Speaking of updates, usually: one chapter in the evening, one chapter in the morning

Two chapters a day, it's not slow, everyone's considerate Ha, well, smash the ticket!

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Library.

Han Feng has watched nearly a quarter of "Motor System", and his brain is a little groggy, he has received too much knowledge in the past few days, and his brain disk has occupied nearly half of it. After a few days of hard work, his results are also remarkable, and the hand-driven writing has already been completed in his heart, and when he finishes reading this book, he can start to carry it out.

At this moment, it is the class time of the first and second classes in the morning, and there are very few people in the library, two or three people are distributed in the huge reading room, which is very empty.

Involuntarily, Han Feng thought of the girl from the Department of Neuroscience in his mind, who was also in the same position that day, and he saw her opposite and was amazed by her beauty.

Neurology Class 1, Han Feng has already been to class twice, but every time Han Feng came in a hurry, hurried away, and did not deliberately know the girl, on the one hand, he was afraid that he would fall into that embarrassing and thrilling situation again, on the other hand, his mind was not on this for the time being, most of what he thought about in his mind was his super system, but in his spare time, he would occasionally think of her.

Looking up at the seat opposite, it seemed that the girl was sitting there again, looking at herself with a look of disgust and shyness.

Han Feng's heart moved, he took out a blank piece of paper, took out a pen, and then brushed the ground on it.

Han Feng had no experience in painting before, and he had never received training in this area, but now he is different from the past, and now his control of his hands is not flexible enough compared to normal people, but in terms of accuracy, it is comparable to precision instruments.

Therefore, this pen drawing is drawn all the way, it can be described as smooth and natural, one stroke at a time, the slightest drag and water, the priority control of the line is simply perfect, in other words, it is not much different from the black and white photo printed by the printer.

About ten minutes later, Han Feng finished the first painting in his life, he picked it up, blew it, dried the ink, and put it to look at it from a distance, but he felt good.

The picture above is exactly the same as the scene he saw a few days ago, and even the girl's shameful expression is vividly vivid.

"I didn't expect that I still have a talent for painting, if I don't have money to eat in the future, I can go to the streets to help people paint for a living, hehe!"

After entertaining his brain, Han Feng clipped the painting into the manuscript paper and continued to bury his head in the book.

After about an hour, the second class has ended, and some students have come to the library to read books or study on their own, and Han Feng has already finished reading the plan he booked, so he put the book back in its place, packed up his things, and left.

Went down the stairs and walked to a corner, Han Feng suddenly saw a figure rushing towards him, his body reacted immediately, quickly flashed to the side, and narrowly avoided a big collision, but because he concentrated on controlling his feet just now, he ignored the control of his opponent, so the things in Han Feng's hands were scattered all over the ground.

"I'm sorry......" A familiar voice sounded in Han Feng's ears, making him stunned.

He looked up and saw that it was the girl! She was squatting on the ground at the moment, helping Han Feng pick up things.

"Uh...... It's okay. ”

Han Feng felt his heartbeat slowly accelerate.

The girl picked up the things on the ground, and after hearing Han Feng's voice, she raised her eyes and was stunned: "It turned out to be you?"

"Uh...... Thank you. Han Feng snatched the things from the girl's hand, thanked him, and then turned around and left, if he didn't leave, it would be too late.

"You ......"

Before Li Shanshan could react, Han Feng's figure was gone.

"Am I so terrifying?" Li Shanshan thought with her mouth slightly open.

She looked at herself again, and didn't seem to notice anything annoying.

After thinking about it for a long time, Li Shanshan didn't figure out why this boy named Han Feng was so afraid of herself, so she muttered: "What a weirdo!"

She just wanted to continue upstairs, but she saw a manuscript paper out of the corner of her eye, she knew that this should have been dropped by Han Feng just now, and when she picked it up by herself, she didn't see it just now.

So, Li Shanshan picked it up and was about to throw it into the trash, but after glancing at it, she froze.

She saw a pen sketch of herself on this manuscript paper!

This painting had to shock her, because the painting was so similar, it was almost like being taken with a camera, and the lines in it, whether straight or arc, seemed to be made of one stroke, without any traces of repair, Li Shanshan found it hard to believe that someone had drawn a pen drawing to this extent, but the fact was in front of her, this was clearly a pen drawing, and the back of the painting could clearly see the indentation of the pen.

The protagonist in the painting is her, Li Shanshan liked this painting at first sight, and liked it very much, from childhood to adulthood, all the photos she took were not as good as this small manuscript paper.

"He painted it?"

"He must have painted it. She was muttering to herself, "That's amazing." ”

Li Shanshan knows this picture better than anyone else, it is clearly what happened when she met him for the first time a few days ago, but she didn't know that she was like this at the time.

Carefully tucked the picture in her notepad, she went to her own study.

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When Han Feng returned to the dormitory, Xu Linhu and Li Wang were there.

Xu Linhu was spinning the basketball in his hand, and when he saw Han Feng, he said, "Crazy, come back, I have great news to inform you today." ”

Crazy is Han Feng's nickname, which was given after Liu Yueshuang came to their bedroom once, but Xu Linhu and Li Wang also had their own nicknames - Tiger and Wangcai. Although Li Wang strongly protested against this nickname and hoped that everyone would call him Wang Tsai, his protest was automatically ignored by Tiger and Han Feng.

As soon as Han Feng entered the door, he noticed that some changes had taken place in the bedroom, and when he looked again, he found that the things on Sun Le's bunk had been replaced, so he said, "Did Sun Le move out and have a new roommate?"

"Tiger, what's the matter, I said it a long time ago, the observation power of a madman is not covered!" Wangcai said to Xu Linhu, "I am willing to lose the bet, you have a treat tonight, haha!"

"Damn, madman, you're so interesting, why are you doing so much self-study!" Xu Linhu scolded with a smile, "Chu Shuai, come out, don't hide!"

As soon as the words fell, the door of the bathroom opened, and the four-eyed Chu Shuai came out of it: "Hello, Han Feng, long time no see." ”

"Chu Shuai?"

Seriously, Han Feng really forgot about this patient, these days, he didn't go to class at all, and the people in the class, only a few of them, all met in the dormitory area, Han Feng nodded at him, and said hello.

"Okay, now that Sun Le's kid is gone, our dormitory has finally completed the great cause of reunification, it is worth celebrating, today I have a treat, the place - the school cafeteria!"

"Cut-" Xu Linhu was despised by Li Wang and Chu Shuai at the same time.

"Don't want to get by, I must let you bleed today......"

Han Feng has always been quiet, coupled with his own inconvenience, he usually does not participate in the fights between them, when they are making a fuss, he remembers the pen drawing he drew today, and when he opens the manuscript paper, he finds that he has lost it.