Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 360 The Hearing Impaired Learning God (20)

Lou Zhuang knew very well how much strength she had used last night, and she might not be able to recover in a week.

But this has nothing to do with her, as long as she doesn't get her mind on Zhen Lan, it doesn't matter if she doesn't come before the college entrance examination.

"Okay, take out the books and start reading early."

The sound of reading aloud sounded, and Lao Wang walked around the classroom twice, maintaining the movement of his hands behind his back, and left the classroom.

The first class in the afternoon is art class.

A Middle School claims to pay attention to the all-round development of students' morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor. Senior high school students will stop physical education, art, music and other courses until the next semester to focus on preparing for the exam.

Class [-] students lined up to the art classroom in the art building. The art teacher was already sitting on the podium, playing with his mobile phone.

"Everyone find a seat and sit down by yourself, keep your voice down so as not to disturb other classes."

The art teacher said as he opened the slideshow and called up a picture, it was a man with dark complexion and wrinkled face.

"I will draw this in today's class. If you draw well, you will have the opportunity to post it on the wall and show it to our school students~"

Ji Xiwen next door to Louzhuang muttered softly, "I don't want to."

There are also special art students in this classroom. Pasting their four-faced paintings on the wall is different from public execution.

Lou Zhuang glanced at the projector without saying a word, and took out rice paper, gouache paint, and painting tools from the bag.

After the official class, the art teacher left with his mobile phone, and he didn't come back until the makeup was adjusted.

Roughly outlined an outline, Lou Zhuang received Ji Xiwen's call: "Lou Zhuang Lou Zhuang, come and help me adjust the color, why am I getting darker and darker."

Lou Zhuang put down the paint tray and turned to help Ji Xiwen color it.

"Okay, that's about it." Lou Zhuang handed the paint tray back, and wiped the paint on her fingers with paper.

Ji Xiwen looked down: "Thank you, you...be careful!"

Lou Zhuang was pulled over by Ji Xiwen, and a "click" was clearly heard from the arm joints.

Louzhuang: "..."

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of an object falling to the ground, and something seemed to be splashed on Lou Zhuang's ankle.

Looking down, it was the paint tray she had just put on the shelf that fell to the ground, and the paint was splashed everywhere.

Including rice paper, Lou makeup pants, socks, and shoe uppers.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I accidentally knocked over your paint when I passed by just now. I was not careful. You won't be angry, right?"

What's the difference between this and "Brother, buy me a lollipop, your girlfriend won't be angry, right?"
It also exudes a strong tea fragrance.

The girl in front of her is Sun Lin, and like An Yiyi, she enjoys bullying the original owner.

Lou Zhuang moved her feet and took out two pieces of paper to wipe off the paint on the shoe.

It was a bit difficult to wipe off, Lou makeup was wiped off several times before it was barely wiped off, but in the end it still left a black mess.

What an eyesore.

Lou Zhuang thought to herself.

Sun Lin put her hands in her pockets, dissatisfied with Lou Zhuang, ignored her, and kicked Lou Zhuang's stool: "Hey, I'm talking to you."

"Will I be angry?" Lou Zhuang looked up and threw the tissue into the trash, "Of course I will be angry."

Sun Lin was stunned, and wanted to teach Lou Zhuang a lesson when she came up.

"what--"

The exclamation caught the attention of everyone in the classroom, and everyone looked towards Lou Zhuang one after another.

Lou Zhuang was holding a paint tray in his hand, and Sun Lin's white short sleeves were covered with paint, dripping sparsely.

It is self-evident who made all this.

The sticky texture of the paint permeated the thin fabric, and Sun Lin was going crazy at this moment.

(End of this chapter)