Chapter 584: The First Pot of Gold (4)
No one!
But to disappoint her, Ye Xiaowu's expression was indifferent, without a hint of surprise.
"I'm not interested."
The simple four words made the goddess thunder like five thunders, and her jaw fell to the ground in shock.
"What? You repeat. ”
Xiaowu rubbed his eyebrows listlessly, "If you retire one day, I may think about this problem, but forget it now, I'm not interested in working with you." ”
Goddess was messy in the wind, and she knew she was a little monster, but it was so strange that it was beyond human imagination.
She's so a**, isn't she afraid that others will pinch her to death?
"I don't like it, but Ou An'an can't ask for it, so let's retreat."
Ou Anan walked over and happened to hear this, and his face darkened.
"You're saying bad things behind my back, it's too much."
Xiaowu raised her glass with a smile, and her smile was particularly bright, "Wrong, it's to help you say good things, although you don't have any ability, no talent, no ability, no qualifications and no talent, but it's better for you to have a good father." ”
A long list of nothing, the Ou An An is useless, a whole waste material.
Ou An'an's face twitched, "Yes, I have a good father, it's useless for you to envy." ”
Xiaowu showed no mercy to the defeated general, "Why should I envy a scheming girl?" The tighter the sand, the faster it will drain, and in the same way, if you play too much, you will lose a lot of what you have. ”
Ou An was sick to death, but he still had to care about his image, and he didn't even dare to say anything too mean, "There are so many people who can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour." ”
The corners of Xiaowu's mouth curled, a pair of dark and bright eyes flashed a smile, and she nodded meaningfully, "It's indeed a lot." ”
Ou An'an's face turned red, and his throat was blocked in one breath, and he had nowhere to vent.
The goddess looked at this, looked at that, her eyes flashed slightly, and she was a little disappointed.
Before Ye Xiaowu appeared, no matter how he looked at Ou An'an, he felt that he was smart and clever, beautiful, could talk, could come to things, and was a good candidate.
But as soon as Ye Xiaowu appeared, Ou Anan was compared to scum, and he couldn't even quarrel with others.
The April sun is neither hot nor cold, the breeze blows gently, and in the garden, countless flowers are swaying, and the fragrance of flowers floats with the breeze.
A slender figure sits in a rocking chair, leisurely.
A crisp voice sounded violently, "Teacher, how do you look at my design?" ”
The woman raised her head violently and looked at the girl running not far away, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
Xiaowu ran in a hurry, her fair cheeks flushed with a healthy flush, and she was full of youth.
She handed the design drawings to the teacher like a treasure, quite proud.
Angel's face was full of soft light, looked down at the design, and said lightly, "So-so, make up." ”
The disciple's progress is rapid, and in a few months, there has been a qualitative improvement, which is inseparable from her diligence.
Xiaowu tilted his head, a little puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”
Angel patiently taught, "Look here, you shouldn't be girded, the proportions are wrong, and there is ...... here"
Xiaowu's eyes were shining, and what the teacher said made sense.
She listened very attentively and nodded frequently, no matter how fast she progressed, she couldn't catch up with the teacher's level.
Angel was very satisfied when he saw his disciple's well-behaved appearance, "However, you have made great progress and deserve praise." ”