The rich and powerful: The story of the counterattack of the house girl

Chapter 35 Comics Contest

Lai Xiaocai felt as if her most cherished thing was suddenly smashed to pieces by someone else.

Obviously, in the hearts of every manga artist, their works are like their own children, and they will never hand over their children to some irresponsible people easily, nor can they tolerate others criticizing their children in front of them, right? , perhaps this is the inherent arrogance of every original author, which is beyond the comprehension of those philistine businessmen.

Forget it, just pretend that you didn't receive any invitation letter in the first place, don't be spoiled by such things, let alone dampen your enthusiasm, just do whatever you want.

Lai Xiaocai tried hard to adjust her emotions, but she still couldn't help being a little disappointed, and couldn't hide a feeling of hopelessness, which made her unable to cheer up all day, but fortunately, Ling Xi didn't wake up for the first time this whole day. Come to pester her, which allows her to sit alone in the rose garden in the backyard with her drawing board in her arms, while she immerses herself in sketching and wants to be alone.

After drawing until sunset and a dazzling cloud of burning fire filled the sky, Lai Xiaocai looked up and realized that it was getting late. At some point, Ling Xi had come to her and put her coat on her body casually: "Hey , I said, great painter, you forget to sleep and eat so much when you paint? Don’t you know when it’s time for dinner?”

Dahuangya also flicked his tongue and ran to Lai Xiaocai's feet and spun around twice. Lai Xiaocai couldn't help but reach out and touch its golden-haired head, stretched his waist and slammed his mouth: "I'm sorry, I don't know. I feel like this is the time, time flies so fast.”

"Hurry up and go back to the house, it's windy at night."

"Oh."

For some reason, after so many days, Lai Xiaocai has gradually gotten used to Ling Xi's care, just like her own relatives, plus Ling Xi's humorous language on weekdays can always make her laugh at the right time, so now she only needs to Seeing his face, the unhappiness in my heart disappeared, which is very strange.

"What? Are you unhappy?" Ling Xi casually dug a piece of her favorite creme brulee into her plate.

"A little bit" Lai Xiaocai subconsciously lowered her head and blurted out.

"Why?" Ling Xi thought she would cover it up, but he was surprised to be so frank.

"Because..." Lai Xiaocai hesitated for a while, thinking about how to make a long story short, and suddenly belatedly remembered if Ling Xi would be angry if she found out that she was staying up late on weekdays doing other jobs, so she stopped immediately Yes, and stammered: "Some people say that my comics are not good-looking."

"Then do you think it looks good?" Ling Xi raised his hand and handed a few scallops on the opposite plate to her, and then found a spoon to serve her soup.

"Of course I only paint because I think it looks good. If I feel boring, how can I start painting?" Lai Xiaocai explained excitedly.

Ling Xi put down the spoon and nodded: "That's quite reasonable, then if that's the case, it's fine if you like it yourself, why should you care what other people think?"

Lai Xiaocai paused again, hesitated for a while before replying in a low voice: "But...every author, of course, hopes that his work can be recognized and seen by more people."

"Is that so?" Ling Xi looked at her thoughtfully, then wiped her hands with a wet paper towel, and began to peel off the claws of the big lobster with the tools at hand, and asked casually, "Then do you know most of the lobsters? What kind of works should readers like?"

"This..." This question really stumped her. She tilted her head and pondered for a long time before finally saying vaguely: "Of course I can only represent myself. As for what other people think, what is their taste?" Of course, it also varies from person to person, this topic is too big.”

Lai Xiaocai obviously felt a bit of a headache and strenuous, frowned, bit her lip, her small face was wrinkled, like a kindergarten child who failed to solve a thinking question, which caused Ling Xi to chuckle.

"I'm just talking casually, don't think about it, just eat and eat." As he spoke, he threw the white lobster leg meat that he had just pulled out of his hand into Xiaocai's plate.

Lai Xiaocai looked down, and was instantly stunned by the full amount of food on her plate: "Hey, why did you pick up so many dishes for me?! I'm going to be fat like a pig!"

Ling Xi smiled with one hand on her chin and stared at her with crescent-like eyes: "It's good to be fat, I like baby fat, it feels soft to the touch, don't let go."

In an instant, Lai Xiaocai's face flushed again: "What nonsense are you talking about! Who asked you to touch it! Hooligan!"

Ling Xi immediately got up with a snickering smile: "Haha, I'm just talking casually, you should eat well, I'm already full and go upstairs~"

"You finished eating so quickly?" Lai Xiaocai was surprised.

"No, I've seen enough, who told you to be so beautiful and delicious."

"You!" Lai Xiaocai's face turned as red as a boiled egg again, which made him laugh again.

Ling Xi likes her shy and cute appearance the most, she is almost like a child, and people can't help but want to tease her. At some point, he felt that he could not resist the charm of this little house girl in front of him. Here it is, it's completely different from the school beauties and supermodels I dated before. Although the figure is not perfect, at least they are all original. Although the facial features are not outstanding, they still look quite impressive. feel comfortable.

Ah, by the way, this girl never knew how to dress up, she always had a plain face, and her kisses were so soft that there was no smell of cosmetics.More importantly, this girl's thought and mind are really pure, she looks like a junior high school student, tsk tsk, is it true that girls who like to draw cartoons are more childlike and innocent?

Back in her room, Ling Xi sat on her swivel armchair, turned left and right and laughed dumbfoundedly for a while, then recalled the phone call Lai Xiaocai made in the corridor during the day, and couldn't help lowering her head to think for a while, then she became curious He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number of his assistant.

"Ah, Linda, help me to check if you have time. Is there something called something?" Ling Xi tried hard to think for a while and said, "What is AN's comic company? Well, yes, it's called AN, ask for me." Let me know if they have another manga competition recently, um, help me adjust the list of personnel for that competition, yes, give it to me as soon as possible, preferably tomorrow, OK..."

(End of this chapter)