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Until Gao Hao returned to his work station, Jiang You could still hear the hiccups coming from behind.

One after another, one after another, sounding more and more urgent.

It's like the kind of hiccup that doesn't stop after you choke on something, and the second one catches up with you, making you sound like you're out of breath.

Suddenly, the hiccups stopped for a moment, and Gao Hao's voice seemed to be blocked in his throat.

Jiang You turned around and saw a circle of white stuff stuck to Gao Hao's mouth.

His mouth opened, and white cotton balls spit out from Gao Hao's mouth.

Balls of white cotton balls that looked fluffy and soft rolled down onto his table as Gao Hao began to hiccup again.

The cotton dumplings were white and fluffy, and looked no different from the cotton used to stuff stuffed dolls at the work station.

Jiang You was still holding a handful of cotton taken out of the box between her fingers. She moved her fingertips without stopping, stuffing the white cotton ball into the sewn rabbit body in her hand.

Turning his eyes back from behind, Jiang You sewed up the opening that was left stuffed with cotton. He briefly admired his result, and he could still tell that the result was a white rabbit doll.

She put the rabbit with a white body in front of the table. The rabbit with four legs of different lengths could not stand up. It lay on the table with its head hanging in the air. If it was touched even slightly, it would fall.

Jiang You grabbed the rabbit's ears with his hands and adjusted its posture so that it could lie smoothly on the table.

After putting them away, Jiang You did not draw a new pattern. She took out several other colors of cloth from the box containing different pieces of cloth.

She wasn't going to use her brain to think about how to draw the patterns for other styles of dolls. Jiang You planned to make five rabbits of different colors. According to her level, even if she used the same pattern, the final product would be absolutely different.

While rummaging for pieces of cloth, Jiang You glanced at the table at the front row of workstations.

At the workstation No. 8, a yellow Shiba Inu doll was lying on the table. Its whole body was dirty and tattered, with cracks everywhere, and white cotton balls squeezed out of the body, turning into a A yellow and white Shiba Inu.

Half of the mouth of the Shiba Inu sewn with iron flowers is left, and half of the mouth still maintains the arc of a smile. The round black eyes of the Shiba Inu have also been opened, one eye is missing, and the position of one eye is still retained. Spreading black lines.

Jiang You looked over and met the remaining black eyes of the Shiba Inu, and the sound of a puppy appeared in her mind again.

But this time the sound was not the energetic "woof!" it sounded like before, but "woof woo woo..."

It sounds pathetic.

His eyes moved from the yellow and white Shiba Inu to the intern sitting in the front row.

Who picked it up?

Everyone's backs looked busy, and everyone seemed to be completing their own work seriously. Jiang You didn't see anyone get up from their seats.

Maybe someone picked up the Shiba Inu doll from the ground when she turned to observe Gao Hao?

Gao Hao was still hiccupping, but his voice was not as loud as before.

His workstation was filled with white cotton balls spit out from his mouth, and the snow-white color was piled high.

"belch……"

Another ball of white cotton dumplings was spat out by Gao Hao. Perhaps the height of the pile reached the limit. The cotton dumplings on the table, like small snowy mountains, began to roll down from the top of the mountain.

One after another, they rolled down from workstation No. 45, bouncing down like small snowballs, rolling to the spot, and rolling onto the table of the person next to them.

The time on the clock in the workshop does not stop because of what happens in the workshop, it keeps moving forward.

More than half of the morning working hours have passed.

With the experience of the first one, Jiang You made the remaining four colors of cloth into rabbit dolls.

However, in order to meet Director Yang's request for five different plush dolls, the remaining four rabbit dolls each have their own characteristics. The gray rabbit doll has no tail, the red rabbit doll has kitten-like ears, the blue rabbit doll has short limbs and small legs, like a rabbit with four round balls under its belly, and the yellow rabbit doll has long With four extra long legs.

Suddenly, the door of the workshop was pushed open.

When it was almost time to get off work at twelve o'clock, Director Yang came back from outside.

The moment the door opened, many players looked at Gao Hao, who was sitting in No. 45. Everyone wanted to see how Director Yang, the workshop director of the eighth production workshop, would handle this matter.

At this time, at workstation No. 45, the piled up white cotton dumplings buried the table. Gao Hao lay on the table and continued to spit out white cotton balls. His head was also buried in his own vomit, and his body was covered in white cotton balls.

Gao Hao's hiccups were almost no longer audible. He looked dying and weak. He was lying on the workstation and became an emotionless cotton-making machine.

In the eyes of everyone, Director Yang lived up to everyone's expectations and walked to workstation No. 45.

When he was standing, his head could barely reach the current position of Gao Hao's shoulders. Director Yang reached out and swept the cotton on Gao Hao's body, revealing Gao Hao's tall body. Then he reached out and patted Gao Hao's back.

I saw that Gao Hao suddenly burped heavily, and then a huge white cotton ball came out of his mouth. After vomiting, Gao Hao changed from lying on the table to standing up, with his head The cotton balls on his upper body fell to the ground.

Gao Hao stood up with his mouth trembling, looking as if he was ready to continue burping and spitting out cotton.

At this time, Director Yang moved very quickly. He slapped Gao Hao on the back: "Hold it in!"

When Director Yang stood up and walked out of the seat, Gao Hao's small stature quickly turned over and got on the chair.

After being interrupted, Gao Hao opened his mouth and closed it again. A bit of white cotton wool was exposed at the corner of his mouth. Others could see that Gao Hao's mouth moved and the white cotton wool was rolled into his mouth.

Gao Hao's Adam's apple rolled, as if he was swallowing the cotton wool in his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Director Yang nodded slightly to express satisfaction. He then said to Gao Hao, "Where is the doll you made? Take it out and show it to me."

There was nothing on Gao Hao's table except white cotton dumplings, including the boxes containing various materials that he had overturned and fell to the ground. They were still on the ground.

"Number 45? Didn't you make any of them?" Director Yang's voice was low and oppressive, and he sounded unhappy.