She listened to what Nan Yukong told her before she came.

Downstairs, it was the rush hour for the end of class, and the bustling students flocked out of the school building.

Nam Woo Kong was afraid that she would be too outstanding in school, so she brought a wig to school.

said that when the hair grows longer, it will not be looked at strangely by others.

"Classmate, may I ask how to get to the Academy of Fine Arts?" Luan Xiaotian casually grabbed a little girl with white skin and beautiful appearance, who looked very sweet, and wore two braids.

Those eyes also looked very attentive under a pair of flat glasses, which just occupied half of the small face.

The girl was holding a stack of books in her hand, her eyes full of shock, "Are you going to go to the Academy of Fine Arts?" ”

Luan Xiaotian didn't have time to adapt to the girl's excessive enthusiasm, "Yes, classmate, you know ......"

"I'm from the Academy of Fine Arts, and I've just taken an elective here." The girl pulled Luan Xiaotian's arm familiarly, "The Academy of Fine Arts is the main college of the school, and an Academy of Fine Arts occupies the entire West Campus. ”

"Moreover, our school has been established for hundreds of years, and if nothing else, take Haicheng University, an art school, which is also among the best."

The girl chattered endlessly, Luan Xiaotian couldn't react, if she didn't say this, she really didn't know that the Academy of Fine Arts of Haicheng University was so famous.

"That ......"

"Oh! By the way, my name is Xia Xueyi, look at your face, what is your name? The girl's two ponytails shook three times with her lively enthusiasm.

"Luan, Luan Xiaotian." Luan Xiaotian was frightened by the sudden enthusiasm of this girl named Xia Xueyi.

It's really rare to see someone so active these days.

"Let me tell you, the view of the Academy of Fine Arts is the best, and the dormitory buildings and teaching buildings on the West Campus are renovated every year," Xia Xueyi thought for a while and added, "It's to be repainted." ”

"And there are," perhaps because of the familiarity with the school's road conditions, Xia Xueyi suddenly began to face Luan Xiaotian and walked backwards, "Xiaotian, the two largest libraries in the school are in the West School, and if you don't want to go out after class, you can soak in the library and enjoy some of the master's paintings." ”

"And you can go to the museum, there are really a lot of excellent works in it," her eyes were instantly filled with fantasy, "My dream is that one day my work will be hung on that golden wall for everyone to see." ”

"Oh," Luan Xiaotian said perfunctorily, lowering her head to pay attention to the road under her feet.

As he walked, a pair of white sneakers with a size of forty-five suddenly appeared.

When she wanted Xia Xueyi to be careful, it was too late.

"Hey!" The boy has a black shirt and black pants, a black cap under the black clothes and hat, his face is blocked by a black mask, only two brown eyes are left, and his forehead is almost covered by the exposed short hair, and he yelled unceremoniously, "Don't you know how to see the road when walking?" ”

Xia Xueyi glared at the boy viciously, and immediately became angry, "Xiaotian, don't pay attention to that weirdo!" ”

The boy looked at Luan Xiaotian coldly, paused, and left immediately.

Xia Xueyi grimaced at the figure who was speeding up, "He's just a weirdo who only knows how to sleep and skip class!" ”

Kook?

Luan Xiaotian trembled, if he didn't know which boy was a person, then a sudden look could really kill.

It's just that those eyes seem to have seen somewhere.