"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a breaking sound of a cup falling to the ground, interrupting Zeng Qi's discussion.

They subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound source, and saw Huang Limei squatting down in a panic, cleaning up the glass fragments on the ground, lowering her head and not daring to look at Zeng Qi and them, obviously looking a little weak-hearted.

Just now, Zeng Qi and the others discussed Chen Hui's plan, and she heard it, just when she decided to tell Chen Hui for a while.

A hand reached for the broken glass in her hand, she looked up slightly, and saw Zeng Qi's smiling face, but this smile looked very unnatural.

Zeng Qi snatched the cup from her hand and said with some threat: "You didn't hear anything just now, did you?" Let me tell you, I'm having a little awkward trouble with Chen Hui now, if you shake this matter out for me, I'm not done with you, do you know?"

Several other tall boys on the side also gathered around to watch her.

Huang Limei was a little scared, she didn't dare to say anything, and she didn't want the cup, so she hurriedly got up and returned to her seat.

Soon the last class was over, this was the homeroom teacher's Chinese class, but Huang Limei had been distracted, and she could even lose her reading the text.

Uncle Kill's eyes were like torches, and he could see at a glance that something was wrong with her, so he grabbed a chalk head from the podium and smashed it, hitting her forehead, and only came back to her senses after eating pain, and realized that it was too late when she was distracted.

Uncle Kill's cold voice sounded: "Huang Limei!

"Yes......" She picked up the textbook with some grievances and walked to the back of the classroom.

She was very close to Chen Hui at the moment, and suddenly she was overjoyed and wanted to tell Chen Hui about Zeng Qi's plan.

She looked at Zeng Qi in the front row again, and was reading the text carefully, not noticing her. So, she strengthened her courage, approached Chen Hui's seat step by step, stretched out her fingers and rubbed Chen Hui's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Chen Hui, let's go home together after school in a while?"

This is the best way she can come up with, not only did she not tell Chen Hui about Zeng Qi's plan, but also to ensure Chen Hui's safety, at least she felt that if there were multiple people, Zeng Qi and they should not dare to mess around.

But she didn't expect that Chen Hui rejected her.

Chen Hui turned around and smiled politely and said, "Thank you for the invitation, but I have something to do after school, you can go back first, and we don't seem to be on the way." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Huang Limei to ask, she turned around and continued to listen carefully.

Chen Hui's last sentence blocked what she wanted to say, they really didn't go way, one went to the east and the other went west......

In this class, Huang Limei was extremely tormented, not because of the penalty station, but because she knew that Chen Hui was about to be in danger but couldn't help her.

Huang Limei didn't dare to offend Zeng Qi, and even not long ago, she had a good impression of Zeng Qi.

Finally, the bell for the end of class still rang, and the classmates left one after another, only Zeng Qi and a few boys gathered together to discuss something, and Chen Hui was not in a hurry to leave.

Chen Hui was hesitating to go to the old art building to have a look, she was so entangled, if she didn't go, the curiosity in her heart could torture her to death. But go ahead, and it feels so embarrassing......

She thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go, she walked out of the classroom with cheerful steps, and went straight to the old art building, not noticing that Zeng Qi and the others in the class had been paying attention to her movements.

After trotting all the way, Chen Hui soon came to the downstairs of the art building, and then with full curiosity, she stepped up the stairs leading to the upper floor.

During this period, I met several students who came down with sketchpads and small buckets, and they looked tall, obviously looking more mature, and they looked like sophomores in high school.

The boy will more or less look at Chen Hui twice, and the girl will kindly remind her to let go, don't let the paint stain her clothes, there is a kind of acrylic paint on the clothes, it can't be cleaned.

Chen Hui cautiously came to the third floor, curiously inspecting each classroom, or studio.

Because the studio here is very simple, just pile the original desks together, leave more than half of the open space, and put a few easels to form a studio.

Finally, when inspecting a small studio in the far corner on the left, Chen Hui found a familiar figure, it was a boy sitting in the corner, his body was thin, his hair was slightly long, and he was still a little hooked when he painted, but he painted very seriously, so serious that Chen Hui approached him, he didn't notice it.

Chen Hui also confirmed that this boy was the Ah Zhong who helped Chen Hui several times before, it turned out that his name was Wu Zhong, and he was really the genius specialty mentioned on the poster.

Chen Hui stood behind him for five or six minutes, watching him finish the painting.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Chen Hui really couldn't believe that the picture on the drawing board, on the four-open sketch paper, was really drawn by the young man in front of him with just a few pencils.

It's too similar, it looks like the real thing, lifelike, and because it's black and white, it looks like it has more of an indescribable meaning than the real thing.

Chen Hui doesn't know how to draw, and she can't say any professional terms, but she simply thinks that his paintings are so good-looking.

In this empty studio, Ah Zhong was painting seriously, Chen Hui was looking at it seriously, and the strange thing was that Ah Zhong didn't find out about Chen Hui's existence until he finished painting and turned around to leave!

"Ahh

When he saw Chen Hui, he subconsciously screamed, this was the first time Chen Hui heard his voice, it was very magnetic, and it sounded good.

The first few times he didn't speak, Chen Hui thought he was dumb.

It was the same as before, it was originally fine, but when he saw Chen Hui, Ah Zhong instantly blushed again, lowered his head and was about to bypass her and leave.

But this time, he was stopped by Chen Hui sideways, and asked jokingly: "Why do you avoid me every time? Am I so scary? I don't look that ugly, right?"

Hearing Chen Hui's last words, Ah Zhong suddenly shook his head quickly, as if he was denying something.

Chen Hui was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes in confusion, and while she was in a daze, Ah Zhong didn't care so much, and ran out of the studio as soon as she pushed her away.

"Hey, you ......" Chen Hui didn't pay attention and was almost pushed down by him, feeling a little depressed, what kind of person, is she really so terrible?

"Whew~" Chen Hui exhaled helplessly, pouting in anger, and looked at Ah Zhong's painting seriously, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like it.

Suddenly, Chen Hui noticed that there was a pen holder on the side of his easel that looked familiar, she squatted down and took a closer look, only to find that it was a bottle of Red Bull drink.

There was some graffiti painted on it, but Chen Hui didn't recognize it for a while. When Ah Zhong helped her carry the book before, she gave him a bottle of Red Bull drink.

Could it be this, Chen Hui thought to herself, but quickly dispelled this idea.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman's scolding voice suddenly came from outside the studio, sounding like a teacher who was in charge of the keys to this floor.

"Hey, that boy, what are you sneaking around hiding in the door of the classroom and peeking at? You're going to lock the door, hurry up and go!"