When he rolled to the bottom of the hillside, Mu Wuchong looked at the people below him anxiously.

"You ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, his voice paused.

As she rolled, her glasses fell off, and her disguise was broken.

The face that had once been like a dream appeared in front of him.

Mu Wuchong's nose fluttered, and he seemed to smell a fragrance.

I don't know what kind of flower fragrance this fragrance is, but as long as you smell it, you will know that it is indeed a floral fragrance.

The man below him blinked innocently.

The pale golden pupils showed a strange color in the sunlight.

Mu Wuchong stared at her.

Half a minute later, the girl under her finally couldn't help it, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red: "Can you, can you get up...... You, you've pressed my wings......"

Rolling all the way down, her coat zipper has long been opened, and her coat has rolled somewhere.

The beautiful transparent wings stretched out, and Mu Wuchong could press it, one hand at a time, pressing her wings like a moth under her body.

Her voice is soft and glutinous, and she is exceptionally good.

Mu Wuchong came back to his senses at this time.

"Oh......" He immediately withdrew his hand, and then watched as she sat up.

The wings behind her are shining and beautiful.

But it also proves that she is not human.

It wasn't until she took her coat back, then stuffed her wings in front of him, and then found the lost glasses, and pretended to be an ordinary high school junior again, that Mu Wuchong came back to his senses.

"You ......"

"Hey." She sighed, didn't explain, just opened her mouth and said a strange string of words.

After she finished speaking, Mu Wuchong's eyes in front of her were stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly shook his head and came to his senses.

Seeing the person in front of him, he frowned: "Why are we here?" ”

Amnestics.

The reason why the elves can go smoothly in human society is that this skill is very important.

Mu Wuchong couldn't remember what he had just said.

And just now with a sense of courage that came out of nowhere, the courage disappeared at this time, he looked at Ye Chuijin in front of him, opened his mouth, and held back a sentence after a while: "You, sluggish." ”

After that, he left.

Ye Chuijin yawned and watched him leave.

The communication between the two has reached a bottleneck again.

Mu Wuchong added drama to himself every day, but no one played him every day, and the weather was like an angry fish.

Finally, in the midst of all the anticipation, the Autumn Arts Festival has arrived.

The art festival is almost all covered by the art class, and the ordinary class can compete with the art class in the art festival, and Mu Wuchong is the most eye-catching one.

The art committee member came to him, thinking that it would be easy for him to make a show to earn a face for the ordinary class, but what he didn't expect was that he raised his head: "Don't go." ”

The art committee member was stunned, and for a while he couldn't find anything to persuade him.

Speaking of being on the stage, more people will know that Mu Wuchong's current fame, and many of the freshman students like him.

It is even more nonsense to say that signing up for the art festival will win glory for the class, what kind of glory does the top class want for the art festival.

After thinking about it for a long time, the art committee member didn't think of how to let him sign up, looking at his very firm face, the art committee member hesitated: "Oh......"

I just wanted to leave.

Mu Wuchong slapped the table angrily: "Can't you change someone to persuade me?!" ”

Artistic Commissioner: "??? ”