Since Meng Ke'er, the lost owner, didn't care anymore, Wang Xiaochun had no choice but to give up and continue to catch up, he felt a little embarrassed, he seemed too enthusiastic just now.

At this time, Wang Xiaochun subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand, which is a coil book similar to a picture album, and the cover of the book actually painted a boy, the painting is a little rough, but you can see the domineering of this boy......

"Ha-" Wang Xiaochun's mouth opened wide all of a sudden, the domineering boy on the cover of the book was not the one who attracted his attention the most. What surprised him so much was that on the cover of the book, in addition to the boy drawn, there were three words - "The Biography of Brother Chun".

Amazed! Five thunderbolts!

Wang Xiaochun looked at this book stupidly, turned the first page of the book, and still drew a boy, much more detailed, he felt that this boy's face was somewhat similar to himself.

"Ahh Meng Ke'er screamed, patronizing and persuading Wang Xiaochun, she forgot that her book was still in the other party's hand, and when she saw Wang Xiaochun turn a page, she hurriedly grabbed the book and dragged it back.

"What should I do?" Meng Ke'er asked herself in her heart, and her pretty pink face was smeared with a layer of redness.

"It was discovered, and it was Wang Xiaochun, who was ashamed."

Even if it were a different person, I wouldn't be like this, why is it Wang Xiaochun? My secret, the last thing I want...... It is to let Wang Xiaochun know the way

Grabbing the coil book in her hand, Meng Keer's nervous heartbeat was like a deer, her beautiful big eyes flashed, and she didn't dare to look at Wang Xiaochun.

"This, this," Meng Ke'er swallowed, whispered, and her lips trembled weakly: "It's not painting, painting you, Wang, Wang Xiaochun, I, I'm really not here, I'm painting you"

Don't admit yourself!

"Even if you're not painting me, you can't do anything with me." Wang Xiaochun's expression was strange, and he was slandered in his heart.

He was sure that the Brother Chun in "The Legend of Brother Chun" painted by Meng Keer was created based on himself, an inferior student and the number one ruthless man in the school.

Wang Xiaochun couldn't cry or laugh, Meng Keer, this girl, even if you want to use me as the prototype and create a comic, at least change the name, such as "The Biography of Brother Qiu", "The Biography of Brother Xia", "The Biography of Brother Dong", "The Biography of Brother Nan" or something, so that I will not see through it at a glance. Besides, as long as you are a classmate in school, and you see this "The Biography of Brother Chun" you painted, it is estimated that you will know that this so-called "Brother Chun" refers to me.

However, Wang Xiaochun really didn't expect that Meng Keer's hobby turned out to be drawing comics, although he only took a cursory look at it, but he thought that this girl still has a lot of potential, and the rough painting style is certain, after all, Meng Keer is only eighteen years old, painting skills and techniques and other things, can only be accumulated by time, as a young cartoonist, the main attraction is not by the style of painting, but by creativity. This is the same as a writer, a rookie writer does not rely on writing, but on creativity.

From the three words "The Legend of Brother Chun", Wang Xiaochun thought of "The Legend of Brother Chun", which was popular on the Internet in his previous life, life is really wonderful, and he even wants me to witness the birth of "The Legend of Brother Chun" - especially worth mentioning that he is the prototype of Brother Chun.

Wang Xiaochun looked at Meng Ke'er, his eyes were very bright, and his heart was very excited, girl, with my guidance, your future is bright, let this world also have the immortal legend of Brother Chun.

Meng Keer saw Wang Xiaochun's 'excited' expression, and her heart was about to fall to the bottom. She bit her pink lips lightly, her fragrant shoulders trembled, and a pair of big black and white eyes overflowed with crystal tears, under the hazy mist, it was shame, shamelessness, or rather, despair!

What's wrong with this girl? I felt like I was going to cry. Wang Xiaochun was inexplicable, but soon understood that Meng Keer was a girl after all, and she definitely didn't want people to know the Tao by drawing this kind of cartoon, let alone being known by her own 'prototype'.

Wang Xiaochun snickered in his heart, Meng Keer must have no face to see herself at this moment, her daughter's family is thin-skinned. Thinking of this, a wonderful feeling of coolness emerged in my heart, I grabbed the girl's handle, and knew that the girl's ulterior secrets were revealed, and then I could use this as a threat......

What was I thinking? How could I have such an idea in the face of such a cute girl who blushes at every turn? Besides, I'm a man, and I can't be too narrow-minded.

"It's very funny, Ha Lu Ha ......" Wang Xiaochun praised, and then Da Lu laughed, although the smile was very unnatural, but Meng Keer was really stunned, Wang Xiaochun quickly turned his head, pinched his thigh, and then turned back with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Meng Keer, your painting is very interesting, my tears came out when I laughed." ”

Wang Xiaochun doesn't have much confidence in her crappy performance, God knows whether Meng Keer believes it or not, but it was just a blink of an eye, and it is estimated that she will not have too many doubts. The main thing is that Wang Xiaochun still doesn't know what Lu Daomeng Keer thinks of herself, in the eyes of this beautiful school girl, what kind of position is she in as an inferior student in the school? Could it be that it is just a material for Meng Keer's comics, thinking of this possibility, Wang Xiaochun is a little sad.

Meng Ke'er looked at Wang Xiaochun in a daze, and suddenly giggled, her voice was as clear as a silver bell, and her eyes looked at his face with great agility. Wang Xiaochun is not used to being seen like this by girls, especially the kind of very beautiful girls, everyone may have this experience, and the sense of oppression brought by beautiful women is very strong.

"Wang Xiaochun, it turns out that you are not a villain."

The girl finally spoke, and this sentence hit Wang Xiaochun very hard. Could it be that in Meng Keer's heart, he has always been a villain? He remembered that when he first crossed over, he pinched Meng Keer's face, and Meng Keer was still blushing at that time

"In the morning, you slept in a daze, didn't you?" Meng Ke'er's voice is very good, her beautiful eyes are very aura, she has a small head under her slightly, and her white neck is particularly conspicuous in the night, which attracts Wang Xiaochun's attention and makes him have the urge to come forward and touch it.

Meng Keer stared down at the book in her hand, her white and slender fingertips tapped the cover, overflowing with the girl's shy shyness, she said softly: "A girl's face can't be touched by a boy casually, so I was so angry at the time, and my face was red with anger." It turns out that Wang Xiaochun, you, in addition to fighting, skipping school, and bullying girls, are really terrible and incurable."

Speaking of this, Meng Ke'er raised her head, took half a step forward, her face was close to Wang Xiaochun's face, her eyes stared at his eyes very seriously, and said, "But I know the Tao now, you are actually a good person."

"Uh, what's wrong with you?" Meng Ke'er asked with some doubts, she found that Wang Xiaochun's expression was a little strange, and she leaned back slightly.

"What's wrong? Don't you feel too close? Wang Xiaochun smiled bitterly in his heart, he was staring at Meng Keer's neck just now, but he didn't expect the girl to look at him with very serious eyes all of a sudden, and the distance was so close, which made him feel empty. The domineering spirit of the master is gone now.

Meng Ke'er also seemed to react, and hurriedly took a step back, but her face was not red, but she lowered her head again, perhaps a little embarrassed.

And Wang Xiaochun finally understood that he pinched Meng Keer's face at that time, and the girl didn't blush because she was shy, she blushed because she was angry - the truth was too cruel. In Meng Keer's eyes, he is a terrible and hopeless guy.

However, Wang Xiaochun was not too angry, on the contrary, he felt that he was in a good mood, and Meng Keer was telling the truth to himself, which made him very happy. Men are animals that are sometimes simply cute and even stupid.

Wang Xiaochun also knew this in his heart, and secretly scolded himself for being unproductive, and he had lived in vain for twenty-five years in his previous life. But if you want to talk about your emotional history, in fact, there are not much, I have only been in love with a girl, I have been together for five years, it is plain, I have been romantic, I have also parted, but I have never let go. In Wang Xiaochun's heart, the girl is the most beautiful, no one can replace it, the girl's first time has already been given to him, in Wang Xiaochun's view, he will be accompanied by a girl, have children, and go through his life. But there are unforeseen circumstances, because of an accident, the girl is gone forever

A shadow appeared in his mind, Wang Xiaochun's expression was a little depressed, but he quickly cleaned up his mood, the past is like smoke, the deceased is gone, and people can't always live in the past.

At this time, a police car approached the two of them, and the two policemen came down, both of whom were middle-aged people in their thirties, one of them stepped forward, looked at Wang Xiaochun and Meng Keer, his eyes fell on Wang Xiaochun's face, and asked, "You are Wang Xiaochun, right?" ”

After seeing Wang Xiaochun nodding, the middle-aged policeman looked at Meng Keer: "Then you are the owner of the robbed bag, tell me about the appearance of the prisoner, as well as the characteristics of your bag, and the items inside." ”

Meng Keer began to provide basic information, and the middle-aged policeman sometimes asked a few words, and the slightly younger policeman next to him was doing the record, and after the record, the two policemen looked at Wang Xiaochun with strange eyes, and then sat back in the police car and left in a hurry.

"Paralyzed, what kind of eyes?" This policeman is really not a simple guy, just looking at the glimmer of essence revealed by the seemingly cloudy eyes of the two policemen, Wang Xiaochun has a disgusting feeling that he has spied on his heart, "I guess I misunderstood the relationship between me and Meng Keer, in fact, we are very pure." ”

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