Discovered?

Bai Ge's first reaction was that his disguise that night was not in place, and he was caught by Zhu Shuang and figured out his true identity.

But if you think about it carefully, if Zhu Shuangxue really recognized herself, then Bai Ge would not have come to the school so easily today, and he would have been dragged into a van by the plainclothes police officers in black suits and sunglasses who were ambushed on the road and locked up in a cold, dark, and damp small black room and tortured.

Besides, even if the police want to arrest Bai Ge, they will inevitably notify the Abyss Relic Affairs Department in advance, and Ai Lian must know.

Now she is quietly discussing the latest skincare products with other girls, and it is obviously fine.

Bai Ge looked away slightly, pretending to look around at the scenery, and he found that Zhu Shuang's attention also began to diverge and move away from him.

The glimpse just now was more like some kind of habitual, or subconscious action.

Wait, that's not right again.

Why is Bamboo Frost Falling surrounded by crowds, and when it is overwhelmed, it will subconsciously glance at Bai Ge?

Bai Ge doesn't understand people's hearts.

He secretly observed the bamboo frost falling for a while, and until class, she didn't look at Bai Ge anymore.

But if you don't bet on your gaze, it doesn't mean you don't pay attention.

The blind spot of Bamboo Frost's consciousness has not completely covered Bai Ge, even if she sits in the front, she can't see the back row at all.

“？”

It's weird.

Bai Ge was puzzled.

Campus life is as good as ever.

Today, Tuesday, the fourth period in the morning was supposed to be a biology class, for the students in the liberal arts class, this course is a bit boring and obscure, but just now the head teacher came to inform me that the biology teacher is on leave today, and the biology class is swapped with the first art class on Wednesday afternoon.

"Art Class ......"

Ah, Bai Ge remembered that it was the teacher Bi who was secretly hiding in the infirmary and playing mobile games.

At the end of the third class, Bai Ge packed up his stationery and prepared to go to the art classroom with the other students.

Before leaving, he glanced at Zhu Shuang again, this time it was normal, and her attention was on the others around her.

The art classroom is on the second floor of the old school building, that is, the building where Bai Ge and Love meet, uh, and Love with only a head.

The fifth floor of this building is the office of the student union, the social union and other official student organizations, and the lower part is the art classroom, physics and chemistry biology laboratory and other auxiliary classrooms.

Restrained himself from paying attention to the situation on the fifth floor, Bai Ge had just walked into this building and met an acquaintance.

"Wu Chenghao ......"

Wu Chenghao, the student council president of Jingjiang High School, was walking down the stairs with a plastic bag in his hand.

Inside the plastic bag is not a watermelon, and certainly not a love head, but some handmade tools.

"The HKCSS has been recruiting new things for the past two days, and they are looking for me to borrow tools."

Wu Chenghao said hello to Bai Ge and explained with a smile, he glanced at Bai Ge's side, and soon saw the bamboo frost falling with his classmates in the back.

"I'm going to say hello to Bamboo Frost."

The student council president smiled even more and walked over.

It's too obvious.

Bai Ge chuckled helplessly, and at the corner of the stairs, he secretly glanced at the two of them.

Wu Chenghao's attention was almost entirely focused on Zhu Shuang's body, which caused a lot of gaps around him.

As for the bamboo frost fall......

“？”

Bai Ge suddenly found that although Zhu Shuangxue and Wu Chenghao were talking, this girl's attention was not much on Wu Chenghao, and even a little scattered, and her more thoughts were actually here in Bai Ge.

What the?

When Zhu Shuangchuan was talking to Wu Chenghao, he was still secretly paying attention to himself?

Bai Ge didn't understand it at all.

He climbed the stairs to the art classroom, where most of the students were seated, and sat down in front of his sketchpad.

Next door, Ai Lian has long been seated, and she is tying her long hair behind her head with a rubber band, revealing the beautiful back of her neck.

Zhu Shuang hurriedly walked into the classroom, and Bai Ge soon found that her attention swept around the classroom, only stopping on her side for a moment.

It's getting weirder and weirder.

Today's lesson is watercolor, which is basically to teach students how to use color, which is a very basic teaching.

In front of the ascendant of the creator's archetype, even the most talented people in the world are ashamed of themselves, so this kind of art course is not very demanding, it is enough to know and use it, and do not seek to paint amazing works.

Bai Ge absentmindedly scribbled on the paper with a pen, [Strange Thief] gave him a certain ability to appreciate art, but tasting is one thing, and painting by himself is another, this is not something you can do on it.

He can only use his flexible fingers to control the brushstrokes, so as not to appear hand tremors, as for what beauty, what artistic cells, all non-existent.

Speaking of which, how about the painting technique of love, if the alchemy puppet is used, maybe it can completely restore those masterpieces of the century, just like a printer, thinking of this, Bai Ge secretly glanced at the love around him.

“......”

On the drawing board of love, there is something indescribable and indescribable that Bai Ge can't understand.

It's like mixing and separating all the pigments, you have me, I have you, and it's just applied to the paper.

After watching it for a while, Bai Ge even felt dizzy and staring into the abyss.

“...... Love you painted, well, very abstract temperament, is this the starry sky? ”

Walking around the classroom, Teacher Bi, who was wearing brown sunglasses, stopped beside Ai Lian and said in a somewhat uncertain tone.

"It's a wheat field."

Ai Lian said, smearing the bright red in the center of the paper.

Wait, why are wheat fields red?

“...... Wheat, wheat fields? ”

Teacher Bi lifted his glasses and was speechless for a while.

"Yes, the peasant woman, who had lost her mind because of her husband's cheating, took advantage of her husband's tryst with her lover and cut off the heads of the two men with a wheat cutter, and their heads fluttered in the wind in the field...... It is a painting that depicts such a scene. ”

Ai Lian said rather resentfully, drawing a heavy stroke, as if cutting.

Miss Love, your mind is dangerous......

Bai Ge felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"Yes, that's it, it's a tragic story......"

Teacher Bi took his eyes off Ai Lian's crazy watercolor painting and looked at Bai Ge's.

"Well, Bai Ge, your painting skills have improved a lot, but, well, I always feel that this painting lacks a little emotion, just like it is painted step by step, you can play a little freely, and you don't have to be so restrained."

"Oh, okay."

Bai Ge nodded.

In the past ten minutes, Mr. Bi himself was young, the class was not so serious, the classroom became a little more lively, and the students began to exchange their creations.

Bai Ge's painting was almost finished, and he began to observe other people.

At this moment, he saw the bamboo frost in front of him stop the movement in his hand and look around, as if he was looking for something.

"Strange, where did my ochre go?"

She searched around her, and it seemed that a tube of paint was missing.

Bai Ge caught a glimpse of the blind spot of her consciousness constantly changing, gradually covering her body.

It turns out that this is the way it behaves when looking for something.

He silently jotted it down.

Immediately, Bai Ge saw that no matter how much the consciousness of the bamboo frost was searched, there was always a blind spot, which was located behind the drawing board, and it was not very visible from the front, because there was a little space there, Bai Ge sometimes used to put the pen in that space, and he had forgotten it once.

"If you look at the top of the artboard, it's where the stand and the artboard are connected."

Bai Ge, who was separated by three rows, couldn't help but remind aloud.

"Huh?"

Zhu Shuang was stunned for a moment, looked back at Bai Ge, stood up again, and soon found a tube of dark brown pigment in that position.

“...... Thank you. ”

She wasn't as cheerful as usual, and her voice was much quieter.

Moreover, Bai Ge noticed that when Zhu Shuang responded to him, he deliberately diverted his attention, as if he pretended not to care, but in fact he cared very much.

"Ochre is a mineral pigment that works well for rocky soils, but judging by your paintings, it needs to be lighter."

Teacher Bi happened to be passing by Zhu Shuangzhuan, noticed this incident, and immediately pointed out.

"Ah, yes, yes."

Zhu Shuangluo nodded and continued to paint.

During the lunch break, Bai Ge had lunch in the cafeteria, and was about to go back to the classroom to lie down for a while, when he was stopped.

"White Song."

Looking back, it turned out to be bamboo frost again.

"Are you free now?"

“？？？”

Bai Ge had a question mark on his head.

Bamboo frost is now looking for yourself, what's the matter?

It can't be that she really saw through it, but because Zhu Shuang felt that Bai Ge was a friend, he didn't report him, and was ready to persuade him?

Or is it to use this as a threat to let Bai Ge do something unseemly?

Pause, the second guess is unlikely to be based on the bamboo frost fall, which is something that only love can do.

Bai Ge followed Bamboo Frost to the bench next to the grove where he had practiced solitaire before.

"What the hell is going on?"

Bai Ge pretended to be stupid and asked in great confusion.

"Bai Ge, do you know the situation at home?"

Zhu Shuang asked, but it was a topic that Bai Ge didn't expect at all.

"Huh? Uh, you know something, right? ”

Bai Ge didn't know which aspect the bamboo frost was referring to.

"Didn't I attend that banquet on the weekend, I met Ai Lian at the banquet, it turned out that her father was a professor in the history department of Ningjiang University, I later checked on the Internet, this professor seems to often work abroad, and it is estimated that Ai Lian often transfers because of this."

Zhu Shuang said earnestly.

"Ugh."

Bai Ge didn't know that Lao Huo still had so many scenes, so he added this kind of character to himself.

"If the beloved father leaves Jingjiang in the future, she will definitely follow, and then you will be in a long-distance relationship, which is very hard."

Bamboo Frost Drop analyzed seriously.

No, why do you care so much?

Bai Ge pretended to nod abruptly.

"I'll think about this."

"Well, I'm worried that you don't know about it, and you'll be sad when the time comes, hey, if only Ai Lian could stay in Jingjiang all the time."

Bamboo frost fell as if relieved, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sighed.

？

It turns out that you've been unsettled because you've been thinking about it, and you've been paying attention to me?

Bai Ge was speechless.

Compared with being kidnapped by the strange thief JOKER, or being stolen from an acquaintance's house, what Zhu Shuangchuan cares about more is the emotional problem of Bai Ge and love.

Should I say that the nerves are too big, or are they too slender?

Because there were too many slots, Bai Ge didn't know how to complain for a while.

"I—I'll try."

Bai Ge replied.

Obviously, two days ago, he was still fighting to the death with the upgrader under the siege of the police, but now he is discussing emotional issues with his female classmates.

This contrast made Bai Ge feel very unreal.

Zhu Shuang fell and Bai Ge talked about some gossip again, and then waved goodbye, there was no longer the solemnity of the morning, and he was a little more relieved.

It's just that after Bai Ge left, the girl's cheeks flushed inexplicably.

"Bamboo frost, what are you doing...... The two of them are fine, you don't have to think too much......"

The little thoughts of the girl who muttered to herself, no one can understand.

...

...

Bai Ge felt back to the classroom, and as soon as he sat down, he heard the voice of love.

"Oh, man."

“...... She just checked Lao Huo's information, thinking that you would transfer to another school, but then again, the character you got is quite formal, a professor of history, and the official website can still be found. ”

Bai Ge sighed in a low voice.

“？”

Love tilted her head.

"When did you get the illusion that it was a human design?"

"Huh?"

Bai Ge was stunned.

Isn't Lao Huo a doctor in a plastic surgery hospital, but really a professor of history?

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