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    Li Qinqin hugged Apple as if protecting her calf.

    "If you want to go, you go, Apple stays."

    "That won't work. Apple is my dog, and I am its owner. If I leave, it must follow me." Mo Yiang raised his eyebrows as if provocative.

    "Okay, okay, then you can stay too!" Li Qinqin sat down on the chair with an apple in her arms, "Oh¡ª" She immediately stood up like a spring.

    "What's wrong?" Mo Yiang immediately became nervous.

    "No, it's nothing." Li Qinqin's little face was flushed, she couldn't tell Mo Yiang that she was spanked by her father.

    "You don't need to say that I know I was spanked by your dad, right?"

    "You still say, it's all thanks to you!" Li Qinqin gave Mo Yiang a hard look.

    After Li Qinqin finished speaking, she carefully sat on the chair holding the apple, so that sitting would not hurt too much, even if she was afraid of sudden force.

    Mo Yiang moved a chair and sat beside Li Qinqin.

    "Are you still mad at me?"

    Li Qinqin pouted and said nothing.

    "I accidentally told Xiaoman about you at my house, but Xiaoman accidentally slipped her mouth and let my uncle know, so my uncle told your father in my name."

    Only then did Li Qinqin look straight at Mo Yiang, "So you didn't do it on purpose."

    "Of course, if I did it on purpose and allowed you to stay in my house for so many days, I would have called your dad a long time ago!"

    "Okay, I'll just believe you this time!" Li Qinqin immediately revived with full blood, and finally found a way for herself, "Hey, I heard that your engagement is not concluded, what's going on?"

    "Why are you so gossip? You're almost an entertainment reporter." Mo Yiang poked Li Qinqin's head.

    "Aren't you on good terms with Fang Duo, Fang Duo is so perfect, how can you be willing!"

    Mo Yiang's face changed suddenly, "Can you not mention her? I finally found a place where I can not mention her."

    These days, Mo Yiang is getting bored.

    Li Qinqin saw that Mo Yiang's face was not looking well, so he didn't continue to ask.

    "By the way, there are still good things." Mo Yiang took out the painting that Li Qinqin had drawn before from his bag, "Go ahead and paint, I think it's pretty good."

    Li Qinqin looked at her own painting, pouted a little unhappy, "My dad still wants to send me abroad, and hired several teachers for me, each one is better than the other, and my dad even told people that as long as I don't obey  , whatever they want to punish me, look at my hands."

    Li Qinqin stretched out her hand, her palm was red and swollen, "It was my poor English teacher who beat him up, and he was ruthless! My dad even praised him, and even gave him a raise!"

    Mo Yiang took Li Qinqin's hand, the little red hand looked really pitiful, he lowered his head and blew.

    Li Qinqin's face was immediately congested with blood.

    "Who told you to be so disobedient before, it's all your fault."

    Li Qinqin pouted and knew she was wrong.

    "But I really don't want to go abroad. My dad doesn't believe what I say now. What should I do?"

    Mo Yiang thought about it carefully, and pointed to Li Qinqin's painting.

    "The reason why your father wants to send you abroad is because he thinks you have nothing to do in China. What if you can choose your own path and succeed?"

    Li Qinqin looked at the direction of Mo Yiang's finger, "You mean painting?"

    "Yeah, I think you paint very well. If you continue to paint, I will help you compile a book and publish it for you. Maybe you will become a hit and become a painter. Your dad will be more or less proud of you.  , maybe he can listen to what you said by then."

    Li Qinqin immediately snapped his fingers, "Yes, why didn't I think of that! Mo Yiang, you are really my savior. If I succeed, I will never forget your great kindness!"

    Mo Yiang let Li Qinqin play with Apple for a while, and then left with Apple.

    After returning to Crystal Garden, Mo Yiang seemed to be in a good mood, and he began to help Li Qinqin contact the publishing company.

    "Hi, Mr. Zhang, hello, I'm Mo Yiang, do you remember me? Last time you helped me publish my photobook, it's like this, I have a friend who draws manga, healing manga  , the painting is very good, can you help me publish it?"

    "Xiao Zhou, did you say last time that you knew aPeople from the publishing house, can you help me ask, I have a friend who wants to publish a comic book.  "

    "Brother Liang, I remember you said that you are now working in a publishing house, so can you help me to read the comic book that I published for my friend? She draws really well!"

    Mo Yiang did not expect that things would develop so unsmoothly.

    Li Qinqin seems to have gained motivation, she will draw after class every day, and after drawing, she will take pictures and send them to Mo Yiang.

    Looking at those photos, Mo Yiang felt very uncomfortable, because he hadn't found a publishing house willing to help Li Qinqin publish comic books.

    At first he thought it would be easy to ask those publishers for help in his own name, but he didn't expect these people to say that if he wanted to publish it himself, they would be fine, but if it was someone else, then forget it.

    On this day, he finally received a call from a publishing house and made an appointment to meet at a coffee shop.

    Mo Yiang also stopped by Li's house to bring a few paintings that Li Qinqin had painted.

    The person in charge of this publishing house was introduced by Mo Yiang's friend.

    When I came to the private room of the coffee shop, the other party was a man in his 30s, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a refined manner.

    "Hello, Mr. Mo, my name is Cheng Yu, and I'm the person in charge of Chunhua Publishing House." The other party held out his hand politely.

    Mo Yiang shook hands with him.

    Cheng Yu immediately became excited, "I actually shook hands with the famous film king, I guess I won't wash my hands for three days and three nights."

    "Mr. Cheng was joking. We have already contacted on the phone, so let's not go around the bush. My friend's paintings are really good."

    Mo Yiang directly took out Li Qinqin's painting and handed it to Cheng Yu.

    Cheng Yu was a little embarrassed, but he took the paintings politely, and glanced at them hastily.

    "Mr. Mo, I wonder if you are interested in writing a book based on your acting career experience?"

    Mo Yiang's face suddenly darkened, he couldn't hear these words too much.

    Whenever the other party hears that it is him, they will make such a request. Nowadays, many artists have published a lot of books, fan effect, and these books are selling well.

    "I'm sorry, I'm helping my friend, I don't want to publish a book myself." Mo Yiang refused very firmly, "If you are interested in what my friend said, we can continue talking, if not, then  I will not accompany you."

    "Mr. Mo, I heard that you have found more than a dozen publishing houses. I am very curious about the relationship between this friend and you?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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