Chapter 169 (1/2)

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We all know that inspiration is hard to come by. Besides, as a world-class designer, we tacitly choose to keep quiet. Even the comments in the studio are much less.

Shhh! Let's not disturb Hades! 】

- [an -- Jing -- don't whisper secretly! 】

- [(ultra-low voice) it's so introverted that I'm nervous. Can Hades design a new work for a year? 】

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With a few strokes, he sketched out a suit of clothes, threw the draft paper aside and drew the next one

The inspiration that has dried up for a long time seems to be inexhaustible at this time. Countless wonderful ideas are constantly pouring out.

Li Jianyu let the photographer change an angle, just can take pictures of all the people in the living room, but won't get the manuscript.

Hai 7's brothers covered their mouths one by one, and they didn't even dare to breathe hard.

Xiangyi is also very nervous, but shisui is the most calm one. She gives her a soft pillow and the little girl hugs her tightly.

Looking at the wonderful designs, Roman's tears fell down.

It's a miracle!

No -

it's a miracle!

At this moment, the Muse, who is in charge of art, kisses the fingertips of Xiangqi, and the Banshee in the deep sea crawls at his feet and plays the sounds of nature for him.

This process is slow and fast.

About 20 minutes later, xiangqi lost his pen and lay on his back on the ground. He took a deep breath.

The brain stings unceasingly, but the spirit is incomparably excited.

Xiangyi is busy throwing away the pillow, kneeling beside him, pressing his temples and eyebrows for him.

With her professional massage technique, I feel headache relieved a lot, followed by a deep fatigue, he rubbed the palm of the girl's palm, like coquettish nonsense: ”remember to make me fried pork sausage with hot pepper I want some pudding and... ”