A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Su Chen was the only person in the office.

And those who accompanied him.

There was only the ceaseless, seemingly endless rustling sound.

Number of times you copy this image +1 (65/200)

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Number of times you copy this image +1 (76/200)

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Number of times you copy this image +1 (89/200)

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Number of times you copy this image +1 (100/200)

"Beep! You have completed one hundred copies of the copying technique, achieving the second stage of the [Copying Master] quest. Reward: Intermediate Copying Skill."

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"Beep! You have completed 200 copy attempts, achieving the third step of the [Copy Master] quest. Reward: Advanced Copying Techniques."

After hearing the system prompt.

Su Chen stopped what he was doing.

Take a nice stretch.

In fact, when he reaches the intermediate level of copying, he can perfectly reproduce the signature in the photocopy.

However, Su Chen is easygoing by nature.

Since you've started, finish it.

Su Chen leaned back in his chair.

I'm looking up information about copyists.

Su Chen then realized this.

It turns out that copyists are not simply imitating other people's notes.

In memory.

Most people with this profession are "invited" to copy the calligraphy and paintings of famous people.

They then age their paper.

With a simple flip of the hand, one can earn tens of millions of times the price difference.

It's absolutely terrifying.

However, the most advanced copying techniques allow him to imitate the characters of ancient people.

He's not good at drawing yet.

However, the recently triggered mission also made Su Chen discover a problem.

"Why are all the quests I've been getting lately only at the 'Master' level and not the 'Grandmaster' level? And the skills I'm getting are only at the advanced level. What's going on?"

If someone else heard that, they would be so angry they'd vomit blood.

They might spend their entire lives trying to reach the advanced level, but Su Chen rejected them.

It's true that comparing yourself to others is a recipe for disaster.

You have to throw it away when comparing things.

Click!

At this moment, the office door was pushed open.

"School's over already, why haven't you left yet?" Li Meng put her things on her seat and turned to look at Su Chen.

Su Chen was taken aback by what she said.

He glanced at the time.

Before I knew it, it was already 7:30.

"One of the requirements for copying is to make it look like the original. I thought I was fast enough today, but I didn't expect it to be so slow."

Su Chen looked at Li Meng.

"Have you eaten yet? How about we grab something to eat together?"

"What to eat?"

"Let's have hot pot, and get a private room!"

"Pooh."

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After dinner.

Take Li Meng home.

Su Chen returned to the elegant garden.

Upon hearing the door open, Lin Miaomiao immediately jumped up from the sofa.

Seeing Su Chen come in.

She carried a bag of potato chips and jogged over to Su Chen.

"Where did you go so late?"

As she spoke, Lin Miaomiao closed her eyes and took a sniff. The next second, as if she had smelled something unpleasant, she quickly waved her hand.

"What did you eat for dinner? It smells like spicy hot pot, and it's so fishy."

"..." Su Chen paused for a moment, but immediately realized, "I ate spicy fish tonight, it was a bit fishy."

Of course, he couldn't tell the truth.

That would be so embarrassing.

Su Chen put the keys away and turned to look at Lin Miaomiao.

She was wearing a headband that completely covered her long hair.

She was wearing a pink dress.

Lightweight and breathable.

The skirt, which was supposed to show off her calves, seemed a bit ill-fitting.

The dress fit Lin Miaomiao just above her ankles.

She was even wearing a tiger-shaped face mask.

This whole process...

If it weren't for her height, Su Chen would have thought it was Deng Xiaoqi visiting.

Why are you dressed like that?

Su Chen looked at her and walked towards the sofa.

Lin Miaomiao lightly touched the face mask with her two index fingers and opened her mouth slightly: "Xiaoqi said that since I have already entered the ranks of beauties, I should learn how to take care of myself."

"This is the sample she gave me. If it works well, she'll recommend other ones."

Lin Miaomiao jogged over to Su Chen and grinned as she approached him, saying, "How is it? Isn't it beautiful?"

She actually borrowed all of this from Deng Xiaoqi herself.

Even the clothes.

The main purpose is to see if Su Chen likes this style.

If you like it.

She wore that at home from then on.

Her image was changed by Su Chen.

I also gained confidence when I was out in the world.

But once she got home, she was still the same optimistic, active, yet somewhat insecure Lin Miaomiao.

Su Chen smiled and took off her face mask.

He pinched her wet face.

It's a bit sticky.

However, the feel remains the same.

"I've said before that you can be whatever you like, and you don't need to deliberately change yourself."

Lin Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, then continued, "To put it another way, if I change my skincare routine at home to this, you won't mind, will you?"

Why would I mind?