Young Master, Don't Bother Me

"The Royal ornament is plagiarized

"How dare you call a big name? Is it a line of plagiarism? "

Royal decoration of the official micro almost fell, tens of thousands of forward comments curse.

Some royal fans speculate whether the official micro was stolen, or whether the Royal ornament used the same hand-painted picture as Milo jewelry. It's another secret. It was drowned by the curse before it was popular.

"Xiaojing, isn't Kaoling a flower freezing his head? Or the person in charge of the promotion of the new products of the Royal decoration thinks his life is too long. " Even Su Yue could not understand Leng Yu's practice.

The next day, the plagiarism spread throughout the jewelry circle.

The impact is hard to predict, even more serious than Luo Xiaojing imagined. When she saw the amount of reading doubled, her heart was cold.

Click!

The olive stone that is being cut splits a small piece under the knife. Luo Xiaojing turns off the machine in a hurry.

When the sculptor was distracted in cutting, she made a big mistake. She immediately put the direction of the broken olive stone close to the light to see.

It's not the cleavage surface, but the knife accidentally cuts off an insignificant corner. Luo Xiaojing breathes a sigh of relief, takes off her gloves, picks up her mobile phone and opens her microblog.

A voice in her heart tells her not to be cheap, but Luo Xiaojing, who has been an iron powder for five years, can't control it at all.

Fingers trembling in the mobile phone screen point moving, she first opened the Royal decoration of the official micro.

The first item on the front page, comments have reached 60000, Luo Xiaojing turned over, are scolding the Royal decoration.

"When the powder turns black, plagiarism is unforgivable."

"Plagiarize the emperor and get out of the jewelry circle."

Luo Xiaojing is angry and anxious. However, no one will believe that Milo stole her hand-painted picture now that she is talking about breaking the sky. She will only be regarded as a water army for the Royal ornaments.

Leng Yu's microblog was not spared either. Under the microblog that he once voiced for Luo Rou, from several hot comments, was the design of the great God stolen? Who provoked the great God and turned it into a textbook slap? Dare to say that others cheat, you are the biggest liar and so on.

"Why silence? It's OK to explain. If other people don't believe it, fans will believe you. "

Luo Xiaojing wants to rush into the screen and send a microblog for Leng Yu.

She doesn't understand why the Royal ornaments have been pushed to the top of the storm, and why the official micro and the great God of the Royal ornaments can keep silent.

This will be taken as the default.

Luo Xiaojing holds his mobile phone and points Leng Yu's head with his fingers: "the brain of the great God has really entered the whole Pacific Ocean."

"My brain volume is not that big. The Pacific Ocean can't hold it."

Neck a hot, burning breath let Luo Xiaojing suddenly back.

“BOSS？” Big God likes to play this kind of sudden attack, every time is still quiet, let her have no defense.

The scorching heat turned into a clear, Luo Xiaojing panicked stand up, mobile phone back to behind, kowtow: "you, how do you come?"

"I've come to see if my staff are slacking off. It's true."

Leng Yu's condescending shadow envelops Luo Xiaojing. When she is caught, she has no way to argue and can only sigh in her heart.

Now the Royal ornament is deeply involved in plagiarism, but the great God makes her feel at ease to carve. How can she feel at ease?

The olive stone she picked out by herself has been taken back to the carving room for a long time, but the hand drawing makes Luo Xiaojing worried, not even in the mood of carving.

"You are not a fan of Royal ornaments now. You are my sculptor now." Glancing at Luo Xiaojing, Leng Yu pulls a chair and sits beside Luo Xiaojing.

The cool voice reminds Luo Xiaojing to concentrate on her work. Glancing at Luo Xiaojing, her hands are still behind her back, Leng Yu reaches out his hand to her: "give it to me."

Reluctantly put the mobile phone into Leng Yu's palm, she took the mask and sat in front of the machine.

The general design drawing has been drawn on the olive stone, and several angles are almost cut. The cutting steps have not changed, but are still soaked in water. Carefully stick into the rapidly rotating blade, and cut out the general outline while looking for the angle according to the design drawing drawn on the olive stone.

Luo Xiaojing has done this job thousands of times, but today she is shaking her hands because Leng Yu is supervising the work beside her.

No discomfort, just think of Leng Yu is sitting on the side will think of hand-painted plagiarism, she wants to reduce Leng Yu's sense of existence, let yourself concentrate, but that is God, she can't ignore.

After cutting the last angle, Luo Xiaojing took off the machine and took off the mask: "boss, are you going to sit here all the time?"

Leng Yu shrugged: "no?"

This is the first time he saw Luo Xiaojing cutting olivine. He hated noise, but at this moment he thought the hum of the carving machine was wonderful. Luo Xiaojing's black overalls seemed strange, but he thought they complemented his black suit.

The dust mask covered most of her face, and her clear eyes were as bright as crystal. When she focused on cutting the olive stone, her eyelashes vibrated gently, like wings across her heart, leaving no trace.She cuts olive stones as fast as drawing hand-painted pictures. If you miss a glance, you will miss her angle adjustment. The original feeling of Xinyi is that she can't stop. The more she looks, the more addictive she will be.

Leng Yu certainly wants to see more, but Luo Xiaojing

She strained her small face, carving room does not welcome you, a few big words written on the face.

"It's not impossible." Luo Xiaojing pause or said, "but boss in this very affect my work efficiency."

"You can think of me as transparent."

"I can't do it." Luo Xiaojing is straightforward, "I will think of abundant hand-painted pictures, and the curse of Royal ornaments on Weibo."

Now that she had said it, she simply said it happily, holding the cut olive stone in her hand: "boss, I want to know how the Royal Ornament will deal with it?"

"Sue Miro for plagiarism."

"But what about the evidence?"

Leng Yu is not salty: "still looking."

She was almost spitting blood.

The new design is Luo Xiaojing's, she can't stay away from it, and tightly grasp the olivine, she sincerely said: "boss, I'm just an ordinary person, when I see they scold the Royal ornament plagiarism, I will be angry, and I will worry when the Royal ornament is waiting to die without any response. I think when I eat, I think when I go to sleep, even when I carve, I don't have your strong mental quality. I think if this goes on, you can't give me a month to carve, and I can't satisfy you. "

The cold Yu's deep brow moved: "are you worried about the Royal ornaments, or Worried about me? "