In the evening, Qiu Yuan slowly returned to the dormitory from the library.

As soon as Qiu Yuan pushed open the door of the dormitory, he heard Wang Xing shouting in the dormitory.

"Our great talent in room 507 is back! Yuanzi, what are you doing in such a hurry during the day... The principal wants to announce that he won't give you a chance! ”

"If I don't leave, I'm going to be swallowed alive."

Qiu Yuan walked back to his place and sat down with some disdain.

"Swallowed alive? Never mind... Yuanzi, I asked someone about your "Starry Sky", and I also took pictures and posted some related posts in the forum, and discussed it with those old brothers for a while. ”

Wang Xing said and dragged a chair to Qiu Yuan's side, although he is a fat house, he often soaks in major Internet forums, basically knows something, and the forum brother can also have some eyebrows if he doesn't understand.

So Wang Xing paid attention when he listened to Chen Yubo and the principal praising "Starry Sky", and came back to ask the forum brother how much "Starry Sky" was worth.

"Those old brothers on the forum said that if your "Starry Sky" is really approved to enter the Beicheng Art Museum, it can be sold at some auctions at a minimum of one million for a high price, and it can be tens of millions of hype, if you are more famous, someone will spend one or two hundred million to buy it." Wang Xing said very seriously: "You donated to the Beicheng Art Museum for free?" ”

"I can't sell it for such a high price." Qiu Yuan is still a little self-aware at this point, "I have no channels, no connections, and no fame, if I really want to sell it, it will be very troublesome, and besides, my paintings really entered the Beicheng Art Museum, even if it is a free donation, isn't it very simple for me to want that money in the art world in the future?" ”

The art creation industry is actually about a celebrity, a famous and senior painter, even if the painting is scum, there will be local tyrants to buy it.

Qiu Yuan really wants to take this road to the end, it is better to donate "Starry Sky" to the Beicheng Art Museum for free to brush up on qualifications and fame, in the future, Qiu Yuan really wants to make money by selling paintings, just qualified qualifications, even if Qiu Yuan paints a chicken pecking rice picture, there may be people willing to take a look or two.

"I don't understand, alas... I don't understand, the world of you artists is really hard to understand, I learned to paint just to paint my wife. Wang Xing also knows nothing about art auctions.

Qiu Yuan ignored him, and directly took out his mobile phone to check the messages on WeChat, most of which were blessings from other classmates and compliments such as awesomeness.

These are not what Qiu Yuan cares about the most, what Qiu Yuan cares about the most is Lin Wanxiang's reply.

After adding Lin Wanxiang's WeChat friend, Qiu Yuan sent her several messages in a row, such as 'Today's chat in the library was very pleasant, can it continue in the future?' ’

'It's been a bit cold lately, so be careful to wear more clothes. ’

Feel free to talk to me about paintings. ’

and so on, and then when Qiu Yuan returned to the dormitory, he picked up WeChat and looked at it, and Lin Wanxiang really replied!

Her reply was, 'Who are you?' ’

No way! Eldest sister, I added you to this WeChat on your phone.

'Qiu Yuan, your classmate, we discussed "Starry Sky" in the library today. ’

It may be that "Starry Sky" awakened Lin Wanxiang's memory, and she quickly replied with a 'I know'.

After knowing this, Lin Wanxiang never replied to Qiu Yuan again, no matter how Qiu Yuan sent her a message, she didn't reply.

Qiu Yuan felt that Lin Wanxiang didn't dislike herself, but that this woman didn't use WeChat as a chat tool at all.

When Lin Wanxiang gave her mobile phone, Qiu Yuan inadvertently checked the chat records of Bai Xingchuan and her sister in her WeChat.

The chat records of these two people also sent a lot of messages to Lin Wanxiang, and Lin Wanxiang replied on time at eight o'clock in the evening with a 'I know'.

And then there was no reply.

What the hell is going to do? WeChat and QQ are the best tools to lick the dog and lick the girl, but Lin Wanxiang's sister doesn't use WeChat at all, the worst thing is to lick her on WeChat, and the reward given by the system is only a dime.

This shows that Lin Wanxiang's heart has no waves, and she doesn't even want to laugh.

Qiu Yuan inexplicably began to miss Ren Ying, Ren Ying was a little vain, but at least when Qiu Yuan licked her, she would give Qiu Yuan feedback and lick it for at least five cents.

If you give Ren Ying some red envelopes at the right time, you can get better rewards.

Lin Wanxiang, this is Qiu Yuan, if she wants to lick her, she can't find the posture to lick it, no! Even if you can't find a position, you have to look for it!

"Yuanzi, are you licking Ren Ying's woman again? I see that she kissed me and me with the one surnamed Chen today! Wang Xing looked at Qiu Yuan's focused appearance with his mobile phone and asked a little sadly.

"Who is Ren Ying?" Qiu Yuan asked suspiciously.

"What? You're licking until you're losing your mind... Ren Ying is ......" Wang Xing wanted to say something, Zhao Hanwei's hand suddenly patted his shoulder, Wang Xing turned around and glanced at Zhao Hanwei.

Wang Xing was not stupid and instantly understood the meaning of Qiu Yuan's words, and wanted to celebrate when Qiu Yuan graduated from licking dogs...

"Lao Zhao, how much do you know about Lin Wanxiang?"

When Qiu Yuan asked this sentence, the celebratory expression on Wang Xing's slightly chubby face instantly distorted into consternation, and then from consternation to sadness.

"I'll just say why are you not interested in Ren Ying, it turns out that you have a crush on another woman, Yuanzi... Lin Wanxiang: That's really a girl you can't touch! But this time, Lin Wanxiang will definitely find a dance partner for the 60th anniversary celebration, and I don't know that dog thing has such good luck. Wang Xing said this sentence really painfully.

Qiu Yuan's class, Class 217 of the Painting Department of Jiangcheng University of the Arts, has 37 girls and 20 boys.

It is no exaggeration to say that most of these 20 male classmates chased Lin Wanxiang during their freshman year.

"Don't talk about this, Lao Zhao, can you help me ask what she likes?" Qiu Yuan asked about Zhao Hanwei again.

Zhao Hanwei looked at Qiu Yuan and was silent for a while, and then said, "I'll help you inquire, and I have something to tell you after I find out." ”

"Thanks!"

After Qiu Yuan thanked him, the other four roommates in the entire dormitory, including Qiu Yuan, all fell into a state of autism.

Because Zhao Hanwei also took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, but when he opened WeChat, he didn't lick the girl, I saw Zhao Hanwei click the voice recording button in WeChat.

"Xiaoyu is me, did anyone in your club meet Lin Wanxiang when they went out to watch a movie before? It's Lin Wanxiang from Class 217, the one at the art exhibition today. ”

After Zhao Hanwei finished asking, another girl's coquettish voice came from his mobile phone.

"Senior Zhao, you're looking for me to ask other women! It's been a long time since you've asked me out. ”

"Next time, next time, can you help me inquire? The next time we meet, I invite you to the movies. ”

"Lin Wanxiang, I'm a little impressed... Isn't that sullen girl in your class? She looks very good, senior, don't miss her, Yunzhi saw her go out to watch a movie with a very handsome boy half a year ago. ”

"Yunzhi, huh? Thank you. Zhao Hanwei said again, and the girl named Yunzhi sent a voice message.

"Xiao Zhao, do you dare to ask me about other women? Lin Wanxiang? Oh! I remember her... If you really want to inquire about her, you can ask Li Ru Xuemei, that person seems to often go to the school radio room. ”

"Okay, tell me what lipstick you want next Valentine's Day." After Zhao Hanwei finished speaking, he took WeChat and asked about the school girl named Li Ru.

Wang Xing looked stupid, Qiu Yuan also looked stupid, the other three roommates all stopped what they were doing and looked at Zhao Hanwei, and the last roommate slowly gave a thumbs up to Zhao Hanwei and said "Awesome".

"Boss! Top dog! I beg you, give me half of your WeChat girl! I don't want to be a two-dimensional anymore! Wang Xing instantly hugged Zhao Hanwei's thigh.

"Even if I share half of it with you, my sister doesn't want to add you." Zhao Hanwei patted Wang Xing's honest back with some distress and said, "Okay, let's solve the problem of Yuanzi first." ”

"Yuanzi, it seems that Sister Wanxiang is not only interested in painting, I have heard some news about her, but are you sure you want to chase her? You also heard the news before, and the evening girl may have a boyfriend for a long time. Zhao Hanwei reminded.

Boyfriend? Are you sure it's not her ultimate spare tire?

Nine times out of ten, Qiu Yuan can be sure that the person who went out to watch a movie with Lin Wanxiang is Bai Xingchuan who remarked in her WeChat.

Who is Bai Xingchuan Qiu Yuan has no impression for the time being, and there is a high probability that he is also a student of Jiangcheng University of the Arts, but this Bai Xingchuan... Qiu Yuanguang felt that he was very pitiful just by looking at the chat records between him and Lin Wanxiang.

He, like Qiu Yuan, sends a lot of WeChat messages that care about Lin Wanxiang every day, and Lin Wanxiang's reply is also 'I know', and then it's gone.

For a few days, I didn't know if it was because she was too busy, so she just replied to one'. He said he had read the news.

This doesn't look like a couple's way of communicating!

But what does this have to do with Qiu Yuan's ruthless licking dog?

"Lao Zhao, let's just say it, what should I do if I want to get close to Wanxiang?" Qiu Yuan asked.

"School radio room, I heard a part-time student in the school radio room say, where will the evening girl go to record songs every Friday, this is your only chance, the rest of the time the evening girl is not a fireworks in the world..."

"Female ghosts?" Qiu Yuan thought of a very appropriate adjective.

"It's not good to describe the evening girl like this, after all, it is also the façade of our 217, the living Buddha... What do you think? Zhao Hanwei likes this word more, the kind that can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

Lin Wanxiang's college life in the past two years is really too evil, and her lifestyle is completely outside of normal college students.

"I still like the description of a female ghost, and I'm still a female ghost who likes to absorb people's essence." Qiu Yuan remembered Lin Wanxiang's faint eyes when she saw herself mention "Starry Sky", "Alas, I'll let you suck it a few times." ”