Chapter Seventy-Two: Oba Dragged Me with a Message

When Luo Yuci's fair-skinned and good-looking hand held her palm, a faint blush inevitably appeared on Park Ji-yeon's face.

"Little dinosaur, don't be in a daze, use some force on your wrist." Luo Yuci could feel that Park Ji-yeon's little hands were soft and collapsed, and she didn't use any strength at all, so she could only remind her.

"Oh, sometimes I think Oba you're really good, you can have so many things."

"Say, I'm a genius." When Luo Yuci said this time, his tone was a little joking: "However, this is because I took the time to learn, just like Sister Pei praised the little dinosaur for your good dancing talent, but if you don't practice well, it's still useless." ”

"Can I draw as well as you like Oba and you?"

"It's as easy as I am, you just have to practice more." Luo Yuci couldn't help but let go of Park Ji-yeon's softness, there was no difficulty in painting these things by herself, and Park Ji-yeon seemed to have an inexplicable attachment to painting, which made him very curious.

"By the way, why do you want to learn to draw so much, little dinosaur?"

"Because Ernies think what I draw is funny." Park Ji-yeon clenched her little fists without admitting defeat and continued: "So I must draw quietly, and then let all Ernie praise me!" ”

"The goal is ambitious, come on." Luo Yuci rubbed Park Ji-yeon's hair, said a word of encouragement, sat back on the chair, drank tea, and quietly watched Park Ji-yeon draw.

"Oba aren't you going to do your homework?"

"No, the code is not finished in a day, anyway, it is still a long time before it is handed in, and I am not in a hurry."

Luo Yuci shook his head, with a relaxed expression, there is a good saying, one person, one pen, one night, one miracle!

When I was an hour, Park Ji-yeon looked at the strange proportions of the rooster on her drawing paper, and hummed with satisfaction, although this painting is not very good compared to Luo Yuci, but it is already very good compared to her previous self, not to mention that she is still the first day of practice, maybe she is also a genius of painting! As soon as she thought of this, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Park Ji-yeon's mouth.

Luo Yuci didn't know what this person was laughing at, if he was a teacher, painting a rooster like this would definitely make him angry, and thus become no different from this rooster.

"Huh~, Oba, I'm going back, you can rest early."

For Park Zhiyan, who stood up and was about to go back, Luo Yuci picked up her masterpiece with some curiosity and shouted to her: "Little dinosaur, don't you take this painting back for the Nu people to admire?" Maybe they'll compliment you today. ”

"No, Oba, you're smiling as black as Cyglioni now, and if I bring it back, except for Enjing Oni, the other Ernnies will definitely make fun of me."

Park Ji-yeon said that she would not be fooled, as the so-called eating a trench grows a wisdom, every time Cyioni shows a black smile, she will be injured, so now her ability to distinguish the black belly has been qualitatively improved, although it will seem pitiful to say so.

"By the way, little dinosaur, you bring this ointment back, and let the angry ones apply it to their legs at night, and it's hard for you to practice dancing without me." Luo Yuci suddenly remembered something, got up and walked to the bedside table, took out an unopened pill box from the drawer, walked to Park Ji-yeon's side, and put it in her hand.

"Uh, Oba you know?" Taking the medicine box, Park Ji-yeon had a sneer on her face, as if a child who had done something wrong had been discovered by her parents.

"Of course I know, what Sister Jin told me, in fact, to be honest, the dance practice plan that Sister Pei arranged for you is just right, if you practice too much, it will be too much, and it will damage your body, but the gains outweigh the losses, after you go back, tell the people what I said to you again, and, little dinosaur, are you in the same room as Baolan Nu?"

"Hmm." Park Ji-yeon was repeating Luo Yuci's words in her mind, and when she heard the question, she suddenly came back to her senses and snorted.

"Then you can tell Baolan Nuna alone, let her be confident, everyone in the team is indispensable, don't have any thoughts of holding back." Luo Yuci tapped her chin, thought about it in her head, and added to Park Ji-yeon.

"I remembered, so I just said it." Park Ji-yeon nodded, and kept playing Luo Yuci's words in her mind, for fear that she wouldn't remember them all.

"Just as I said, and besides, I'm going to play songs the day after tomorrow, so don't practice secretly."

"Yu Ci, did he really say that?"

After Park Ji-yeon went back and repeated Luo Yuci's original words to Li Juli and the others, Xian Eunjing asked again with some emotion.

"That's right, Oba also said let's stop practicing secretly, if he finds out again, he will have to deduct his salary."

Oba said that wages were deducted, right? After thinking about it so many times in his head, he would definitely not be mistaken, Park Ji-yeon nodded firmly, not noticing that he had added something extra.

"I'll just say that Oba will definitely find out, but why does Oba always threaten people with wage deductions? Obviously there is no deterrent at all. Park Hyo-min opened the medicine box in his hand, and he couldn't figure it out, but if he really deducted it once, they wouldn't go to secretly practice dancing.

"So let's be honest for a few days, I feel that Yu Ci is a little serious." Park So-yeon's concluding remarks were agreed by others, and if this is to be discovered, it should not be possible to deduct wages, but nagging is definitely indispensable.

"Ernie, I haven't finished talking about it yet."

Park Ji-yeon looked at Jeon Bao-lan, who walked into the room in pajamas, and said to her with a mysterious expression.

"Not finished? So what else do we Xiao Zhiyan have to say? Quan Baolan sat down next to Park Ji-yeon with a smile, raised her hand and pinched her soft face, and asked curiously.

"It's not me who wants to say anything, it's Oba, he asked me to talk to Sapphire Oni alone."

"Yu Ci? What does Yu Ci have to explain to me alone? Is there something I've been doing badly lately? ”

Listening to Quan Baolan's words, Park Ji-yeon finally understood why Luo Yuci let herself talk to her alone, should he say that Oba's mind is really delicate, or does he really care about them?

"Oba said, let Sapphire Oni be confident, no one is holding back in this team, everyone is an indispensable part." Park Ji-yeon learned from Luo Yuci's tone and repeated his words word by word.