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Chapter 424 Restraint and Indulgence

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    Luo Xin always seemed to feel that she had opened Pandora's box and released some monster, causing a chain reaction.  While she was in a daze, Alice and Zhong Jiuchi had already gone to Baigujing to make statements and complaints.

    Taking a deep breath and rubbing her knees, Luo Xin stood up and limped towards Mr. Ali. Mr. Ali had a ballpoint pen clamped on his ear, like an electrician with an electric pen clamped when he was a child. He was cute and cute.

    "If your legs and feet are not good, just bring a chair over."

    When Mr. Ali made a long note, the ballpoint pen also trembled.

    Luo Xin seemed unwilling to row chairs, as if rowing chairs was Mr. Ali¡¯s prerogative.

    "How is your beloved monk's family doing?"

    "The more changes are made, the more chaotic it becomes."

    Mr. Ali opened the drawing, and it was really messed up.

    ¡°One flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The Love Monk¡¯s House only had the tea-table and the Buddha, it was meant for enlightenment, but it must be dazzling now that it is added, it is inconsistent with the theme, it is obviously a show-off, and it is not the true love of the Love Monk¡¯s House.

    "You agreed?"

    ¡°I¡¯ve said it and painted it, but Boss Lu is still not satisfied. I¡¯m a little confused now.¡±

    Luo Xinxiu pulled up the chair next to her and took a closer look. There were too many things here.

    "Brother Ali, please open Mushike and show me."

    Luo Xin seemed to drive Mr. Ali off his seat and began to think about it himself.

    ¡°Can¡¯t you just go to your seat and paint?¡±

    "Shh! Don't talk."

    She started thinking giggling again, and Mr. Ali stood behind her and looked at her in a daze.

    After thinking for twenty minutes, Mr. Ali directly pulled up a chair and sat behind her.

    "What are you doing? Are you two in a daze together?"

    "Can't you see? The dove occupies the magpie's nest. People are thinking, and I am thinking with them."

    Alice could tell that the little girl was inspired. After they finished talking, Luo Xin seemed to have come back to her senses.

    Mr. Ali looked puzzled as he watched her dismantle the furnishings of Mu Shike and Ai Seng's house step by step.

    "Hey! Little girl, they asked us to change to love the monk's family. What do you know about Mu Shike?"

    "Correspondence."

    "What?"

    Luo Xin seemed to start explaining after she had finished disassembling that she changed Mushike and Aisengjia together. Aisengjia only provided "Biluochun" and "Tieguanyin", while Mushike only provided "Bitan Piaoxue" and "Tieguanyin".  Emei snow bud".

    "I know the snow is falling in Bitan, but what about the snow buds in Emei?"

    "The snow buds are obtained from Emei, and the red sacs are not reduced when drinking from Zhuchun."

    "Starting to recite the text again!"

    Luo Xinsi explained: This is a poem by Lu You, a descendant of the tea saint Lu Yu. The monk family pays tribute to Lu Yu, and the poet admirer pays tribute to Lu You. The two are linked in a dream.

    Mr. Ali stopped talking. He thought what she said made sense.

    Luo Xinsi went on to say that Lu You's poems were placed in the c position of Mu Shi Ke. The four treasures of the study, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were placed against the wall. The white walls were replaced with rattan and wood veneers, and the classical and elegant elements were carefully stacked to the greatest extent, making the pair  The admiration of the writer is reflected in his emotions.

    "I think as long as I can be related to these people, Boss Lu will be happy! I already have Tang poetry and Song lyrics, add Yuan Sanqu, Ming and Qing novels, and ancient history all come alive!"

    "It's not impossible!? Why don't you also accompany Mingyue, what about Zhaoxia? If you like, you can use Yuan Sanqu to accompany Mingyue, and you can read Ming and Qing novels to accompany Zhaoxia!"

    Mr. Ali scratched his head, always feeling that he had dug a big hole for himself!

    "If this were painted, it would become a huge project! One teahouse includes the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties!"

    "More than that, the first floor is modern, and the second floor is a dream back to the Tang Dynasty."

    Mr. Ali continued to scratch his head.

    "Stop scratching. If you scratch again, you'll get yellow skin sores. Just tell me whether you can draw or not, right?"

    "No, little puffer fish, but we still haven't solved the problem of the Ai Seng family, but it has raised all other problems!"

    "This is called striving for excellence. I suddenly felt that if I had money and hobbies like Boss Lu, it would be nice to live in an illusion. I would be happy every day, and one person would have enough to eat and the whole family would not be hungry."

    "Why is this so emotional?"

    ¡°Maybe I¡¯ve read too much Zen words from the Ai Seng family.¡±

    Mr. Ali shrugged, not knowing what stimulated the little girl.

    The Aisheng¡¯s house that Boss Lu wants is a display of all belongings, using complicated decorations to cover up the messy inner cultivation. The so-called prosperity is that the clouds cover the moon.??The pure heart is the shining star.

    "We understand what you said, but Boss Lu doesn't understand. He is stubborn."

    ¡°Then let¡¯s have a restrained and indulgent version.¡±

    "and?"

    Luo Xinsi started painting directly. Every designer has his own ideas. Now that Luo Xinsi has dismantled the original structure, he has a new design in his mind.

    She put the Buddha given by Boss Lu into the corridor, creating a quiet circle.

    Then the old abbot was arranged to come to the beloved monk¡¯s home, and he was opposite to the tea table. In the middle position was a green plant, with the green leaves bending down and raising his head, giving him a Zen feel.

    In terms of lighting, the lighting was darkened. She put the light on three main objects. Although the objects that Boss Lu requested were placed in the remaining places, they could not be seen clearly because of the interlacing of light and shadow. It was the use of the light and dark of the light.  Create a Zen-like circle that she wants customers to see, which not only meets the requirements of Party A¡¯s boss Lu, but also takes care of the ideas she conveys.

    ¡°What do you mean is that you can put the light wherever you want to display it, and if you don¡¯t want to show it, just keep it dark?¡±

    ¡°Bingo!¡±

    ¡°It¡¯s really the best of both worlds.¡±

    What is restrained is the monk, but what is indulged is Boss Lu¡¯s desire to brag.

    It¡¯s hard for a girl in her twenties to come up with such a solution. Mr. Ali gave her a big thumbs up.

    "How did you think of it?"

    "A day goes by as soon as you close your eyes and open them. When you close your eyes and feel dark, all you think about are the patterns filtered by your brain. When you open your eyes, you have to see everything that can and cannot be seen. Automatic filtering does not exist. You can only  Manual filtering.¡±

    "Okay, although I didn't understand it very well, I definitely watched a lot of your sketch."

    "It's not just sketches, I watch talk shows and cross talk. Life has to be a little more joyful, right?"

    As for Luo Xinxi¡¯s way of relieving boredom, Mr. Ali only thinks it is a way of entertainment for the elderly.

    "Then do you want to soak wolfberry in a thermos cup?"

    ¡°No need, but I always try soaking ice cream in hot coffee, so why don¡¯t I give it to you to try next time.¡±

    Mr. Ali doesn¡¯t dare to taste it. This is the standard for the boss lady. He doesn¡¯t want to become the boss lady yet.

    He is a talkative and talks nonsense. Every time he finishes thinking about a design project, he always says some random words to relieve the depression in his heart, as if he has suppressed too many negative emotions. He can only continue working after he finishes talking.

    Mr. Ali said that this is to show off the damn sense of accomplishment, and to tell the copywriting as a joke in order to continue working.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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