So tonight, Shen Ning started the live broadcast for a while, and he called the three brothers in the dormitory over and watched the live broadcast with him.

And at this time, four brothers in a dormitory huddled in front of the computer, too frightened to look at the screen.

"Simon Bubblegum, Nima is too pitiful, how are we going to sleep tonight!"

"That's right, you said you were good, let us listen to the ghost story above!"

The rest of the dorm would be complaining about Simon Bubblegum.

"Who told you to say that I coaxed me, didn't you tell ghost stories yourself It's not a big deal? I said that I probably didn't sleep all night when I was scared, and no one believed it yet, but now I believe it, right?"

Although Simon Bubble Gum is also very scary, it can still be a little stronger than others, so he said to the three brothers in the dormitory proudly.

"Believe, believe, but what are we going to do for four nights!!"

A few people in the dormitory, this will be muttering with tears.

Pu Chen Gong is a sophomore at the Luo Du Academy of Fine Arts, an academy with only a few hundred students, but all of them are geniuses in painting.

The college is located in the cultural area of Luo Du, the academic atmosphere on the campus is very strong, everyone puts their minds on painting every day, Puchen Gong, is a particularly outstanding one.

On the fourth floor of the top floor of the teaching building of the Luo Du Academy of Fine Arts, there is a 791 classroom.

This classroom has been sealed for a long time, this used to be a studio, and then somehow it was no longer used, and now there is always a heavy lock hanging on the door of 791, but only Pu Chen Gong knows the secret of this studio.

That is, the lock, as soon as he pulled it, he opened it, so Puchen Gong went into this old studio to paint after finishing class every day, and a painting was for several hours, or even a night.

No one has ever disturbed here, but fortunately the lights in the studio are still on.

At eight o'clock that night, Pu Chen Gong, as usual, sat alone in the middle of the old studio, concentrating on painting. Drawing and drawing, sleepiness hit, Pu Chen Gong pushed the drawing board aside, lay down on the table next to him, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, Pu Chen Gong woke up.

He hung his head and blinked...... It's so cold, I was woken up by freezing, how could it be so cold?

Pu Chen Gong looked sideways at the door, it was open.

When I came in, I had already marked the door, so how could I open it?

Pu Chen Gong stood up, he walked to the door and closed it, but his hand had just touched the door......

"Are you awake?"

"Ah, who'?!!!"

Pu Chen Gong turned around, and he saw a person sitting in the corner! It was a girl, with a pale yellow dress and long shawl hair, and the girl was sitting there with her back to herself facing the corner, as if she was thinking about it!

"You... How did you get in?!"

"I passed by here, and when I saw the lights on, I came in. ”

"But, Kovo has already marked the door, how did you get in?"

"The wood on the door frame is already bad. As soon as I pushed, the chute fell off. ”

Sure enough, Pu Chen Gong looked down and saw that the chute on the door frame fell to the ground, and the wood was really terrible.

"That's... So what are you doing here? Why are you sitting there?"

"It's nothing, classmate, I just have one thing to ask you to ......"

"Oh?"

"Can you draw a picture for me?"

"Portrait, why did I ask me to paint you a picture?"

"Oh, they all say I'm beautiful, so I've always wanted to find someone to draw a picture of me. Classmate, can you help me with this?" Pu Chen Gong was silent for a moment,

"Well...... Well, I promise you, you turn around, I'll draw it for you. ”

"No, that's all there is to me. ”

"Why?"

"Because the back can reflect my figure more. Please draw it. ”

As she spoke, the girl slowly stood up.

Sure enough, it was a very beautiful figure.

Dozens of minutes later, Pu Chen Gong finished painting.

"Okay, do you want to see if it's like?"

"No, you take the painting away. I'll have a chance to see it later. Thank you. ”

"But, but you, you don't look at ......"

"No, I know what you're going to say, it's okay, I'm also from this school, and we'll meet again in the future. I'd like to stay a little longer, and if it's okay, you can go first. ”

"Okay. Puchen Gong left with the frustration that his labor was not recognized.

The next morning, Pu Chengong hung his new work on the bedside of the bedroom, and all eyes were suddenly focused.

"Huo! Puchen Gong, are you kid interested in someone? The body shape is quite good, hey, which department? What is it called? Say it quickly, how does it look?"

Faced with the curiosity of his classmates, Pu Chen Gong smiled but did not answer.

Because, he didn't know what the girl looked like.

The girl had a sweet voice, long flowing hair, and a first-class figure, but who was she? What did she look like? For several days, this question had been haunting Pu Chen Gong's mind.

That night, Pu Chen Gong came to the 791 studio again. But as soon as he arrived at the door, he found that the lock on the door was gone, and a premonition immediately surged into Pu Chengong's heart, he quickly pushed the door open, and sure enough, the light was on, and the girl sat there with her back to him and facing the corner, as she had done that day.

Today, she wears an honest student uniform in dark green.

"When did you come in?"

"Just came, thank you. I saw the picture you drew for me last time, and it's very good. ”

"Oh, when did you watch it?"

"That day, I went to look for you in your bedroom, and there was no one in your room, and I saw it on the wall at the end of your bed. Classmate, can you draw one for me?"

"Yes, but girl, why don't you turn around and sit?"

"Oh, I like people to look at my back because I'm in good shape, will you draw it?"

"Well, you're wearing weird clothes today. ”

"Old clothes from many years ago. ”

Pu Chengong set up the easel again, and just like that day, after finishing the painting, the girl asked Pu Chengong to take her work away.

That night, Pu Chen Gong, who was lying on the bed, almost didn't sleep all night.

The girl's back was always dangling in front of him. In the days that followed, Pu Chengong would see the girl in Studio 791 every night, and just like the first time, every time he finished painting the girl, he left with his folder on his back. And Pu Chen Gong painted the girl's back every time! The girl always sat there facing the corner of the wall with her back to her, and her daily request was ......

"Just draw my back!"

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

Pu Chen Gong gradually felt that this girl's behavior was a little strange, and the most unbearable thing for him was that his classmates ridiculed him that his girlfriend was an ugly monster, so he only dared to show her back to his classmates.

That night, Puchen Gong made up his mind that he would turn the girl around, and he would definitely draw a positive portrait of the girl. Pu Chen Gong firmly believed that the girl must be like a fairy, but she was too shy.

By the time I got to Studio 791, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. What Pu Chen Gong didn't expect was that there was a lock on the door of the 791 studio.

Why? Didn't the girl come today? Pu Chen Gong pulled open the lock, he pushed the door into the house and turned on the light.

Pu Chen Gong sat in front of the easel, he didn't have the heart to paint at all, he only had that girl in his mind.

Why didn't she come? Hey, Pu Chen Gong immediately came to his senses, he picked up the pen, while thinking about drawing, after a while, a particularly beautiful girl appeared on the drawing paper, this is Pu Chen Gong according to his own imagination for the girl to draw a picture: perfect body, long black hair, and a playful and lovely face, it is really wonderful.

Pu Chen Gong put down his pen and admired his work.

He thought to himself that the girl's true face must be even more lovely.

With a squeak, the door opened.

The girl walked in slowly, still wearing the pale yellow dress she had worn when she had first met.

She lowered her head, her long hair, hanging down from both sides, so that Pu Chen Gong could not see her face at all.

"Girl, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"

"No one bullied me, but, you deceived me. ”

"I... I lied to you? What's wrong?"