The police did not even interrogate Ansu about what had happened in the castle.

She didn't know what the police had asked others, and she was just watching the live broadcast room and messing with her for a while.

The great demon king, who is known as the invincible king of the universe, mixed himself into the game, how could those "black fans" let her go?

was complained about until the end, Ansu himself laughed.

Ansu was quickly released, along with others.

Because the monitoring of the castle can suddenly be linked, the previously lost footage has also been found.

Jasmine hanged herself by walking to the gate alone, while everyone was looking for her in the other rooms.

So in the end, it was determined that Jasmine committed suicide and had nothing to do with this group of people.

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"Beilin, you don't have class today?" Early the next morning, Qian ran to Ansu's dormitory to visit the door.

When playing the game, Ansu didn't get information, but only one day after returning to the normal world, Ansu knew the identity of everyone.

Thanks to her ears and ears, she sees all directions, has a keen sense of five directions, and does not even let go of some nonsense, so that she can get information.

Qian servant is a family friend of the original owner, called Qian Mingzhe, although it seems that there is no shelf at all, and it is the same as the original owner's little follower, but in fact, he is also a wealthy young master, but he grew up with the original owner since he was a child, and he obeyed the original owner's words.

He is from the Department of Fine Arts, and the original owner is economics, and the two are not in the same dormitory, but because the original owner "happens" to be in a dormitory of his own, Qian Mingzhe often comes to visit the door, and sometimes stays overnight.

"There are lessons." Ansu studied the class schedule very early, and there were not only classes but also full classes.

Qian Mingzhe patted his head and asked suspiciously: "Then how did I hear that our teacher is looking for you?" ”

Qian Mingzhe is an art student, and his teacher is Liu Ziliang.

Ansu was upset at the thought that guy was going to look for her again.

"In the future, whenever he looks for me, he will directly help me refuse." Ansu looked at Qian Mingzhe with the eyes of a boy looking at his brother, and he had a feeling that his net worth and life were handed over to him.

"Do you want to be so exaggerated?" Qian Mingzhe laughed to himself, but he didn't expect that Young Master Jiang also had something to fear.

An Su flipped through the original master's textbook, intending to be a good student, and ignored Qian Mingzhe.

However, Qian Mingzhe refused to let her go, and continued to laugh and tease: "Hey, I said that our teacher didn't want to find you to get a foundation, and he treated you differently from us all day long." ”

"That's because you're all his students, and I'm not." Ansu looked at Qian Mingzhe's eyes and said seriously.

An Su knew about the eight people involved in the game, except for the detective, who was a professor in the school's psychology department, the others were all art students, and they were taught by Liu Ziliang himself.

"You talk nonsense, he looks at you like those otaku in our class look at ***." Qian Mingzhe not only didn't think Ansu was right, but also retorted even more.

"Do you have a better analogy?" Ansu looked at the good friend of the original owner, and his eyes were already very cold, and there was even a faint murderous aura.

Why did Qian Mingzhe think that he would have such an unbearable relationship with that guy?

After An Su said this, he walked out of his dormitory with long legs, but Qian Mingzhe unceremoniously opened the computer in the room and played the game.

The campus is full of vitality in the early morning, and the boys and girls full of collagen rush to the classroom with the first rays of sunlight in the morning, and their faces are shining brightly.

Qian Mingzhe's crow mouth was right, not long after Ansu left the dormitory, she met Liu Ziliang, who seemed to be waiting for her.

"Early." After Liu Ziliang saw Ansu, he showed a very wonderful smile, and there were little stars in his eyes inexplicably.

"Early." The so-called reaching out and not smiling face, although Ansu responded to him in a light tone.

You can staggered by saying hello in the morning, but Liu Ziliang stretched out his slender arm and directly crossed Ansu's chest, who was about to move forward.

If it weren't for Ansu stopping faster, this one would have been hugged by Liu Ziliang, Rao is like this, and there is only a distance of 20 centimeters between the two bodies.

An Su didn't say a word when he was really angry, and his two eyes stared at Liu Ziliang, like a falcon staring at its prey.

But Liu Ziliang didn't seem to notice his rudeness at all, and took out two pieces of A4 paper from the small schoolbag he was carrying and handed them to Ansu.

"Here, I drew it last night." His voice was accompanied by a breeze blowing across the eucalyptus tree's face.

Ansu wasn't interested in what he had brought out, but he was attracted by just a slight glance.

The picture turned out to be the background drawn by the original owner, and she composed and drew two stickmen into a caricature, and the small characters he attached at that time were clearly visible.

But the stickman painted by Ansu is gone.,It's become two fresh meat.,Yan Ran is the image of the comic male protagonist and the male partner designed by the original owner.,At the moment, the male protagonist is pressing the male protagonist.,The male protagonist's clothes are half open.,His face is flushed.,There is a faint anger in his eyes.,But I didn't push the male partner away.。

The male supporting actor smiled sultry and looked at the male protagonist affectionately.

Obviously, Liu Ziliang changed Ansu's painting and changed the two stickmen who insulted the background picture to two super handsome guys.

The faces of the two of them are highlighted from the angle of the staff painted by the original owner, which is extremely warm, and there is no sense of disobedience with the original picture, and it looks like it was painted by one person.

I have to say that Liu Ziliang still has artistic attainments, and the expressions and details of the characters' movements are well expressed.

"I like this pattern very much, but I don't like your scumbag style of painting." This is Liu Ziliang's own statement.

Ansu can't draw, so people who can paint are a little powerful in Ansu's eyes, she thinks it's good for him to change like this, as long as he doesn't infringe on the rights and interests of the original owner, it doesn't matter.

So Ansu didn't say anything after he looked away from the painting, although he liked painting a little.

But she has to help the original owner maintain her cold and arrogant character.

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"You don't like to draw people so much?" An Su didn't speak, it didn't mean that Liu Ziliang wouldn't find a way to talk.

"I don't like it." Ansu's voice was very soft, and she didn't finish speaking, not only did she not like to draw people, but she also didn't like to draw backgrounds.

She just doesn't like to draw.

Liu Ziliang seemed to have gotten a satisfactory answer, so he said what he had been preparing for a long time: "Then I'll help you draw the characters in the future, as long as you follow me." ”

Ansu didn't even think about him, and he refused what you meant with me: "It's not good." ”

If she has the ability of the original owner and cooperates with Liu Ziliang to create better works, there is nothing bad about it.

It's a pity that Ansu is not the original owner, and she doesn't have any talent for painting.

Liu Ziliang seemed to be a little depressed about Ansu's statement, his good-looking eyebrows rose slightly, and asked, "What's the matter, didn't you say that this comic was your brainchild?" Just give up so easily? ”