"Greasy?" Ling Xue Vulture: "What do you mean? ”

Li Mengjie said: "She probably fell in love with Leng Xuan. ”

Ling Xue Vulture almost fainted, this dead girl is really getting more and more speechless, such earth-shattering words can also be said, if you want to say that Luo Shuixi will take a fancy to Leng Xuan, then it is really something that she won't believe if she is killed!

Li Mengjie smiled and said: "Okay, just kidding, but I think Luo Shuixi does have some weirdness to inquire about Leng Xuan, he is a dignified classical school girl, why should he ask about a country boy?" ”

Ling Xuewu didn't want Li Mengjie to know the specific situation that happened at the school gate yesterday, so she immediately said, "Don't worry about it so much. ”

“……”

Class 7 of the third year of high school!

The first class in the afternoon was an art class, and the art teacher didn't come because of a bit of an emergency, so he asked the study committee to notify everyone and asked everyone to create a picture of their own imagination.

Su Yurou is a student in the seventh class of the third year of high school, at this moment she is holding a paintbrush in her hand, supporting her chin in the other hand, looking out of the window in a daze, in fact, she is thinking about the picture of Leng Xuan dealing with the robbers in the bank, and unconsciously started to use the pen, because the picture in her mind is too profound, so it only took ten minutes to sketch a rough idea, and then began to color, and when the class was about to end, a complete oil painting had been created, and the painting showed a young man dressed in a cold cloth fighting against the fierce robbers, The look is confident, with a little bit of eyelidness, whether it is the action or the demeanor, it is simply lifelike.

Looking at this painting, a soft smile appeared on the corner of Su Yurou's mouth, and she thought, 'If I give this painting to Brother Leng Xuan, I don't know if he likes it or not?' ’

"Yurou, what did you draw?" Suddenly, a girl next to her leaned her face over.

"Ahh Su Yurou was nervous for no reason, and when she subconsciously wanted to put away the drawing paper, the other party had already shouted "wow": "Yurou, who is this, it's so good to draw!"

"Really? Let me take a look at ...... too" There were a few classmates nearby who were also attracted over, and a few of them were not for the painting, but for a close look at the fragrance and smell the unique girlish fragrance on Su Yurou's body.

Su Yurou seemed to be being seen through her heart, and suddenly, her face was flushed with shame, and she only let two or three people see it and put the painting away, blushing and saying, "I don't paint well, don't look at it!"

"Yo, I'm still blushing!" The first girl who saw the painting smiled and said, suddenly, she remembered something, and said, "Yurou, is this the prince charming in your mind?" ”

Su Yurou was already blushing, but when she heard this, her heart beat faster, she glanced at the girl and said, "Huahua, you know that he is ...... talking nonsense."

The girl named Huahua interrupted Su Yurou's words and said with a smile: "How can I talk nonsense, many classmates in the class know that you already have Prince Charming!" Hmph, it's really not enough friends to tell me......"

Su Yuju said: "I don't have any Prince Charming, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hip, I said Su Da Beauty, you still don't admit it?" Huahua smiled: "Not only do many students in our class know, but there are also many people in the next class who are talking about it." You're still in the dark, aren't you? ”