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Chapter 159 Sichuan Girl Wants to Change Her Career

"Sister Yuan, Sister Yuan, let it go. Old Mo is just being unreasonable. Don't take it personally. You're just a toy; you can't kill him. Why don't you just kick him a couple of times?"

"Yes, yes, Sister Yuan, why don't you use the cue stick to hit the handle? That way your hand won't hurt."

Inside the living room, on the sofa.

Miss Yuan stood with one foot on Lin Mo's back, holding a gun to his forehead with both hands, her face flushed with anger.

What do you mean she's already at her maximum? She always feels like she's still a child, that her body hasn't even fully developed yet, okay? And you're saying this is my limit?

As for Director Wang and Sister Chuan, despite their verbal attempts to stop them, they didn't take any action. Sister Chuan even handed Miss Yuan a golf club.

It turns out that there were two traitors among them.

"Sister Yuan, I'm innocent! I really tried my best! It's not that I didn't want to draw, it's just that I really couldn't imagine the kind of figure you wanted!" Lin Mo cried out, lying on the sofa.

I accidentally blurted out the truth, precisely stepping into Miss Yuan's sensitive spot.

But there's nothing I can do. He can only draw what a person looks like when they are a child or when they are an adult. If you ask me to draw something that doesn't exist, there's no way he can do it.

Fair skin and a beautiful face are no problem, but long legs and a curvy figure are something that can't be drawn out at all. Even if you adjusted Ms. Yuan's age to 60, you still wouldn't get that effect, and she might not even have any sagging.

Of course, he could only think these words in his heart; if he were to say them aloud, he would probably be in grave danger today.

"What's there to be unimaginable? I think you're just trying to appease me. Besides, just because I don't have it now doesn't mean I won't have it in the future. Do you even know what a dream is?" Miss Yuan stomped hard on his back.

Lin Mo rolled her eyes upon hearing this and muttered under her breath, "There's a difference between a dream and wishful thinking, okay?"

"What are you muttering about? Speak louder!" Miss Yuan shouted.

Startled, Lin Mo shook his head repeatedly: "No, I mean, Sister Yuan, your dream will come true one day. It's not that I don't want to draw, it's just that I don't have the skills!"

"Humph"

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan put down her feet and took her toy gun. Lin Mo took the opportunity to sit up, while Chuan Mei took the smoothbore gun and fiddled with it. She discovered that although it was a toy, it could actually fire, albeit with the kind of soft-shell cartridge.

Then he gestured with his pants, trying to figure out how the thing was hidden, but his efforts were destined to be fruitless.

Miss Yuan looked at Lin Mo and took a deep breath: "I still don't believe it, unless..."

An hour later, the three of them stared at their own childhood and adult sketches, lost in thought, their faces filled with disbelief.

The portraits of the three as adults are not much different from their current appearance, because Lin Mo chose to sketch what the three would look like ten years later.

The Sichuan girl has hardly changed; her delicate features still have that androgynous look. As for what Li Shiya will look like in ten years, he can't draw it, since there's an element of makeup involved.

Miss Yuan's portrait still shows a cute, childlike face, though she looks a bit more mature now, but she still seems a bit carefree.

Wang Chu, however, has changed somewhat. In Lin Mo's sketch, his face is rounder and his head is a size bigger ten years later.

As for what the three of them looked like when they were little, you could tell how lifelike the drawing was just by looking at their shocked expressions. "Wait... when did you develop this artistic talent? And we've been roommates for over three years, and you've never mentioned you could do this before?" Chuanmei said incredulously.

Unlike Miss Yuan, he was quite certain that Lin Mo had never seen his childhood photos, meaning that he had indeed drawn what he looked like at a certain age based on his current appearance.

Wang Chu's expression was similar: "Yeah, you're trying to play the 'hidden talent' card with us? Also, explain to me why my head has grown so much in ten years!"

Miss Yuan was quite satisfied with her appearance ten years later, at least there was no obvious change: "That goes without saying, it must be because you're over thirty and have gained weight, Wang Datou!"
But speaking of which, I didn't expect that your Peppa Pig drawing was so bad, but your sketching was so good. Why didn't you study art back then?

Also, you can draw the past and the future, so why can't you draw the present? I suspect you're kidding me!

Faced with Miss Yuan's questioning, Lin Mo had no way to explain. He couldn't very well say that his teacher hadn't taught him, could he?
"We have different focuses, and face-to-face sketching is not my forte," Lin Mo said vaguely.

"Tch, but to be fair, yours is quite impressive. You've managed to draw what a person would look like when they grow up, and the resemblance is so high. It's just not very useful," Director Wang sighed.

Hearing this, the Sichuan girl standing nearby said, "How is it useless? I think Lao Mo is suitable to be a criminal investigator. He can help the police catch criminals. How awesome is that!"

“I think he’s more suited to helping families who have lost their children find them. He’s practically a miracle worker when it comes to finding missing children, especially since the police have surveillance footage these days,” Miss Yuan added from the side.

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl's eyes lit up: "That's promising! Lao Mo, do you want to give it a try?"

Lin Mo shook his head: "Forget it. I don't do this as a profession. Besides, even if I wanted to, why would people believe me? And I can't do this kind of thing every day. How am I supposed to live my life?"

It's not that he doesn't want to help families searching for their children, but it's just that it's quite difficult. Even if he draws what the child would look like when they grow up, the chances of finding them are still not high.

"How about I give it a try? Lao Mo only draws a few occasionally? That way you can help others and I can gain traffic, it's a win-win situation!" Chuanmei said, somewhat tempted.

Lin Mo was taken aback by his words: "Aren't you a cross-dressing blogger? What? You're not going to be Li Shiya anymore?"

"Hey, I've been hitting a creative block lately. Although I'm still getting some attention, I can't rely on just one style to stay popular, right? Internet celebrities have short lifespans, and mine is even shorter. I have to add some other elements to my image!" Chuanmei laughed.

If they can transform their business, that would be a good option. Even if they can't, more traffic is still good.

"Sure, you can give it a try. It's just a matter of lifting a finger," Lin Mo nodded in agreement.

Firstly, Chuanmei is a self-media blogger with nearly a million followers, so she has influence. Secondly, he doesn't need to show his face, and she only draws a couple of pictures occasionally, so it doesn't take much effort for him. He agreed, which is fine.

"Then you'd better work hard. If you become a hit, how about I, Sister Yuan, get you some advertising deals? Don't worry, I have plenty of resources," Miss Yuan said with a smile, patting the Sichuan girl on the shoulder.

"Huh? Really?" Chuanmei was a little surprised, not expecting such an unexpected surprise.

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you looking down on me? Let me formally introduce you. The person standing in front of you now is the top salesman of my former company every month. He has connections everywhere and doesn't even care about the manager. He's a super-powerful person who just randomly found a job at the company and is a rich second-generation who wants to experience life in a low-key way."

As the saying goes, below the manager level she's invincible, above the manager level she's one-for-one. Yuan Meng, the direct descendant of the Yuan family!

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl immediately bowed and said, "I have wandered for half my life and have never met such a person."

Miss Yuan: "Get out!"

Sichuan girl:.
Why aren't you playing by the rules?!
(End of this chapter)