I'll take you to fight: it represents a kind of unity, friendship, and positive spirit, which is often used to inspire teammates and boost morale when the team morale is low.

Although the elegant and easy-going Guan Lang felt that this sentence was a little inconsistent with the context here, he could sincerely express his envy of the onlookers but with some lost classmates' caring hearts.

Of course he hadn't heard of CSGO, and he didn't know what eggplant was!

......

Guan Lang's encouragement and care for the students in his heart obviously cannot be dispersed.

He wanted to mix up the evaluation link in a low-key manner, but it seemed that he couldn't do it.

"Hand-painted gods. ”

"It's too slippery, Guan Lang is engaged in vicious competition again!"

"Fuck, why?"

"Care for the scumbags!"

"If you don't love it, please don't hurt it!"

The surrounding classmates were talking, and they sincerely expressed their sincere appreciation for Guan Lang in their own way, and Guan Lang also noticed that the male classmate who had originally hung the drawings next to him was silently removing his own and preparing to move elsewhere.

I'm afraid to shop around!

If the teachers had evaluated Guan Lang's drawings first, and then seen that his gap was too big, I am afraid that he would be in danger.

Guan Lang shook his head, is it so exaggerated?

He is not really good at design thinking, but his expression skills are okay.

Others think more and do less, the idea stays in the mind, he may not think very diverse, but all of them are implemented and reflected in the drawing, so the readability of the drawing is good.

The teachers laughed and walked in with the coffee from the vending machine, and saw everyone gathered in the corner.

"It seems that everyone likes a certain student's drawings? Teacher Fang from the next group said with a smile.

Guan Lang looked at the eyes of his classmates, showed a polite and embarrassing smile, and rushed the ducks to the shelves.

......

Classes end at noon.

Guan Lang stood on the side of the sidewalk, looking up and staring quietly ahead, his body straight and motionless.

"What are you looking at?"

An Xiaqing magically appeared again, like a wild monster that had only been refreshed.

Guan Lang glanced down at her, then turned his head to continue staring.

"Why are you so free?" Guan Lang did not answer her question.

"Not at all, I've just finished class!" An Xiaqing hurriedly explained, Guan Lang said this to make her look like an idler who had nothing to do all day.

It's just that their art school and architecture school are in the same direction, so they just happened to bump into it, that's all.

"Really..."

"Uh-huh. An Xia shook the textbook she was holding in her arms as evidence that she was in class on time. "What are you looking at?"

"Don't you see? ”

An Xia Qing opened his eyes to look, and sure enough, he saw a series of plump green fruits in the green velvet umbrella supported by the branches of the brown trees, with a slight light yellow at the end.

There are many mango trees planted in Tiannan University, and every year in June and July, the ground will be full of ripe and rotten mangoes, and when you walk on the sidewalk, you can smell the rich fruity aroma of sour and sweet, which makes people taste the tip of the tongue.

"Oh, it's useless to see it, and you can't eat it. I heard that the school is planted with green mango, which is so sour that I lose my teeth, and I don't know if there are pesticides. An Xiaqing reminded with a serious face.

"I don't know anywhere else, these trees in our college don't use pesticides. "Guan Lang asked Qin Yanxi before.

These mango trees are all almond trees, often planted in street green belts, parks, scenic spots, colleges, party and government agencies, dormitory areas and other places, compared to sweet and juicy edible mangoes, this green mango taste is very sour.

"They looked like they were going to fall, and I just saw them shaking so badly. Guan Lang pointed.

When he passed by just now, he felt that those mangoes were about to fall, so he spent a few more minutes stopping and waiting, Tiannan University explicitly forbade students to climb trees for safety reasons, so whether or not they could see fresh mangoes that had just landed depended on fate.

Fortunately, the students in the school basically ignore these mangoes, I don't know if it is the sour smell of green mangos, or the urban legend that pesticides are sprayed on each green mango, or the thin-skinned ones are embarrassed to pick up, in short, Guan Lang has a lot less competitors.

The only opponents are the citizens who come to the school to pick mangoes.

The society is not so polite, and it is fully equipped, a pole, a net and a car can catch all the mangoes of a tree.

Fortunately, the security guards will help stop the citizens who are too unkind, after all, this also belongs to the school property, a few students poke with poles, as long as they don't climb the tree, they turn a blind eye, but they don't treat people outside the school so preferentially, so Guan Lang will not be empty-handed under the favoritism of the security guards.

Last year, Guan Lang's harvest was not bad, and Qingmang, who was full of a small basket at home, contracted his saliva in early summer.

It was also a coincidence, as soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew.

As far as his fingertips met, many mangoes, like green beans between the leaves, fell and smashed on the soft lawn below.

Guan Langle walked up to the pavement stones laid on the lawn, took out a small bag from his schoolbag and packed it, if it was too late, it would attract ants.

At this time of year, he will prepare some small bags in his schoolbag, and if he happens to meet a mango on the ground when passing by, he will use a small bag to put it up, and if he puts it directly into the schoolbag, the milk coming out of the branches will be stained all over the inside.

A certain mango did not fall very well, it fell on a stone, and the mango touched the stone, and the end was self-explanatory.

The crisp green peel cracked, revealing the yellowish flesh inside, and the golden juice was everywhere.

The mangoes in May are not yet ripe, and the almond mangoes, which are not too sweet, are even more sour.

Of course, sour and astringent are not bad, sweet has a sweet taste, sour also has a sour flavor, and I am used to eating big mangoes like desserts, and it is not bad to eat some of these appetizing small green fruits.

"Those who see have a share. Guan Lang picked a few sturdy and plump mangoes and handed them to An Xiaqing.

"Oooh. An Xiaqing didn't expect to have her own share, so she was flattered to take it. "Thanks, roar. ”

"I'm going to go back and slice it and sprinkle some sugar on it, if you don't feel safe, you can peel off the skin and sprinkle the sugar, or you can find a bag and put it in with a red apple, and tie it tightly for a week, and the mango will be much sweeter." Guan Lang pointed.

"Uh-huh. An Xiaqing nodded and wrote it down, looked at the few green fruits in his hand, and felt a little cute, and was reluctant to eat them.

"Then I'm leaving, bye-bye. Guan Lang beckoned to her, turned around and left slowly.

"Bye-bye..." An Xiaqing also beckoned, and after Guan Lang had been gone for a long time and disappeared, she looked down and silently looked at the fruit in her palm.

That's not right!

Didn't she come to find a way to persuade Senior Guan to change her mind and return to the warm embrace of the big family of the hand-drawn club?

An Xia Qing was annoyed.

"It's all your fault!" she said viciously to the mangoes. "If I forgot my business, I'll eat you all when I go back!"