Chapter Seventy-One: See You Poorly
"But again, I'm a weak student, not a scumbag!" The weak girl obviously hates the word "scumbag", isn't it weaker than her sister, she's not a scumbag at all!
"Oh......" Ling Xing lowered her head a little weakly, I don't know if it was an illusion, she always felt that the weak girl had been staring at her viciously since just now!
Who let Ling Xingzui raise the topic of who is a scumbag! No wonder she was targeted......
Perhaps, Ling Xing's surroundings can attract so many strange characters, she shouldn't sigh at the injustice of the heavens, but should find the reason in herself?
Ahem, the topic is a little far away...... All in all, whether it's a scholar who likes a pit girl, or a scholar who is weak but can intermittently burst out with extraordinary strength, it doesn't seem to be a normal person.
"I don't know what the ranking of the two painters is?" Ye Zidie finally asked a very serious question.
Previously, the Xueshen Girl and the Xueshen Girl introduced themselves for so long, and they talked about a bunch of what they didn't, Ye Zidie and they listened to the gossip with relish, but there was no useful information......
For example, how many artists are they on the artist list.
When the Divine Girl first invited them to the box, she had mentioned that there were only two sisters in the room, and there were no other people, which meant that they were definitely not relatives and friends who were invited in by famous painters like herself and her sister Ling Xing.
The only possibility is that they themselves are famous painters on the list to be reasonable! At this moment, Ye Zidie's reasoning ability is level...... A sharp color flashed in her eyes.
It would be nice if Leng Mengyuan was here, Leng Mengyuan, as an internal pillar of the SOS Painters Association, is the kind that is even more advanced than the top Ji cadres...... Naturally, he knew exactly where the sisters in front of him were.
But now...... It's up to them to say.
"Ranking?, non-existent!" said the Xueshen Girl with a slight eyebrow raised and smiled.
"What do you mean?"
"It's just that we don't have a ranking. ”
"How is that possible!" Ye Zidie shouted in disbelief, as smart as she was, she was so unwilling to reason wrongly!
"Then which painter's relatives and friends followed him into this Western restaurant?" Ling Xing then asked.
"It was just the two of us who came on our own...... What kind of painter's relatives and friends?" The girl felt a little inexplicable.
Although their mothers are indeed ...... But now she is still playing mahjong in Fusang Country! This time, the artist face-to-face exchange meeting was indeed her and her sister who came by themselves.
"None of us followed, and to be precise, we're not artists yet, because we haven't published anything under our own name, so we're not even a debutant. How can there be a ranking?", the weak girl added on the side.
Not even a painter......
The faces of the people present were full of doubts, although people like Yuan Zhiru and Ye Zidie were not considered painters, but they had someone to bring them.
When can someone who is not a painter enter casually? This is not scientific!
"However, my sister and I are all there! If we do get ranked, you will all be squeezed two behind, so you should be glad for that!" said the young girl very domineeringly.
As almighty gods, what are the cricket fandoms? What's more, they have always been influenced by relevant aspects at home, but they have never written them themselves......
Tremble, mortals! With all due respect, all of you are scum! The Goddess of Learning, raising her head proudly, looked around arrogantly, as if she wanted to see the surprise and adoration on the faces of the people.
A good person, ah, not a god, why is it suddenly abnormal?
Ling Xing complained silently in his heart.
None of the people present were accommodating the girl in science and science, and she performed exaggeratedly......
"Hey, why are you all so calm?"
"I'm not a painter, what's the matter with me?" Ye Zidie and Yuan Zhiru said in unison.
"That, although I'm also a painter, I'm not on the artist list in the first place......" An Xiaoxi said weakly with a raised hand.
"In the same way, I wasn't on the list in the first place, and if you did make the list, it wouldn't matter to me. Ling Xing looked at the Xueshen girl with some subtlety.
As for the rest An Xiaoqian, she looks like a worldly master and a fairy-skinny person, and she is not shocked by humiliation.
The real fluctuation in her heart is: Hmph, how can I say that I am also a relatively senior painter ranked eighteenth, and I don't have the same knowledge as them, so it can still reflect my bearing!
Anyway, she wouldn't believe that the twin sisters in front of her would be a blockbuster in the near future, and then the ranking would be directly defined before her position (eighteen).
"Why are you like this?" the girl who pretended to be unable to force the god of learning tugged at her hair in frustration.
"Sister, don't be poor, it's important to get down to business!" said the weak girl with a frowning brow, her right hand covering her lips, as if she was a little impatient.
"Wait a little longer! I must use the spirit of the Eight Kings to deter them this time, so that we can save some trouble for a while?" the Xueshen girl persuaded her sister very calmly.
There is a conspiracy!
This was Ling Xing's first reaction...... The pair of abnormal sisters in front of them brought them a lot of joy and horror before, and they thought they were a pair of living treasures, but now it seems that they are going to see the poor dagger after all!
"Who the hell are you?"
"Having said that, we are artists who are about to become famous artists on the list. ”
The weak girl couldn't get used to seeing her sister continue to grind, so she actually stood up and walked in front of the girl who was learning gods, as if she wanted to take away the right to speak from her sister, that is, the question of who communicated with Ling Xing and the others.
"Since we hadn't debuted yet, we didn't know what level of strength we were, but our mother estimated that our drawing skills were good enough to be in the top 20 of the artist rankings, so my sister and I wanted to find a reference. ”
"Looks like you're eyeing me?" An Xiaoqian, who was sitting lazily, suddenly sat up solemnly, and her tone was a little cold.
"Yes, Yufeng Bomo, who is ranked eighteenth on the painter list, I want to challenge you, let's compare the workmen's paintings! cough cough ......" In the end, the weak girl coughed a little again, this physique is really no one......
"What if I say no?" An Xiaoqian's voice became more and more cold, I didn't expect that there were really people who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth to really challenge her, although she was the bottom of the top twenty, but she couldn't be pinched like a soft persimmon, right?