Zixuan has left, but everyone is still deep in thought, she reveals to everyone a corner of a magical world, they already know that it is a completely different ecosystem from the earth, but now it seems that the strangeness of that world is beyond their imagination, the four words of natural selection are really incisive.

"Senior Sister Chanji, what are you doing in a daze?" Fu Su trotted over, "I waved my hand for a long time just now, did the Angel of Light see me? Where has she been now?"

Jiang Chanji came back to her senses, "Theoretically, she must know that you are waving, but she may not know that you are greeting her, don't worry, there will definitely be a chance, she is ...... I guess it's going around the school. ”

Chen Yiyi went to the Vientiane Department, and Fu Su followed the others to the Martial Arts Department.

Li Muqin has been discharged from the hospital, but he is not in the department at this time, probably accompanying the head of the college to meet with the head of the college.

Fu Su continued to translate for Luisa, Jiang Chanji and Leila trained separately, No. 33 and No. 15 sat bored, and No. 22 seemed to have received a task arranged by his superiors and left, and the return date was undecided.

Order has been restored within the Ninja Academy, their daily intelligence gathering work has resumed, and a large number of orders have accumulated during the closure, except for a few ninjas who have been assigned special tasks, most of the ninjas are busy with their respective tasks, especially the Thousand Faces Ninja like No. 22, although she is not good at fighting, but her ability is definitely a weapon in stealing intelligence.

It may be that they want to create the illusion that nothing has happened, even if it is to deceive themselves, the work enthusiasm of the ninjas is unprecedentedly high, and the suzerain has not delved into the identity of the rebels, even if the one or two rebels who have actually been exposed, they are only arranged to carry out long-term intelligence collection work alone in relatively remote areas, which is equivalent to cold treatment.

Jiang Chanji secretly paid attention to Layla's whip during the interval between his exercises, especially the details of her arms and wrists, and he was paying attention to them before they left for Aareshan.

"What? do you want to learn?" Layla sensed his concern, stopped her movements and sneered, "You can't learn, your wrists and shoulders are too hard, your knees and ankles are also very stiff, you must not have practiced dancing when you were a child!"

She has also observed his boxing practice and has some insight into his physical flexibility.

Jiang Chanji shrugged, "Just take a look, if you don't want to, I won't look at it." ”

Layla was about to say something, but at this moment, they both caught a very fast light and shadow falling from the sky out of the corner of their eyes.

"Angel of Light?"

Fu Su raised his head from the textbook and exclaimed in surprise.

Except for Fu Su, it was not the first time for everyone present to see the Angel of Light at close range, and everyone stopped what they were doing and felt a strong oppressive force.

Fu Su's pupils reflected the gorgeous figure of the Angel of Light, and his mouth was almost closed, unable to describe his feelings in words.

Just as she used to look forward to Aurora but didn't dare to approach it easily, she especially wanted to be able to get close to the Angel of Light, but now that she was really close to it, she cringed a little and dared to look at it from a distance.

Jiang Chanji walked over, "Fu Su, this is the Angel of Light you are looking forward to, her name is Mi Xue." Michelle, this is one of my schoolgirls, and she's a fan of yours. ”

They couldn't see Michelle's expression change, but she looked down at him in confusion.

"After I told her about your great deeds in the Aareshan, she kept clamoring to see you, and waved at you in the morning, I wonder if you noticed?"

Number 33 looked at him with some confusion, not understanding why he was so eager to introduce them.

Michelle nodded slightly.

"Fu Su, what are you still doing there? Come and say hello. ”

Under his repeated urging, Fu Su finally moved his steps, walked over timidly, raised his head and waved to Mi Xue, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said with a trilling voice: "Hi!

In fact, it's not to blame Fu Su for being timid on the spot, Michelle's height, appearance, six wings of light, and the cross sword of light that is about the same length as Fu Su's body are too oppressive.

Jiang Chanji pondered, how could the two of them get close as soon as possible, such an unfamiliarity would definitely not be able to establish a connection between thoughts.

"Michelle, can you sit down? You're so tall, we always have to tilt our heads and talk, and our necks will be sore in a moment. He deliberately grinned and rubbed his neck.

Probably no one had ever made such a request to Michelle, she had always looked down on all living beings, and no one, including the head of the house, had ever looked at her.

She seemed to be looking at Jiang Chanji, and hesitated for a moment in the face of him, but he didn't blink, and his attitude was very resolute.

Mi Xue remembered that Jiang Chanji said when he was in Ale Mountain that there was a girl in the East who could communicate with each other, and he promised to introduce her to that girl, and she came with great expectations, and she was eager to communicate.

She used to sit on the wing, but sitting on the wing was not the same as sitting on the lawn, and she turned her head to look at the sitting positions of 15 and 33 - a gesture that showed that she was a little flustered, because she didn't need to "turn her head" to shoot light in all directions at any time, and she could also receive light from all directions.

Slightly awkward, she bent her knees on one knee on the lawn and then tried to change to a sitting position—probably influenced by numbers 15 and 33, she actually struck the Japanese girl's kneeling position, with four wings covering the lawn beside her like a large wing, looking like a ...... The peacock sitting on the ground and opening the screen is, of course, more gorgeous than the peacock.

This position should be uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, but it certainly has no effect on the Angel of Light.

She was the height of two Catherines, and when she sat down, she was basically at eye level with them standing, and even when they did, the difference in height of their gaze was much smaller than when they were both standing, at least they didn't have to look up at her anymore.

The most important thing is that after she sits down, the sense of oppression is also much less - in front of her, they are like children in front of adults, and if adults can crouch down and talk to children and communicate with them on an equal footing, it will undoubtedly make children more relaxed and easier to win the favor of children.

"It's so beautiful!"

Fu Su's eyes sparkled, and he circled around Michelle a few times.

"There should be no danger here, your sword...... Can you find a way to put it away?" Jiang Chanji asked again.

Before she could act, the Cross Sword of Light that was on her lap suddenly turned into specks of light and landed on the palm of her right palm.

"Thank you. He said in his heart that this is really convenient, like Sun Monkey's golden hoop stick, which can be stuffed into his ears and eyes at any time.

Because Michelle was so cooperative with Jiang Chanji's request, she seemed to be a very gentle person, not as majestic as the legend and it seemed, Fu Su's wariness and fear of her gradually weakened, and he walked around her a few times, like every girl, especially interested in her wide and gorgeous wings.

"I can...... Do you want to touch your wings?" she asked boldly, taking a look at Jiang Chanji's face by the way.

Michelle nodded slightly.

Fu Su cautiously stretched out his fingers, trembling and approaching her wings, as if they were not wings but burning candles, the moment his fingertips touched the wings, he retracted again, and seeing that there seemed to be no danger, he made contact again.

There was no obvious tactile feedback from her fingertips, but unlike pure air, her fingers felt warm, as if they were basking in the warm sun, and when she withdrew her fingers, she was surprised to see a ray of light on her fingertips like a liquid, and she was about to look closely, and the light melted into the air again.

"It's amazing!" she was overwhelmed with emotion.

Jiang Chanji didn't know how close Fu Su would have to be to establish a connection with the target, I'm afraid she didn't even know it herself, considering that she had already established a connection with some teachers, it shouldn't be too difficult, but after all, the situation of the Angel of Light was too special, so it would be safer for them to get along for a while.

"By the way, it's rare for Michelle to visit, maybe she will have to go back with the head pastor in a few days, so it's better to leave some beautiful memories. He said to Fu Su, "Don't you know how to draw? I think Michelle is very beautiful in this pose, why don't you try to draw her into the painting? whether it's a sketch, a Chinese painting, or an oil painting." ”

"Great idea!"

Fu Su and these ordinary students, in order to train them into outstanding daughters, art courses such as painting are indispensable, and everyone's artistic accomplishment is good.

The light of the Angel of Light's body is dynamic, always flowing and undulating, and it is more difficult to take pictures of her with an ordinary camera, even if it is photographed, it is more likely to leave her essence in the form of painting.

Seeing that Michelle had no objection, Fu Su made a phone call with her classmate and roommate, and asked her roommate to help her send her painting tools, and after hanging up the phone, she ran out to pick up her roommate, and after a while, she came back with a large bag containing a full set of painting tools, including an easel.

She chose a suitable angle, set up her easel and spread the paper.

"I said, you must not paint an abstract painting like Picasso!" Although her parents had opened an art studio, Jiang Chanji basically knew nothing about painting, and she had no artistic cells at all, so she couldn't understand what she wanted to paint.

"Sister Chan Ji thinks abstract painting is so easy to draw, but in fact, I am only good at sketching...... And I think Mi Xue's posture is the most suitable to show with a sketch!" Fu Su said and began to write, "Trouble Mi Xue, don't move for the time being." ”

Jiang Chanji watched patiently from the side, and saw that Mi Xue's outline gradually emerged on the drawing paper.

Indeed, as Fu Su said, sketching, a technique of purely outlining objects with lines, is very suitable for depicting the angel of light composed of light, especially the sketch is good at depicting the light and dark changes of the person's face, and the more blurred facial features of the angel of light show charm.

Less than an hour later, there are still some details to work on, but the sketch is largely done.

"How is it?" Fu Su muttered to himself in annoyance, "If I had known that there was today, I would have tried to listen to the class as much as possible in the painting class instead of napping......

"Pretty good. Jiang Chanji was not perfunctory, "Let Mi Xue evaluate it herself?"

Fu Su turned the easel around and said embarrassedly: "I'm not good at learning, I'm smiling." ”

Jiang Chanji observed Mi Xue's reaction, he was not sure if she could "see" the painting, it stands to reason that she could, because the sketch only has two colors, black and white, and the degree of reflection between black and white is different.

Fu Su hid behind the easel, worried that Mi Xue didn't like his paintings, so he kept lip syncing to Jiang Chanji, and asked silently: How is it?

Jiang Chanji looked forward to Nunu's mouth, meaning: You ask yourself, and I didn't draw it.

Fu Su glared at him complainingly, and was about to raise her head from behind the drawing paper, but her head was held down by Jiang Chanji, preventing her from looking up.

"Just ask. He said, "Try to ask her what you can." ”

Fu Su was stunned for a moment, she was excited and nervous, and she didn't think about establishing a connection with Michelle at all, but Jiang Chanji felt that it might be easier to establish continuity in this way, and after she awakened her ability, she didn't do anything deliberately with him and Luisa, and naturally established a connection.

She didn't even know how to activate her abilities, but as long as she wanted to talk to whomever she wanted to talk to, and the image of that person appeared in her mind, she could pass the words on.

[Michelle, can you hear me? I want to ask you, what do you think of this painting?]

After waiting for a while, Fu Su didn't hear a response, she tried to say it a few more times, and just as she was about to give up, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in her head.

[This is the ...... What?]

This voice is different from other people's voices, long and deep, as if falling from the sky, and there is majesty in the voice, but there is something that does not match the majesty...... Great confusion.

Jiang Chanji felt Fu Su tremble for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Have you been contacted?"

Fu Su waved his hand and didn't let him speak.

[Who are you? Is it Mi Xue? I'm Fu Su, can you hear me? I'm trying to communicate with you directly with your thoughts. 】

[Yes, I can hear you...... This...... This is what 'speaking'?]

Not only Fu Su was trembling, Jiang Chanji saw that the light fluctuations on Mi Xue's body had also intensified, as if she was very excited, and she might stand up at any time, and some of the grass blades under her quickly turned from green to yellow, and some even smoked.

No. 33 noticed the anomaly and stood up uneasily.

"Fu Su, let her calm down, she's so excited! It's not good to go on like this!" he reminded.

[Michelle, this is talking, I can hear you talking, but don't be too excited, if you have something to say, speak slowly, otherwise I will be scared......]

[Okay, I see.] 】

The light on Michelle's body appeared a little stiff, but the degree of fluctuation was suppressed, and the scorched blades of grass did not increase.

Jiang Chanji realized that he had underestimated the degree of reaction of Mi Xue after gaining the ability to communicate, but fortunately, he had told her about it in Ale Mountain, which was regarded as a preventive vaccination, otherwise if he suddenly surprised her, I am afraid that it would turn into a fright in the end.