Geng Geng nodded affirmatively.

"I went home with Ho Tian that day. After I hit someone, I apologized a little scared, but a few people over there wouldn't let me go. You don't even know how far they got, saying I hurt them and asking me to pay them for my camera. That's my baby, of course I won't." Geng Geng said and his little fists clenched subconsciously.

"Then they tried to beat me, and I was so frightened that I closed my eyes, thinking that now I was going to die, and I was going to be a pig's head! But I waited for a long time, but nothing happened, and when I opened my eyes, the men were already lying on the ground and rolling."

"Wow! That's too handsome, isn't it? A young man in white neatly defeated a group of bullies in three or two clicks, if only I had been there at that time." Yu Zhouzhou's eyes lit up and said, as a fan of martial arts, it was really a pity that she missed such a wonderful scene.

Lin Yang next to him was a little surprised, hum, I will go to the gym downstairs to practice when I go home.

"Well, those people later wanted to bite back, saying that He Tian beat them, but they couldn't find even a little bruise on their bodies, and of course the teachers didn't believe it. In the end, the teachers found their parents and were cleaned up by the parents." Geng Geng said with a smile on his face.

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Chuan interrupted, and if he talked about this Lin Yang again, he was going to blow up.

"Well, and he's good at photography. Oh yes, he's super good at foreign languages!" Geng Geng exclaimed.

"How strong can it be?" Lin Yang said with a stiff neck, not realizing that his tone was a little rushed.

Yu Zhouzhou glanced at him, as delicate as how she couldn't guess Lin Yang's thoughts, just a young man.

"He got a perfect score in English on the test." Ling Xiangqian said faintly, with a little envy in her tone.

Lin Yang was hit, English is also his dominant subject, but he rarely gets a full score, vocabulary is deducted a little, grammar is deducted a little, and writing is deducted a little, and the full score is far behind.

Seeing that Lin Yang's face was a little gray, Yu Zhouzhou swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

When she was traveling in Thailand, she met so many foreigners for the first time, not only Thai locals, but also many tourists from all over the world.

That was also the first time she saw how strong He Tian's language talent was.

Being able to communicate with foreigners in English without any barriers, and when she closed her eyes and listened, she thought that she was also a foreigner.

That's not all, the foreigners I met when I traveled didn't speak English, Yu Zhouzhou knew that He Tian actually knew other languages, although it shouldn't be as good as English, but it was already very envious to be able to use it for actual combat communication.

When Geng Geng Zhou and a few people were chatting, they didn't notice that the light in Ling Xiangqian's eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and they looked at He Tian frequently, maybe they didn't even notice herself, only the alarm in Jiang Chuan's heart became louder and louder.

.....

After finishing the last stroke, Lu Xinghe put the paint plate in his hand on the table next to him, and his eyes quietly crossed over the people behind him, feeling a little envious, but he muttered on his lips: "うるさい (so noisy)!"

He went to elementary school in the country of the foot basin, and only transferred back to the country when he was in junior high school, so when he was in the country, he sometimes said things in Japanese that he didn't want others to understand.

"す末ない (sorry)."

Lu Xinghe turned around suddenly, He Tian was bowing his head to pack his things, and it seemed that he had also finished his work.

Did he say that sentence just now?

Suddenly, there was a kind of secret that was discovered, Lu Xinghe swallowed his saliva and said: "あなたは日本语ができ末すか? (Do you know Japanese?) ）」

He Tian turned his head to look at him and replied to him in Japanese (next all in Chinese): "A little."

"You're pronounced from Kyoto, and you've been there?" Lu Xinghe suddenly felt that He Tian looked a lot clearer.

He also likes art, and he has been in the footbasin like him, which makes him feel very relatable.

He Tian opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Well, I stayed there for a while." Parenthesis, previous task.

Lu Xinghe wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a little strange, and there was a feeling of being watched very closely.

He glanced to the left, and jumped to his feet in fright.

It turned out not to be an illusion.

Lin Yang and the others didn't know when they moved within two meters of him!

Geng Geng glanced at him with disdain, what a timid man, and then turned his head to He Tian, and said excitedly: "He Tian, you can actually speak Japanese!"

At this time, He Tian had already put away all the painting tools, and the dirty painting plate was ready to be taken home and washed.

Hearing this, he put his hands behind his back, straightened his chest and abdomen, raised his head about 15 degrees, and said "modestly": "I understand a little."

Lin Yang and Yu Huai glanced at each other, this guy is too pretending, get him!

The two reached a consensus, and they were just about to rush forward, wanting to hit He Tian by surprise, "Kaka", and two crisp sounds came into their ears.

The two looked at the voice, He Tian smiled very kindly, but his hands were clenched into fists, and the voice just now seemed to come from his hand?

Thinking of what Geng Geng had just said, both of them couldn't take a step forward.

"Hahahaha, oh my God, you speak Japanese really well, you teach me another day when you have time, I've always wanted to challenge unsubtitled anime." Lin Yang laughed, and there seemed to be a few banners passing by in his mind, which clearly stated that the eldest husband can stretch and bend, not compete with the reckless man, violence is the last resort of the incompetent, and so on.

Yu Huai first glanced at him with disdain, and when he turned his head, his face was full of commercial smiles.

"Okay, you two don't laugh, it's too embarrassing for you to laugh so ugly." He Tian complained.

After speaking, he ignored the two of them, and said to the rest of the people, "Do you want to come to the referee and comment on who is better at my painting or Lu Xinghe?"

"Okay, then let a few of them come..." Lu Xinghe's voice suddenly disappeared.

He stood in front of the picture of He Tian, staring, as if petrified, motionless.

After a long time, he lifted the petrification magic, turned around without saying a word, picked up his painting tools and roughly stuffed them into his school bag, and then picked up the school bag and walked to the door.

"He... Is this evil?" Jiang Chuan said hesitantly.

Ling Xiangqian glared at Jiang Chuan, and almost blurted out a sentence "Jiang Chuan, your uncle's", but subconsciously restrained, she suddenly cared a little about her words and deeds, and subconsciously didn't want to leave a bad impression on someone.

Finally, he whispered, "Jiang Chuan, don't make trouble. He's so stimulated that you can't stand it."

Ling Xiangqian looked up at the back blackboard.

A medieval lighthouse stands still amid the raging waves, a schooner sails towards the lighthouse in the wind and waves, and a bird haunts around it.

The sky on the left was overwhelmed by dark clouds, making people feel oppressive and suffocating, several electric snakes meandered and crawled, and on the right, a golden light pierced through the black clouds and fell on the sea.

Light and darkness, despair and hope, destruction and rebirth can all be seen in this painting.

Ling Xiangqian turned her head to look at He Tian, who was surrounded by several people, her deep eyes were mixed with light and dark, making it impossible to see through her thoughts.

....

The next day, the people of Class 5 arrived at the classroom one after another before the morning reading, and were surprised to find that Lu Xinghe, who had always been late for one or two classes, had arrived before the start of the morning self-study.

However, Lu Xinghe was as "not doing his job" as always, and the still brand-new textbooks were casually placed in a corner of the table by him, and people fell asleep on the table.

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