"Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong ......" The bell rang for the end of class. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wheat continued to organize her notes from class, and she didn't get together to talk after class like the other girls.

"Mr. Tang." On the side, Tong Jiang walked over, "Regarding the last time, the senior sister said that it was scheduled for the day after tomorrow, that is, on Saturday night." ”

"yes, got it." The wheat did not raise his head, and continued to write with a flying pen.

"Speaking of which, classmate Tang is really serious, and I have always seen you sorting out your notes or reading books and doing exercises." Tong Jiang didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

Hehe, Wheat sneered twice in his heart. Reading the secretary's notes and doing exercises are all necessary study work, the student's job is to study, do you want her to go to the wind and snow with this group of young ladies and young masters who don't know the sorrows of the world?

"Classmate Tang doesn't seem to talk much, and I don't usually see you playing with the girls in the class." Tong Jiang said with a smile, "I originally thought that you didn't like to socialize with people, but you are actually very helpful......

"Hey." Before Tong Jiang could finish speaking, Mai interrupted him, "If you don't want to be isolated by the girls in the class, then it's best not to look like you're familiar with me." ”

I can't see such an obvious isolation, this Tong Jiang is really stupid. Hawkers, anyway, she doesn't care, she didn't come here to study happily and live happily in the first place. She didn't care except for the clues about her parents. Besides, people will always have a certain hostile attitude towards those who are too different from their own values.

"Huh?" Tong Jiang didn't seem to expect Wheat to say this, and was stunned for a moment.

"I'm sorry, the next class is art class, I'm going to the art classroom." Wheat took his things, got up and walked to the door of the classroom, not wanting to continue talking to Tong Jiang at all.

Art class, this lesson is about sketching.

"Having said that, let's take this sculpture as an object and practice it freely." The young art teacher smiled sweetly, and her long black hair was brightly colored, making her whole person look even smaller and more delicate.

The students sat in a circle and looked at the statue in front of them and sketched.

"Pay attention to the proportions of the structure, as well as the ......effect of light and shade," the art teacher walked around the classroom, "It's really difficult to get you to sketch the whole thing at the beginning, but it doesn't matter, you can just draw according to your own ideas, I mainly want to see everyone's actual skills......" said with a sweet smile, as if encouraging the students.

"Teacher Fuzi, I think it's weird how I draw here, can you help me take a look?" A boy raised his hand.

"Okay." Fukuko smiled sweetly and walked over.

Wheat glanced at the bright black long hair, no wonder this Fuzi teacher is so popular among boys, she is not only sweet and cute, but also has a very gentle smile, and her words are also sweet and glutinous.

"Rocky is very good at drawing, have you ever studied sketching before?" Fukuko, who was patrolling back and forth, suddenly noticed Rocky's painting and couldn't help but admire.

Wheat was like being poked by someone, and now it was almost a reflex, and as long as a teacher praised Rocky, she couldn't help but pay attention silently. Glancing towards the seat next to him, Wheat was dumbfounded. It's only been how long he's been painting, and he's almost finished? Moreover, although she doesn't understand this aspect at all, it's clearly a complete likeness!

Looking back at the things that I had painted and wiped, there was a black mess here, a black mess there, not to mention a look, it was just a combination of flat figures. As soon as he realized this, Wheat hated it, why did he keep discovering the good things about this guy lately? Why is he stronger than her in more and more places? She was clearly determined to defeat him in her later study career! It's so damning!

"Hmm...... Tang Mai, you can't draw like this, you have to use the technique of perspective......" seemed to notice Wheat's bad painting, and Fukuko turned to point at her.

Looking at Fuzi who was holding a paintbrush to make partial modifications for herself, Mai really wanted to just throw off the pen and stop doing it, maybe she really didn't have the talent to paint.

"In fact, the teacher thinks that even if the painting is not delicate, as long as you put your mind to it, you can still express a lot of things." Fuzi carefully circled the problematic parts of Wheat's painting, and said softly: "The lines of Mai's painting are very straight, although this will seem a little stiff, but it also just shows that you are a child who will move straight forward when encountering anything." As she spoke, she smiled sweetly at the wheat.

"Teacher, you can come and see my paintings!" As if dissatisfied with Wheat's monopoly on the teacher, one of the boys raised his hand and said.

"And me, mine is also troublesome for the teacher to see!" Another boy also said.

"Okay, one by one." Fukuko handed the pen back to the wheat and turned to the others.

Wheat looked at the paintbrush in her hand, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, so gentle and so cute, even she, a woman, couldn't help but admire.

During activity class, everyone else in the class went to participate in department activities and club activities, and Wheat was left alone in the library. Since she was going to the old school building on Saturday to tell ghost stories, she would just find a ghost story book and save her from using her brains to make things up.

"When I searched just now, it clearly showed that it was here, why didn't I see it?" Wheat scans back and forth on huge bookshelves to find two horror novels.

"Ah, there it is! "A Collection of Horror Short Stories", as well as "Selected 100 Ghost Stories", used to be at the top of the bookshelf. Wheat sighed and turned to the ladder shelf next to her, the top shelf was too high, and she had to use the ladder to get it.

Reaching for the two books, Wheat suddenly noticed that something seemed to be pulling down from the top of the shelf. Wheat reached out curiously and pulled it, it felt like a fabric, and it looked familiar, but it didn't pull twice. She continued to exert some force, and this time, it seemed to pull something.

Before she could react, there was a sudden movement at the top of the bookshelf, as if it was some living thing!

Wheat was startled, and instinctively pulled the piece of fabric and threw it backwards.

The next moment, the wheat fell heavily to the ground.

Looking to the side, she was suddenly dumbfounded, because what appeared in front of her was the same Rocky she hated so much! Compared to her falling to the ground without figuratively, the other party stood firmly on her feet, without making any noise, and I don't know how to do it.

Looking at Rocky, who looked indifferent in front of him, Wheat was silent for a few seconds, then looked at the top of the bookshelf again, as if he understood something.

Finally, she pointed to the top of the place, "Sleep? ”

Rocky looked at her expressionlessly, "Hmm. ”

"Sorry to bother you." Wheat blackened his face and silently picked up the book on the ground.

"It's fine." His tone was still indifferent.

At this moment, both of them look so casual.

It's okay, you're big! What kind of person would go to sleep in that kind of place! Anyway, how did you fall asleep in such a difficult place! Because Mao himself will lose to such a strange person! And they just had a conversation with Mao!

Wheat left silently with the book, and his heart was full of sneering.