I'm the Devil, Only Know How to Trade

She tried to draw the most basic still life, took a few random strokes, and felt that she couldn't draw a straight line.

This, what's going on?

Ying Lili quickly looked at the phone, which showed consumption records.

I saw that a large row of painting skills and hand sensitivity only decreased a little each time, subtracting and subtracting...

Subtracted?

Wait, wait, why did I use it so much, I feel like I didn't hit it many times?

Ying Lili's head was covered with cold sweat.

She clearly remembered what Luo Feng had reminded her, telling her that this thing was real, but she had to use it carefully, as long as she could control her desires, she wouldn't pay too much.

These, these have been forgotten!

No, it's not that I forgot, it's that she only needs a little each time, so she didn't think so much!

Luo Feng told her clearly that as long as she didn't get too deep, she would be fine.

The current Ying Lili puts her artistic ability into it completely.

It’s not only children who make the mistake of inexplicably offering rewards and charging themselves into it, even adults. Otherwise, there would be no gamblers.

It would be fine if she got the man with her artistic ability, but the relationship between the two is still a simple childhood sweetheart. There is a further possibility. After so many, the two are not together!

How to do?How to do?

My ability is gone, how can I get it back?

Ying Lili felt cold sweat all over, she was crying.

Maybe, maybe it's all a dream, maybe it's good to sleep?

In this world, there are two things that are most important to Ying Lili, one is art ability, and the other is her childhood sweetheart An Yilun.

Now, there is nothing, nothing.

Yes, call An Yilun to see if it really changed.

She quickly picked up her mobile phone and dialed An Yilunye's number.

"Hey, Lun Ye." Ying Lili's hands trembled a little, and she suppressed her crying to confirm whether these things had really changed.

"Hey, Ying Lili, what's the matter? I'm busy here."

"Well... when will you and Kato Megumi confess your love?"

"Me and Kato? Why am I confessing to her? We don't know each other well. When did you have the illusion that I like three-dimensional girls?"

"You, you don't like three-dimensional girls..." Ying Lili swallowed: "Then, that, then... who will you marry in the future?"

She was going to say 'what about me? 'But she can't do this kind of thing if she is asked to say it.

"I'm not getting married, isn't the wife of the paper man cute? Girls in reality are so boring!"

"I...I know."

"What's the matter with you, Yinglili?"

"It's nothing, hang up." Ying Lili hung up the phone quickly, and called Kasumigaoka Shiyu again.

"Hey, what's the matter, Mr. Eri Kashiwagi, didn't you just meet yesterday?"

"Huh, Kasumi Hill, do you like Rinya?"

"Are you paranoid about persecution? Put away your textbook arrogance and confess to him directly. Aren't you two together? He's been learning about game making, and the games he sells aren't making much money right now." , It’s already good enough to make a living, this kind of person can’t find other girls.”

"I mean, do you like him?"

"Why do I like him? If he likes me, please tell him for me, I won't like him. "

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu heard Ying Lili's strange voice, thinking that the disgusting otaku fell in love with her, dragged Ying Lili to ask herself, and couldn't help frowning.

What's there to like about that guy?No talent, no ability, thinking about the Two-dimensional wife all day long.

"Well, I see, I'm a bit messed up now." Ying Lili put down her phone.

Changed, the few of us were really changed by me.

But, without my artistic ability, how can I live, I still need to use this job!

The production I participated in is a real masterpiece!

The creation centered on me, without me, what will everyone do?All the hard work was in vain!

Me, how did I use all this ability bit by bit?

My painting skills, my painting skills, can I lose my painting skills?

Chapter 107 Choice

"By the way, look for that devil, look for that devil..." Ying Lili hastily dialed Luo Feng's cell phone.

"Hey?"

Luo Feng's magnetic voice sounded.