Free Web NovelThe final segment of the awards ceremony was, naturally, for everyone to 'take a photo' together.
Thus, the heavy responsibility of photography was handed to our best cameraman, Senior Brother Ouyang; his sketching and copying skills were comparable to a human printing press.
Everyone stood in front of the counter, each holding a small golden figurine, since even Xu Xiaoer received a 'Best Atmosphere Creator' award.
Oh...
Princess Xiao Jiang's hands were empty.
She clutched the corner of her skirt, standing not far away, holding her small basket, looking on with longing and envy.
She hadn't gone to the Listening Wind Pavilion with Li Dage.
So, she didn't get an award.
Actually, she really wanted a Little Li, and if someone didn't want theirs and threw it away, she would pick it up...
But looking at the glittering golden figurine, she probably wouldn't be able to wait for one...
Clang—
A small golden figurine suddenly fell to the ground.
Jiang Chulong looked up blankly.
But she saw Li Mo looking up at the sky, wondering strangely:
"Where's my little golden figurine?"
Jiang Chulong picked it up, and just as she was about to say something, she saw Li Mo wink at her again.
"Chu Long also has an award, you know."
"What... what is it?"
"Do you often pick up trash?"
"Mm... mm-hmm."
"Congratulations, you have played an exemplary role in the local environmental hygiene! This must be heavily rewarded!"
Actually, picking up trash was just Chu Long's personal hobby.
When she was pulled over, she was both happy and a little embarrassed.
Everyone stood together.
"Everyone smile."
Li Mo instinctively called out as he casually took the small golden figurine from Ice Cube's hand.
In his memories from before the confusion in the womb, his family used to take several family photos every year in his previous life.
Standing together with everyone now, it really felt like the atmosphere of taking family photos back then.
Emmmm
Thinking of smiling.
Li Mo looked at the smile-challenged person standing next to him—Ice Cube.
It's back, it's all back.
That feeling of scalp tingling.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Chulong turned her head, her delicate body also suddenly shivered.
Ying Bing's fake smile...
So scary!
How to quickly make Ice Cube smile? This might be the biggest challenge of this ceremony.
"I tried my best."
Ying Bing returned to her expressionless face, which surprisingly made her look softer.
"Hmm, you really tried hard..."
Li Mo wanted to say that smiling isn't something that can be solved with effort.
Telling jokes like last time definitely wouldn't work.
But.
He was a Genius, and a sudden inspiration gave him an idea.
Li Mo looked at the girl's slender and exquisite waist.
Girls all have a specific, very sensitive spot, guess what it is?
3...
2.....
1.....
That's right, it's the ticklish spot!
Li Mo took her by surprise, launching a sneak attack!
Smack...
Speaking of which.
Even though Ice Cube was cold, her touch was like soft jade and faint fragrance, quite comfortable...
"If it doesn't work, then don't draw me......."
Ying Bing's unfinished words abruptly stopped, swallowed back as she pressed her lips together.
A tingling sensation like an electric shock spread from her waist, flowing through her entire body like a current, making her fingers curl involuntarily, and even causing her to slightly retract her neck.
Looking down, the young man was looking up with an expectant expression.
"Did you smile?"
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Ying Bing didn't giggle.
"!"
Seeing the cold hint of displeasure in her Phoenix eyes, Xiao Li realized something.
It seems not all of my ideas are Genius ones, Xiao Li...
Damn it.
Sure enough, the next moment, the soft flesh on his side was twisted and rotated a hundred and eighty degrees.
Because of his sneak attack.
Ice Cube also stopped playing fair.
"Let go, let go, let go..... Hiss....."
Li Mo gasped, covering her cold little hand with a tearful expression, but the more he covered it, the tighter she pinched.
Qian Bufan couldn't bear to watch: "...... Alas."
Xue Jing laughed heartily: "Tsk tsk, hey..."
Shang Wu suddenly smiled with relief: "Haha..... You old hag."
Including Ouyang and Shen Yunfei, the older ones fell into contemplation.
Because they suddenly felt that if they appeared in the painting, they would probably, perhaps, seem quite redundant.
Jiang Chulong was a little anxious.
As for Xu Xiaoer... he revealed a look of wisdom.
Don't mind him, he's crazy.
Ouyang was still quick-witted, swiftly picking up his brush.
Thus, this scene was forever captured.
He even thoughtfully drew himself into the picture.
......
Night fell.
On the roof of the tavern.
"Was that my expression at the time?"
Ying Bing was somewhat lost in thought.
Looking at the portrait, the coldness in her eyes was gone, replaced by a slight hint of displeasure, as she forcefully twisted the soft flesh on Li Mo's waist.
Actually, this question needed no asking.
Elder Qian's helplessness, Elder Xue's contentment, Shang Wu's sour face, Jiang Chulong's cautiousness, everyone's tactical lean-back in the painting...
All were things that had just genuinely happened.
Especially him.
That look of covering his waist, gasping for cold air, his handsome face contorted.
It was all vivid in her mind.
"Go with the flow....."
Ying Bing took a sip of tea, the corner of her mouth slightly upturned.
Why be confused?
Wasn't she quite harmonious within this scene?
"But next time, I need to tell him not to casually touch a woman's....."
Ying Bing recalled that sensation, and goosebumps faintly appeared on her neck.
Speaking of which, the System wasn't acting up this time.
Why was it that when he touched her, it felt the same as when they were sparring with swords earlier.....
【Ding-dong—】
Hey hey hey, what a coincidence, wouldn't you say?
The System notification popped up again.
【Countdown to the next ranking comparison: One day.】
【Punishment content: Request the victor to caress over 80% of the area....】
Before.
Ying Bing originally thought nothing of it.
But the sensation from just now surged into her mind, yet it stubbornly refused to dissipate.....
Some things are just like that.
The more you try to forget, the more deeply rooted they become in your mind.
.........
On the other side.
At ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) the tavern's separate courtyard, by the dragon-tiger pill furnace.
"Alas....."
Li Mo sat with the painting on his knees, waiting for Senior Brother Xiao Bao and Xue Lao.
He planned to condense the last of the seven Mystic Cores today.
Then he could attempt the Heaven-Overturning style.
"What's wrong, Junior Brother Li?"
Ouyang passed by and saw him sighing.
He was somewhat puzzled.
How could someone like Junior Brother Li still have worries?
"I'm thinking, even a Genius can have problems with their thoughts."
"What kind of problem?"
Ouyang felt he was also a Genius, and much older.
He should be able to guide Junior Brother Li, to save this lost lamb.
"Senior Brother Ouyang, do you understand what a woman is thinking?"
"You've drawn so many beautiful women, you should be very knowledgeable in this area, right..... Senior Brother Ouyang?"
Li Mo sighed.
But he found that Senior Brother Ouyang had stopped talking.
He turned his head.
And saw Senior Brother Ouyang staring at him with dead fish eyes, filled with more resentment than a ghost.
"You old hag."
"Hmm??"
"I don't even talk about dating, what's so good about real-life women? The young ladies in paintings are much better."
"......"
Li Mo was silent.
Although he didn't know why Senior Brother Ouyang reacted so strongly.
But he seemed to have inadvertently given birth to the first 'two-dimensional' fanatic in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.....
Xiao Li changed the subject:
"By the way, Senior Brother Ouyang, why did you draw yourself into the painting?"
"Naturally, by controlling the brush with Qi."
"Huh?"
"Do you think controlling a sword with Qi is normal?"
"Normal."
"Then what's unreasonable about controlling a brush with Qi, making the brush draw automatically?"
"....... Makes sense."
