Chapter 48 has always been affectionately with her

In order to earn some pocket money, Tang Xiaoqing has learned to broadcast live a few times, but each time there are only a few dozens of viewers, and the few dollars of reward money earned are not even enough for Internet fees.

Unexpectedly, the president of Luda was also hidden in those dozens of audiences.

It's a pity that such a big rich man doesn't give a reward!

Tang Xiaoqing shook her head and said helplessly: "Let's be honest, I don't like to eat duck blood vermicelli soup at all, I ate it in the live broadcast to advertise his family, I ate a meal for free, and I charged them a hundred yuan." ”

"In that case, let's eat somewhere else-" Lu Chengsi couldn't cry or laugh.

"Let's eat it like this." Tang Xiaoqing was too lazy to move again, "Anyway, thank you today!" ”

She didn't expect him to come to the hospital to look for her.

I didn't expect that he would deliberately bring himself to this kind of place to eat duck blood vermicelli soup.

Although I don't like to eat, I still have a little touch in my heart.

But moved is moved, she will not really fall in love with Lu Chenghe.

An Weidong also had a lot of small details that moved her back then, and in the end, didn't she say that she would split her legs?

From childhood to adulthood, she understood that others are unreliable.

Even if you fall and eat, don't wait for others to help you, wipe your mouth yourself, get up quickly and move on.

Tang Xiaoqing, who was originally a little depressed, sat up straight all of a sudden when she thought of this, picked up her chopsticks and took a big gulp.

Even if the sky falls, don't you still have to live?

To live you have to eat!

Lu Chengsi only tasted one bite, then put down his chopsticks and didn't touch the duck blood vermicelli soup again.

However, admiring Tang Xiaoqing, who was struggling to eat, made him watch it with relish.

After eating, Tang Xiaoqing picked and sold some suitable painting materials from several nearby stationery stores.

Originally, when those two drawings were destroyed by Tang Shishan, she had already collapsed.

She paints very slowly, and it takes at least three or four days to repaint those two paintings, even if she doesn't sleep.

The manuscript will be handed in tomorrow afternoon, and even if it drives her crazy, she won't be able to draw it.

But at this point, she regained her former passion.

It's easy to have such an opportunity to become a full-time illustrator, and you must not give up until the last minute.

It's too late to draw a color draft, but if you put it together, you can always draw two black and white drafts.

Although I can't hand in the original manuscript tomorrow afternoon, I should still have hope if I bring two black and white drafts and talk to the interviewer of Painted Heaven about the specific situation.

Lu Chengsi has always accompanied her affectionately.

In the small alley next to the noisy and lively campus, holding her hand in and out of small shops, just like those student couples, made him feel very interesting.

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In the lakeside villa, the lights are bright.

After a few days of preparation, Lu Chengsi has collected a lot of flaws in Zhao Jiadong, and it is time for Shun Teng to catch him.

He's always busy in front of the computer.

Zhao Jiadong has already smelled the crisis, and he may fight to the death at any time, and the longer it drags on, the more likely it is that he will fight back.

Lu Chengsi wants to settle Zhao Jiadong as soon as possible!

When Lu Chengsi was busy, Tang Xiaoqing was also struggling to paint.

I was not satisfied with several drafts in a row, and I couldn't get back the feeling of painting those two works.

Because the painting is a character, not Tang Xiaoqing, who was born in a professional class, is difficult to grasp the structure of the character without a model.

When I first painted those two paintings, I was also a temporary model made by La Tangkai.

After working for more than an hour, Tang Xiaoqing couldn't help it, walked to Lu Chenghei's side, and said anxiously: "Lu, Mr. Lu, can I trouble you to do me a favor?" ”