Chapter 3386
Half an hour later, a group of big masters cried for mercy: "young master, you can let us open the flat and fight. We are sure to go up the mountain and down the fire, but It's too hard to make greeting cards. We can't! "
Xiaobao airway, "who wants you to fight and kill! But it's such a simple manual work. Can't you do it? "
"Really not!"
"Yes, yes! It's much harder than hitting people! "
"Yes! When we were young, it was a luxury to have a meal and a book to read! How can you assign such a difficult homework as now? "
Xiaobao hates them for not fighting, so he yells for help from Gu Jinglian.
So he took the book and went to Gu Jinglian's study.
Gu Jinglian is practising calligraphy. Xiaobao pushes the door open and comes in. He climbs onto him with his hands and feet. He spreads the handmade paper and scissors in front of him and presses them on the rice paper. He reasonably asks, "uncle, make a greeting card for me!"
Gu Jinglian, "..."
He coldly looked at the ink stains knocked over by Xiaobao carelessly, and directly soaked them on the rice paper. He resisted the attack and asked, "you want to die?"
"Uncle, help!"
Xiaobao pitifully tugged at his sleeve and cried, "if you don't help me, I can't find anyone to help!"
"Do it yourself!"
"But I can't!"
Xiaobao said wrongly, "I can't use scissors. It's hard to learn..."
He bit his lips, pitifully stretched out his hands, his fingertips were covered with OK bandages, obviously cut by scissors!
Gu Jinglian twisted her eyebrows, and finally a little tension appeared in her eyes
"I I can't use scissors! So, always break your fingers! "
Gu Jinglian's lips twitched fiercely, impatiently, saying, "what a bother!"
However, even though he was so hard spoken, he picked up the scissors and snorted, "what do you want to do?"
"Greeting card!"
Xiaobao's bad smile, "three-dimensional!"
Three dimensional greeting card!?
Who will do it!?
Gu Jinglian's face is gloomy. She folds a piece of handmade paper into two parts, and then swipes with a big stroke.
A minute later, Xiao Bao took Gu Jinglian's greeting card, a white hand-made paper, folded in half, and wrote two big words with a brush - "three-dimensional"!
"All right." Gu Jinglian holds his cheek. "Three dimensional greeting card."
Xiao Bao's eyes widened in shock. "Do you want to do this?"
"You don't mean to make a three-dimensional card!"
Gu pointed to the two words above, "well, it's very three-dimensional."
Xiaobao, "..."
It's very painstaking.
"Uncle, you are too perfunctory. Is three-dimensional greeting card so difficult to do?"
"It's harder than beating you."
Xiaobao, "..."
If he can't understand the threat in his words, he is really a fool.
He cleans up his belongings and goes to the door with a small face wrinkled. Gu Jinglian looks at the back of his grievance and frowns. This guy is really worthless!
In the middle of the night.
Chu he passed by the study, and inadvertently saw that the light was still on in the open door.
She opened the door doubtfully, but saw Gu Jinglian sitting at her desk, yawning lazily.
On the table, there are all kinds of handmade paper, colorful, hand-made knives, scissors and tools.
His face seemed a little tired, his head bowed, and the greeting card was half done.
Xiaobao airway, "who wants you to fight and kill! But it's such a simple manual work. Can't you do it? "
"Really not!"
"Yes, yes! It's much harder than hitting people! "
"Yes! When we were young, it was a luxury to have a meal and a book to read! How can you assign such a difficult homework as now? "
Xiaobao hates them for not fighting, so he yells for help from Gu Jinglian.
So he took the book and went to Gu Jinglian's study.
Gu Jinglian is practising calligraphy. Xiaobao pushes the door open and comes in. He climbs onto him with his hands and feet. He spreads the handmade paper and scissors in front of him and presses them on the rice paper. He reasonably asks, "uncle, make a greeting card for me!"
Gu Jinglian, "..."
He coldly looked at the ink stains knocked over by Xiaobao carelessly, and directly soaked them on the rice paper. He resisted the attack and asked, "you want to die?"
"Uncle, help!"
Xiaobao pitifully tugged at his sleeve and cried, "if you don't help me, I can't find anyone to help!"
"Do it yourself!"
"But I can't!"
Xiaobao said wrongly, "I can't use scissors. It's hard to learn..."
He bit his lips, pitifully stretched out his hands, his fingertips were covered with OK bandages, obviously cut by scissors!
Gu Jinglian twisted her eyebrows, and finally a little tension appeared in her eyes
"I I can't use scissors! So, always break your fingers! "
Gu Jinglian's lips twitched fiercely, impatiently, saying, "what a bother!"
However, even though he was so hard spoken, he picked up the scissors and snorted, "what do you want to do?"
"Greeting card!"
Xiaobao's bad smile, "three-dimensional!"
Three dimensional greeting card!?
Who will do it!?
Gu Jinglian's face is gloomy. She folds a piece of handmade paper into two parts, and then swipes with a big stroke.
A minute later, Xiao Bao took Gu Jinglian's greeting card, a white hand-made paper, folded in half, and wrote two big words with a brush - "three-dimensional"!
"All right." Gu Jinglian holds his cheek. "Three dimensional greeting card."
Xiao Bao's eyes widened in shock. "Do you want to do this?"
"You don't mean to make a three-dimensional card!"
Gu pointed to the two words above, "well, it's very three-dimensional."
Xiaobao, "..."
It's very painstaking.
"Uncle, you are too perfunctory. Is three-dimensional greeting card so difficult to do?"
"It's harder than beating you."
Xiaobao, "..."
If he can't understand the threat in his words, he is really a fool.
He cleans up his belongings and goes to the door with a small face wrinkled. Gu Jinglian looks at the back of his grievance and frowns. This guy is really worthless!
In the middle of the night.
Chu he passed by the study, and inadvertently saw that the light was still on in the open door.
She opened the door doubtfully, but saw Gu Jinglian sitting at her desk, yawning lazily.
On the table, there are all kinds of handmade paper, colorful, hand-made knives, scissors and tools.
His face seemed a little tired, his head bowed, and the greeting card was half done.