protection, it was not the same as piracy. So he had to repeatedly tell Lao Dong to keep it secret.

Dinner was settled at Lao Dong's house, Lin Wanrong was alone, and there was only a cold stove when she went back, so it was better to chat with their father and daughter. Dong Qingshan also came back, his face flashing with excitement, obviously the initial results.

Dong Qiaoqiao really verified the name of Qiaoqiao again, although it is coarse tea and light rice, it is extremely delicious. Seeing that Lin Wanrong almost swallowed her tongue into her stomach, Dong Qiaoqiao covered her lips and smiled lightly, beautiful and simple, with a faint warm feeling.

After dinner, I accompanied Lao Dong to the printing shop to go around, sure enough, there is money to make the ghost grind, under the lure of promising twice the original price, more than 20 skilled workers in the printing house, overnight to start production, the boss patted his chest and promised that he would drive out 500 copies before dawn.

The printing technique here is still extremely ancient, the original manuscript is first rubbed onto kraft paper, and then inked onto the paper through kraft paper, and the handwriting is bound into a book after drying, the effect is worse, but the portrait and handwriting are still very clear.

This kind of handicraft workshop can produce 500 copies in an afternoon and one night, which is indeed the limit.