The favorite of the global group, the delicate daughter blows up the Beijing circle

Chapter 91 Can't you speak well?
The exam lasted for three days, and now the exam has long since disregarded arts and sciences, all of which are elective courses.

However, in the ranks of Xueba, unless they are seriously biased, they generally choose Quanli, that is, materialization.

Unfortunately, Wen Hua chose Quanli.

Chemistry was taken in the morning and biology in the afternoon. After the exam, Lin Xiaomo lay on the table and complained.

"The way of heaven is unfair! While giving me good looks, God actually forgot to give me the IQ to match it. Alas, what evil did I do!"

Wen Hua has already formed a habit of having convulsions at the same table from time to time.

"Hey, but God still gave me compensation and let me have a goddess at the same table."

"..."

Speaking of the same table, Su Moze gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Xiaomo.

Depend on!
The girl had the nerve to say that when it was time to change seats, this person stalked her so badly that she wanted her sister to be at the same table with her, otherwise he would be the one sitting next to her sister now.

Lin Xiaomo was not afraid of him, not only was she not afraid, but she even made a face at him.

She became Wen Hua's deskmate by virtue of her ability, and she deserved it!
Wen Wei ignored the small fight between the two of them. The monthly exam was over, but her design draft had not been submitted yet.

It was only the last one. She held the pen, but she didn't drop it for a long time. The paper was still blank.

The "Daylight" series represents the 12 hours when the sun comes out during the day, and the original designs include dawn, dawn, scorching sun, warm sun and twilight.

Wen Wei was the first to have the inspiration of twilight before thinking of the series "Sunlight". The scenery of morning and evening, the beauty of nature, and all the deficiencies now, she is stuck at dawn.

At the dawn of day, when the morning and dusk were a thin line of sky, she drew a few copies, but she didn't draw the realm she wanted.

"The day is hazy and the dawn is just breaking, and the eyes are full of delicate and sunny weather."

She suddenly thought of this poem, and turned her wrist slightly, leaving a shallow mark on the white paper.

With one stroke down, Wen Hua felt as if he could see the sun through the clouds. The ideas in his mind gradually became clearer, the speed of the pen tip became faster and faster, and more things were drawn on the white paper.

Lin Xiaomo stuck out her little head out of curiosity, her watery eyes were full of doubts, what was her deskmate doing?
"Wow!" she exclaimed, "What a beautiful dress!"

Even after drawing a rough outline with a pencil, Lin Xiaomo could already see how beautiful the finished dress is.

She looked at Wen Wei with eyes full of stars, but she was still immersed in her own inspiration, Lin Xiaomo immediately covered her mouth with guilt, and muttered in her heart: "Sin, sin."

She knew in her heart that Wen Hua was inspired.

Like these artists, once they have inspiration, they can't be disturbed. Things like inspiration, which seem to be absent, disappear with a wave.

In case Wen Hua didn't draw well due to her fault, nothing can make up for it.

It's just that Lin Xiaomo has this consciousness, but others are not so conscious.

She doesn't care what Wen Hua is doing now!
"Wen Hua, go out for a while," Sun Tong walked over and kicked Wen Hua's table a few times unceremoniously.

Wen Hua ignored her, now is the critical moment of the draft, if distracted, all the efforts just now will fall short.

"What are you doing here? Don't disturb her!"

Lin Xiaomo frowned. Is this man really blind, or is he pretending not to see?Anyway, it's true that she has no quality.

Kicking tables can be done!

"You don't need to worry about it!" Sun Tong gave her a vicious look. Usually, this person was with Wen Wei a lot, all the way, "Wen Hua!"

Sun Tong kicked harder, the table shook, and a long trace stood out on the design draft.

Wen Hua stopped her movements, the fingertips holding the pen turned pale, Lin Xiaomo got close, and saw that her face was not very good.

The design draft was destroyed, Wen Wei lightly threw the pen away, and leaned casually on the back of the chair, like a British short-haired blue cat, noble and lazy, which made people feel a little annoying.

The pen flew a little far, and it was teetering on the edge of the table, just like... Lin Xiaomo's little heart was dangling on the edge of a cliff.

She swallowed her saliva, and leaned back on the chair like Wen Wei, it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, someone is rushing to reincarnate, she can't pull it no matter what!
She also glanced at Wen Hua subconsciously. Sure enough, people are good-looking, and no matter what they do, they are pleasing to the eye, unlike...

Comparing the two people, there is no harm if there is no comparison. The same posture, why is there such a big difference?

She is self-aware, arranges her clothes, and sits upright.

How smart are the people in class one!

They soon smelled the danger. Anyway, they had just finished the exam, and they had to relax. They all stopped what they were doing and looked over.

"Hey! What do you mean? I told you to go out!"

Everyone was watching the excitement, but Sun Tong still didn't notice, and he was still confident.

"Is it so difficult to speak well?"

Wen Hua murmured, this behavior is really annoying!
She stood up slowly, grabbed the discarded draft on the table, and slowly kneaded it into a ball.

What was crumpled was paper, but the students in Class [-] felt that this was not paper, but their hearts, and they were still watching the excitement, why are they watching the excitement?
None of them should be left in the classroom!
During this period of time, Wen Hua gave people the impression of being a gentle and gentle little fairy with good grades, but she couldn't carry it on her shoulders, couldn't lift her hands, and was a little bit hard to bully.

But it's just a little bit hard to bully. After all, Wen Wei has a school bully brother, and no one dares to bully except Sun Tong who has nothing to do.

Although they didn't know what happened this time, they could guess that Sun Tong made the little fairy anxious this time.

Everyone tried their best to lower their sense of existence, for fear of getting angry, but they were also curious!

The classroom was unbelievably quiet, and all the attention was on Wen Hua.

Seeing Wen Hua walk up to Sun Tong's table and kick her table lightly, it was really light, this was what everyone thought.

There was only a sound of "Bump!", and Sun Tong's desk just fell down!

fall down!

To be honest, there was only one thought in their minds at that moment, and that was to touch the table!
No, no, how could the table touch porcelain?

The table must be of poor quality!

But why is the quality of the table bad?
They use the same table too!

Everyone was confused, and still didn't figure out why.

What else could be the reason?But it was Wen Wei who kicked him down vigorously, but it didn't look like much strength was used.

"Wen Hua!"

It took Sun Tong a long time to realize, what did Wen Hua do?her table!

The floor was mopped not long ago, and now the floor is still a little wet, and the book she put on the table just fell on the floor and got wet.

"I'm here," Wen Hua hugged her hands, speaking so lightly, without a trace of emotion.

(End of this chapter)