Chapter 142: Exchange Day (9)
"Bang-"
Just when the conference room fell silent, the door of the conference room was suddenly kicked open, and the figures of the three people gradually became clear.
I saw that in the first place was a girl with a violin case on her back, her blue eyes were like a stream of autumn water, and there was a bottomless sadness like an ocean in her quiet eyes, but there was a hint of playfulness hidden in the depths.
"Windsor, Gong Mocun." Gong Momu lowered her eyes, finished speaking without a trace of emotion, and walked straight to a corner with her violin on her back and sat down, looking at the ground silently.
Everyone looked at each other, glanced at the people who were kicked away, and couldn't help but have three black lines on their foreheads, isn't this girl a little too strong? ?
The other two 'intruders' are two boys, one of whom has a sketchpad on his shoulder, his facial features seem to be carved out of marble, with sharp and angular lines, sharp and deep eyes, and he can't help but feel that he gives people a sense of oppression! The thick eyebrows are raised slightly rebelliously, and under the long, slightly curly eyelashes, the sky-blue eyes are like the stars that dot the night sky on an autumn night, bright, clean, and do not provoke the dust of the world, the bridge of the nose, the pink red lips like rose petals, and the fair skin......
"Ai Sheng Academy, Lan Chenxi." Lan Chenxi's sharp gaze swept a glance at everyone, and he found a place to sit down with the sketchpad on his back, and then took the sketchpad down and concentrated on his creation.
"Lan Chenxi, Yu Chenxi, Chenxi, Chenxi, I said, Yu Youxi, is this a brother who has been lost in your family for many years??" Min Yan looked at Lan Chenxi, who was immersed in the world of the drawing board, with a strange expression, and couldn't help but reach out and poke Yu Chenxi, and asked with doubts.
"Huh? Don't say it, it's really possible that our family lost a brother many years ago, and the name is basically the same as the surname except for the surname······" Yu Chenxi blinked, his bewitching eyes were raised, adding a bit of charm, and he looked at Lan Chenxi who was concentrating on creation.
"Then why don't you recognize your relatives and !!?" Min Yan glanced at Yu Chenxi, he wanted to see what Yu Chenxi was going to do, should he pounce directly on the beautiful young man from a good family, right? ? Or will it be tactful, take erotic seduction, beautiful men or something······
"That's right, that Chenxi······" Yu Chenxi looked at Lan Chenxi who was concentrating on painting sadly, how did he feel that every time he read Lan Chenxi's name, he felt like he was calling himself the same, it was too awkward!!
Yu Chenxi, who was in a tangle, glanced at Lan Chenxi, and was very embarrassed to find that others didn't dump him at all, didn't even look at him, he was hit, he was completely hit, thinking that he was also a beautiful boy with a begonia pressing pear blossoms, and he also had a small universe, and he was also a high-quality beautiful man who would explode, Tyrannosaurus Rex Squad, out... Hit···
Everyone looked at Yu Chenxi with a curious expression, only to see Yu Chenxi quickly enter the state, his face was immediately covered with a layer of sadness and sorrow, he reached out and wiped the 'teardrops' from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly shouted to Lan Chenxi heartbroken and complaining, "Chenxi, do you remember the beautiful young man with a begonia pressing pear blossoms on the shore of Daming Lake, your brother Chenxi?" ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was petrified on the spot, and Min Yan almost didn't have a mouthful of old blood to squirt to death Yu Chenxi's girl, this is a naked thief line!! returned his beautiful and innocent childhood, and returned his innocent and beautiful Aunt Yuhe······
When Zhen Xi heard Yu Chenxi's words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he couldn't help but look at Yu Chenxi with a sad face, isn't this pair of whites too classic? ?
When Lan Chenxi heard Yu Chenxi's words, there was no excess emotion on his face, but the hand holding the paintbrush couldn't help but stiffen, and he inexplicably had the urge to beat people······