Paper tiger

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Jiang Jiaming imitated Song Yuan's tone and said: "It seems that you didn't notice it. In fact, I also drew the eagle on the folder. This folder was custom-made by a stationery store after I drew the picture."

"Don't learn how to speak from me, my accent has changed a lot!"

After Song Yuan corrected it, she immediately took out the folder and looked at it carefully.This is completely two styles with the picture.The eagle on the file folder is very cool, and the villain on the card is round, more healing and cute.

Jiang Jiaming reminded: "Look at the eagle's wings on the folder."

The eagle's wings are painted with great detail, and are the most detailed and well-inked place in the whole picture.Because of this, when Song Yuan looked at it for the first time, she ignored the small English characters written on one of the feathers——

MyGlede.

Jiang Jiaming laughed and said: "I didn't intend to make this a puzzle game, but it turned out to be a puzzle game by mistake, and I have to give you step-by-step hints to clear the level."

The moment she recognized "MyGlede", Song Yuan was extremely moved. "MyGlede" is basically the equivalent of "I love you" with powerful effects.Hearing Jiang Jiaming's words before being moved for a few seconds, it was really unpleasant and unpleasant.Wouldn't it be nice to just say "I love you" honestly?

Song Yuan protested: "I've only seen you draw design drawings, I rarely see how good you draw! I only know that you can draw. Besides, why do you write such small characters on the feathers? Of course the theme must be Eye-catching, it can be enlarged and bolded as a title!"

"That's not the topic, I'm just...forget it." Jiang Jiaming waved his hand.

Song Yuan smelled the aura of "hidden feelings", and also keenly caught Jiang Jiaming's shyness.It was impossible for Song Yuan to let it go, and Jiang Jiaming had to explain it to him when she was playing tricks.

"The theme of this picture is not the words, what should be highlighted is the painting, which is 'Eagle'. The eagle can soar freely in the sky. As for the words on his wings...that is, my feelings for you, it will not become Something that restricts your freedom. You can fly wherever you want, as long as one of your feathers bears my... imprint, and I miss you, that's enough."

Jiang Jiaming was telling him that what Jiang Jiaming valued and cherished the most was Song Yuan.Therefore, Song Yuan should also regard Song Yuan as more important.

In the end, Jiang Jiaming was completely shy.What kind of love for Song Yuan, what kind of "imprint", "missing"... It's really shameful to say these tender words from my own mouth.He smiled and covered his face with his palms.However, Song Yuan still saw it, and Jiang Jiaming's ears were so red that he seemed to have run into a snowy day and endured the cold for hours.

"I'm going to get a glass of water."

Jiang Jiaming chose to retreat tactically, and before Song Yuan could speak, he quickened his pace and walked out of the shooting range of the mobile phone camera.Returning with a glass full of water, Jiang Jiaming started his complaint: "You didn't always want a sense of ritual and romance, so I racked my brains and tried my best to conceive romance, but you didn't think in the direction of romance from the beginning to the end. Well... who the hell doesn't understand romance?"

Jiang Jiaming immediately picked up the water glass and looked out the window, as if he was seriously admiring the night in Tokyo.Staring at his blood-red earlobes, Song Yuan pursed her lips into a smile at first, but it was really difficult not to raise the corners of her mouth.

"Okay," Song Yuan said, "I know."

Obviously when Jiang Jiaming said "I love you very much", he didn't look shy at all.But now, Jiang Jiaming has put all his energy into doing romantic things, and when he explained "romantic", Song Yuan saw a rather rare side.

After all, it was rare to see Jiang Jiaming, who had strong insensitivity, being shy for a while. Seeing that Jiang Jiaming's ears were red, Song Yuan decided to let Jiang Jiaming do it again.So, he completely let go of his ambition and face, and generously admitted defeat, "Okay, I really lost to you this time."

Jiang Jiaming asked, "How about a date?"

Song Yuan said: "You can just tell me if you can't agree! Wechat doesn't cost any money!"

Even if it was a verbal invitation, Song Yuan would go to the appointment happily and willingly.

"You were at the airport, and you were crying and blaming me for not dating you! You care so much about this, I should at least say 'dating you is worth a lot to me', right?"

"Right."

Song Yuan looked at her boyfriend with a smile.He thought to himself, falling in love is so sweet.

Every day is a lucky day for Aries in love.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yuan went to the printing room with her briefcase.There was only one multi-layered organ folder in the briefcase, and when he opened the multi-layered organ folder, there was an eagle-patterned folder wrapped in plastic wrap in the middle layer—the one that Jiang Jiaming customized for him.

Song Yuan solemnly put on disposable gloves, like a strict surgeon, carefully removed the plastic wrap, and put the folder with the eagle pattern under the laminator for plastic sealing.

The next object to be plastic-packed is five square pictures.

After the plastic sealing was completed, Song Yuan placed the plastic-sealed eagle pattern folder and pictures on the cutting backing board, and cut them with a steel paper cutter.The carbon steel cutter falls, the carbon steel cutter rises, and repeats several times, and the excess plastic sealing part is neatly cut off.

After the "operation", Dr. Song put the plastic-wrapped and cut-out eagle pattern folder and pictures back into the middle layer of the organ folder, and then put the organ folder back into the briefcase.At this point, Song Yuan finally took off her gloves.

Song Yuan turned her head and found that Sister Liu was standing at the door of the printing room with her mouth open.Noticing the coffee cup in Sister Liu's hand, Song Yuan immediately became particularly vigilant and hugged the briefcase even tighter.

"Look at you, are you petty? I can still pour coffee on you..." Sister Liu made a gesture to pour the coffee in the cup onto the briefcase, "Isn't it possible?"

It was originally a small gesture pretending to scare Song Yuan, but unexpectedly, the force of the gesture was too strong, and the liquid of coffee actually splashed out.

Sister Liu gave Song Yuan a wink, "Oh, sorry. I'll wipe it off later."

This wink intensified Song Yuan's panic.He protected his briefcase, trying to get away quickly from the villain who was trying to hurt his precious with coffee.

"Seriously, Song Xiaoyuan, you stole some cultural relics, right? I just made coffee and passed by the printing room. When I blinked, I thought I saw someone repairing cultural relics. Don't tell me, you wear gloves , It’s really like those professionals who do research and appraisal.”

"This is not a cultural relic."

Song Yuan smiled slyly.

It is a token of love.

Sister Liu scolded with a smile: "Why do I want to slap you so much, look at you like that."

Song Yuan said, "By the way, I will take annual leave at the end of July."

"Why are you talking about what happened at the end of July now? You're not going to meet your boyfriend again, are you? You just came back, and you're wondering how it went? So hard to part with?"

"I just really like him."

Sister Liu rolled her eyes and made a nauseous expression.Song Yuan was so nourished by love that she was invulnerable, so she naturally didn't care about Sister Liu, and walked out with her head held high.Of course, when he walked around Sister Liu, he was still timid. He quickened his pace and hugged the briefcase in his arms tightly.This little bit of caution failed to escape Sister Liu's blazing eyes, and Sister Liu planned to pour coffee on him again, but Song Yuan ran and jumped away.

"You'd better lock your artifact in the car, or sooner or later I'm going to splash it with coffee, it's drenched!"

Song Yuan disdained, "Oh! I'm not that easy to scare."

Having said that, Song Yuan locked the briefcase in the car just to be on the safe side.