Chapter 393: Open your eyes and talk nonsense, won't your conscience hurt?

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When the two talked about it, they really stopped sleeping and started designing scabbards.
One person, one table, started to draw side by side.
The time is long, the years are quiet.
Half an hour passed by unconsciously, and even Ye Liuli, who was not interested in painting, painted with interest, remembering that I had seen the swords in film and television dramas and anime before, and tried to draw with memory.
It was plagiarism, but there wasn't much plagiarism. After reading it, Tang Shi didn't recite a few songs, not to mention the appearance of a scabbard.
When Ye Liuli finished painting, he turned his head to look at the Oriental magpie, but saw that the scabbard under his hand is beautiful and has little decoration, but in each key part, there is a finishing touch, and then look back at his painting, everywhere Fancy set with gems and gold and jade.
Comparing the work of the two, it's like the designer clothes in a shopping mall met the publicly displayed goods.
Ye Liuli wanted to tear the painting without thinking.
Dong Fang stunned and grabbed the half-torn painting. "Why did you tear the hard-painted one?"
Ye Liuli didn't look well, bet on the air, "Knowing why."
Dong Fang put together two pieces of shredded paper. After seeing the scabbard full of gems on the paper, a string of black lines flashed on his forehead, but the speechlessness vanished, and he immediately changed the look of joy. It ’s a beautiful knife. It ’s really better than mine.

Ye Liuli rolled her eyes, "Open your eyes and talk nonsense, won't your conscience hurt?"
Dongfang Yan serious, "I really like it!"
Although someone pretended to look alike, Ye Liuli didn't believe it at all. "I know what level I am. You don't need to comfort me. It's yours. It looks like ..." Although I don't want to admit it.
Dongfang Qiang smiled and got a little arrogance, "OK."
Ye Liuli rolled her eyes. "What color are you going to make?"
"Moran, the lines are black."
Ye Liuli dreamed, "It must look good."
"I'll find a craftsman to do it tomorrow, let's go to sleep." Dongfang Ling reached out and rubbed Liu Liuli's forehead on his forehead. He was very distressed to see his sleepy doze.
"Okay." Ye Liuli gave a big yawn, leaving the previous depression behind, ready to take a walk with Zhou Gong.
However, she had just lay on the bed, a burly body covered.
Ye Liuli was wary. "What are you doing?"
"Guess?" Dongfang chuckled, pecking her lips lightly.
"I don't guess, anyway! I want to sleep!"
Seeing his refusal, Dongfang Ling could only sigh. He couldn't be satisfied, and fell asleep.
Dong Fang was asleep, but Ye Liuli was insomnia.
She turned to look at his sleeping face. Although she was still wearing a mask, she could still feel his sweetness in her sleep. She reached out and squeezed his nose, "Bad guy."
...
Then they were busy for three full days.
Dongfang 洌 will arrange the fu 事, and will find the top craftsman to secretly create a scabbard. It goes without saying how to choose good materials.
Ye Liuli also prepared for the so-called martial arts convention. She arranged everything for the Printing Bureau, and then began to buy clothes. In the past few days, she bought a mask through the housekeeper Xu, and she wore a mask to play with.
This kind of mask is not something you can buy and wear. It not only requires practice but also some adaptation.
Ye Liuli didn't know it until she wore a mask. This mask was extremely uncomfortable!
On the first day of wearing, you can only wear one hour. After one hour, the skin began to itch and become swollen. Ye Liuli estimated that this was an allergic reaction.
Three hours were worn the next day.
Six hours were worn on the third day.
How do you describe that feeling? It was as if my face was covered with plastic sheeting, my skin couldn't breathe, and I felt uncomfortable.
In the past, Ye Liuli only thought that the wise king was too lazy to wear a mask, but now he really realized that the wise king is not easy, and how he feels bad, needless to say.
Three days later, Ye Liuli was surprised when the freshly baked scabbard returned.
Because in addition to the Meran scabbard designed by King Yin, there is a dazzling dazzling handle, just like the treasure knife in the Aladdin's magic lamp produced by Disney Company. This scabbard is nothing else and it is from her design.
Ye Liuli trembled holding the scabbard he designed.
It's not touching, it's anger.
She grabbed the collar of the Oriental magpie who was examining the scabbard. "Explain to me, what does this mean? Are you insulting me?"
Dong Fang first sighed, then softly comforted, "How is it insulting? I said I like the scabbard you designed, and your design can only be owned by me, and never allowed to be worn by outsiders." Kaiye Liuli grabbed the hand of her collar, and by the way took her scabbard on the other hand.
"..." Ye Liuli stepped forward and asked softly, "Do you really like it?"
"Is there a fake?"
"In the future, you swagger across the market with this scabbard?"
"Yes."
Ye Liuli's eyes flickered. "Okay, I'll see if you really take it."
Dongfang Yan smiled at her, but did not answer, but the hand that stroked the scabbard became softer.
Dong Fang played with her scabbard, and Ye Liuli went to find the Meran scabbard, only to feel that both the lines and the color match are clean and neat, and the black and blue have a three-dimensional sense. "I like you very much. "
"give you."
Ye Liuli laughed. "I won't do martial arts. What do you send me? By the way, does this sword have a name? Give it a nice name."
Dong Fang put down the Arabian-style gem machete, took up the long sword, and thought for a moment, "Water Margin." Then, he wrote the word "Water Margin" on the paper.
Ye Liuli's eyes flickered, and suddenly I remembered that in the martial arts films, whether it was Yitian Sword, Dragon Sword, or the gentleman sword and lady sword in the Condor Heroes, it seemed that the name was engraved on the handle of the sword. "I have an idea. How about we engraved the word" Water Margin "on the hilt of the sword?" Then, pointing to the end of the scabbard.
Dong Fang frowned slightly, "carved the name on the hilt? Although no one did that, but the idea was very novel, you can try it!"
Ye Liuli said, "Let me tell you, if you want to make a sword, you will put aside its use value and inspire people's vanity. Even the Shuijian sword is world-famous, but everyone knows that there is a legendary long sword called Water Margin Sword, even if you are fortunate enough to see it, you do n’t know how to pretend to be X? Besides, the words Water Margin are so beautiful to write, but they sound bland, so you have to write them. "
Dongfang was stunned, "Liu Li, you're right! This name must be carved!"
How could Ye Liuli think that her inadvertent move finally brought the trend of engraving the name on the weapon. From then on, all the swords and knives would have a crazy and cool name engraved on the handle, just for Be fashionable.