[Comprehensive English and American] Every live broadcast wants my life

"Have you seen the Daily Prophet?" After Draco kissed me, he condescendingly looked down at me who was "hit" by him, and said excitedly, "How is it?"

The big words 'seeking praise' were engraved on his face, and his expectant look reminded me of the puppy I had in my previous life. Draco was only short of putting a tail behind him.

"My confession."

"kindness……"

I put my head aside to look at him, his anticipation is really hard for people to refuse, to throw cold water on him.

But if I really cater to him and praise him, wouldn't all the worry and sadness these days be in vain?Isn't our relationship back to what it used to be?

"Not much, Draco."

I still choose to pour cold water on him.

Seeing Draco's surprised look, I continued with a straight face and a hard heart.

"It's just that the cooperation has been cancelled. It's possible for you to cooperate again in the future, isn't it?" The daughter of the Parkinson family is engaged to the son of the Malfoy family. For the happiness of the children, the parents of both parties decided to put aside their previous suspicions and join hands to start a new cooperation. .'Isn't it normal to post such headline content in the future?"

"Besides, when the time comes, the layout will definitely be larger than the current one, and it may even be the headline on the front page."

"The marriage of two pure-blood wizard families resolved the conflicts between the two young people for their love. What a touching content, what a beautiful relationship."

"Will there be such news in the newspaper, Draco, you can't guarantee it, can you?"

His surprise had disappeared from his face, and he turned to look at me with scrutiny.

I looked up at him.

"And the content and title I just said are very familiar, not new? That's because such examples have been performed too many times in the Daily Prophet. Even the only newspaper that can speak on behalf of the Ministry of Magic will be published. With so much similar content, how can you guarantee that I won't see you on it in the future?"

I said this not to distance myself from him, but to expose the problem.

I didn't dare to think about our future, but even though he tried his best to 'account' to me right now, it wasn't enough to convince me to trust him, nor was it enough to give me confidence.

Some potential problems will erupt sooner or later. Since he has to face it, I might as well say it early.

"Such an explanation is not enough for me."

"Good boy." Draco patted my head, "There will be no such things as you worry about. The Pansy family has completely broken with our family."

Facing my series of questions, he was not left speechless, as if he had been prepared for a long time.

But I guess that even though he thought that I would pursue him, he just thought about it in his heart. The surprise just now showed that Draco did not expect that I would really pursue him.

"I refused the originally negotiated engagement, and let their family lose face. Although the matter of our two engagements has not been made public in any occasions, newspapers, but everyone in the circle basically knows about it."

"so……"

Draco took a deep breath and looked at me.

"Then wouldn't this have a great impact on your family?"

There was a thump in my heart.

Although I don't know anything about 'family relations', just by reading the novels for so many years, I at least know that the people and business in their circle must be inseparable from that circle.

It's Draco's fault from anyone but me.

If the Malfoy family had not originally agreed to the Parkinson family's marriage, then even if they refused, it would not have any impact on the relationship between the two families.

As a result, not only did they agree, but they also broke off the engagement after just a few months.

I don't know what the Malfoy family's reason for breaking the engagement was, but whatever reason they used, the Parkinson family wouldn't be so stupid as to ignore me.

Draco's relationship with me was so high-profile that there were rumors all over Hogwarts about us: 'Draco Malfoy won the heart of the Weasley's youngest daughter after a duel with the Savior. '

This is definitely a great humiliation for the Parkinson family.

The goodwill of the Malfoy family will also be damaged accordingly.

"kindness."

he responded.

Probably because of my own filter, the way Draco blinked seemed a little wronged. Looking at his appearance at this time, I felt that he was even more like the puppy I raised.

"Then Lucius, no, I'm talking about your father, how could he agree to the divorce?" I bit my lower lip and asked him, and my little movements came out when I was nervous, "Or did he intend to Breaking with the Parkinsons? Is this a step in... a plan by the Malfoys?"

I'm trying to find a reason.

Falling in love is really a headache. If I were single, I wouldn't need to be so entangled like I am now.

Obviously I asked Draco to give me an explanation, obviously I accused him of not explaining enough, but now after hearing that this incident had a negative impact on Draco.

Worries about his situation outweighed jealousy and calculations.

Love makes people sticky and not decisive at all.

"No, my father originally planned to take this opportunity to join forces with the Parkinson family in business. After all, the Parkinson family has achieved a lot in business, whether in the wizarding world or the Muggle world."

"It's just that I've been resisting since the summer vacation, to my father, to Pansy. Last time he came to Hogwarts to see you, in fact, you know what that means."

"After that time, he didn't resist you as much as before. I didn't avoid this topic all the time before Christmas because I really couldn't give you an accurate answer. If I don't know clearly, then I can't satisfy you. "

He spoke very clearly.

"Then... your father agreed to our relationship?" I asked tentatively, "Is that what you mean? So you feel that after that meeting, based on your father's softened attitude, you are sure about the divorce .Did he recognize me?"

"He didn't agree, but..." Draco answered me, "But you're right about what you said later."

"More or less, I recognize you a little bit."

His expression was wrong, these words were to comfort me, Lucius probably didn't recognize me at all.

"I didn't want to tell you this, Ginny." He looked at me with a serious expression, and put away all the superficial emotions just now, "I always report good news to you but not bad news, but this time is different. I will tell you all the relationships, pros and cons, and the current situation."

"I will tell you that I hope you can understand my difficulties. This is the best I can do for the time being, but I will not stop as long as there is room for improvement. And you should indeed know this."

"Do you know what I mean?"

Draco asked me.

"Well, I understand." I nodded, "But there was Astoria before, and now there is Pansy, you still can't guarantee that there will be so many families in the future, isn't it? Even the Malfoy family As you said, blood is not particularly important, but the Weasleys are poor."

I don't shy away from this.

"Poor Weasley, what you used to call Ron and our family. Although you were young at that time, you didn't know that I belonged to the Weasley family, but Draco... what did you call Weasley? Didn't the Lai family's acquaintance come from your father at the beginning? It shows how much he rejects my family."

"That's what I want to tell you." Draco took another deep breath. I didn't notice how many times he did this action just now, "He won't arrange marriages with other families for me again, unless I mention come out."

I raised my eyebrows and was about to speak, but what he said next made me lose the desire to speak.

"But he said, no matter who that person is, it can't be you. At least for now."

I closed my mouth again.

Draco's goal of making me see his situation clearly has been achieved, and I do see clearly, and I understand it.

But I really didn't have the desire to talk to him anymore, I leaned against the tree and looked at him in a daze.Obviously a few days ago, since I got the news of his engagement, I haven't stopped thinking about it in my mind.

Now at this moment, he really emptied his brain, and his mind went blank.

Draco also seemed to feel a little embarrassed. After he said a few words but didn't get my response, he rubbed his nose in embarrassment and looked away.

Suddenly, when he looked to my left rear, his eyes lit up as if he saw something novel.

Draco withdrew his 'shudong' my arm and walked behind me, I followed his movements suspiciously and looked over.

"what is this?"

He bent down and picked up a stack of parchment.

"It's my design drawing," I curled my lips and reached out to him, "I was inspired by the birthday gift you gave me earlier, and I planned to draw it to see if there is a good style that can be sold at a high price. Just refine it."

I'm not going to hide from Draco about this thought, nor is it a stupid thing to do.

"give me back."

I stood there motionless, and now I am not only too lazy to talk, but even less lazy to walk.If possible, I would like Draco to carry me back for a while.

Draco walked towards me obediently, flipping through my works while walking, and when he approached me in two or three steps, he stopped suddenly.

"what."

He put his hands over his mouth and laughed.

"What's the matter?" I ran to him in small steps, tiptoed to look at the design draft in his hand, "Is my drawing so funny?"

I was going to kick him hard whenever he said 'yes' or satirized my drawing.

But when I stood on tiptoe and saw the design draft, I realized why.

— that manuscript had 'Draco' written all over it.

'Draco', 'Draco', 'Draco'...

All in Draco's name.

When drawing the first draft, write his name.

When thinking about which is better, write his name.

When choosing and using materials, write down his name.

When refining every detail, he still wrote down his name.

Draco Draco Draco, my hands betrayed me when I was too busy to forget him.

Actually, I've been thinking about him.

Every sketch here is drawn when I was thinking of him, every stroke is his.

I miss Draco, never stop.

"give me back!"

I reached out to take it back, but Draco dodged my attack, and the corners of his mouth turned up to reveal his joy, even though he seemed to be seriously commenting on my painting.

"Yes, everything you draw is very good."

Draco's comments were general and perfunctory. On the surface, I didn't react, but in my heart I already rolled countless eyes at him in disgust.

I think he is pretending to understand, because every work designed by someone is good and good.

"Especially these two."

But once again he was beyond my imagination.

Draco pulled out two cut parchments and compared them together.Those are two completely opposite designs.

"Although these two pictures look completely different, they are far apart. But they can be seen at a glance in these paintings, jumping out." Draco pointed to the sign on the left, "Although these two look the same Not bad. But one is pure art, I like this better."

He paused.

"But your purpose is to make money. Although this kind of purely conceptual work is highly artistic, it cannot be accepted by the public, and its commerciality is not as good as the other one." He directly covered another piece of parchment on top of the one he had just analyzed , "This design is more interesting."

"Not to mention that you have a good control of the visual balance in the composition, just talking about the color is very interesting."

Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Blue pierces black. Blue, is the color of the Ministry of Magic. And black, can be understood as the snobbery of 'that person'. Isn't this understood as the Ministry of Magic's defeat of the dark forces?"

"The recent news of the return of 'the man' has spooked wizards, and I think you can take this opportunity to use this symbol... oh I mean, you originally planned to design this as a, um... 'brooch'? Or something like jewelry Graphics, as a logo, sold to the Ministry of Magic."

He raised his head and smiled at me, the smile I often see on the faces of profiteers and the like on TV.At this moment, I saw such a familiar expression on Draco's face, accompanied by what he said to me next.I really don't know whether to say that Draco imitated it well, or that the actors controlled it well.

"As long as such a design is submitted to the Ministry of Magic, the Ministry of Magic will immediately sign a contract with you and purchase your design rights." He paused for a moment as if calculating something, and the shrewdness in his eyes was vividly displayed, "You can get Quite a few benefits, and a few years is enough to make the Weasleys part of the circle."

"Sold to the Ministry of Magic? They'll give me a cut?"

"Yes, Harney, you really know how to pick your time. It's a good time. The Ministry of Magic only started to pay attention to copyright two years ago. It took more than ten years for this law to be finalized. In fact, over the years, many businesses in the wizarding world have been sluggish. On the contrary, there has been a lot of trouble in design. designer."

……

Draco's words suddenly reminded me of the dresses he brought me to pick out when I attended the prom in the third grade. The designers of those dresses seemed to be, as he said, dark wizards.

"Actually I didn't think about it that much."

I'm telling the truth.

"But I agree with your idea. The first type is indeed not widely recognized in terms of aesthetics. What I want to do is to standardize the design. It is true that the second type is the design I consider investing in, but what I don't quite understand is , why do you think the Ministry of Magic is willing to adopt my design?"

Not only does he understand and appreciate art, he also knows how to make the art that I need to make money.

Draco's reliability in this aspect made me suddenly realize the fact that he is indeed older than me now. I also let go of the hidden prejudice against him in my heart and humbly asked for advice.

"Because of politics."

He patted my head and handed me the blueprints.

"The Ministry of Magic can't stabilize people's hearts at all. This situation is very unfavorable to them. Whether it is Muggles or wizards, in terms of politics, they like to use some literary works or artistic works to promote their ideas. That is The best ways and means to disseminate their ideas."

"It doesn't matter whether you think so much at the beginning, as long as we understand it like this now, you can refine the general direction you know, and go down to the design idea, and there will be no mistakes."

"The design has a clear political color, which makes your design a powerful revolutionary weapon, showing your position, serving the powerful, and you can get the protection of the government."

The aspect that I don't understand is the aspect that Draco knows best, and he talked about it with eloquence, convincing me.

After a few words, I found the direction of the next modification, and I already had a prototype in my mind.

Draco said with relief: "Our problem has been solved. As long as your final product comes out, I believe that your success will be recognized by my father."

He laughed.

"I'm suddenly glad that the Weasley family is the poorest family in the wizarding world," he quickly explained after being glared at by me, "because of this, it's up to you to make it rich, which can best reflect your extraordinary."

Draco reached out and squeezed my cheek.

"Ginny is amazing."

"That's enough, don't keep pinching my face." I slapped his hands away and rubbed my cheeks, muttering softly, "Pinching again will loosen the skin."

The author has something to say: Yes, that's right, the gifts and aesthetics mentioned above are not nonsense.

I gave my life for the heroine to be recognized.

I'm writing Chapter 3, it should be posted around twelve o'clock, you can watch it tomorrow, or the Cultivation Party can watch it...

And yes, that's right, I ate dirt, and gave everyone red envelopes for more than ten days in a row, and finally, I ate dirt.

Painful to the point of grievance, do you still love me without a red envelope? (Yesterday’s red envelope will still be sent out, but it will not be sent out today after sending out yesterday...)