The starting sister is Zhuge Dali

Chapter 187 Black silk yyds
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Hanging in various meanings!
"Ah."

Hearing Zhao Haitang's answer, Yifei agreed, then took out the key, walked to the door of the new house, opened the door, and entered with everyone.

As soon as I opened the door, turned on the light, and looked forward, I saw pieces of yellow cloth hanging on the walls of the corridor.

Under these yellow cloths is the soul that everyone bestows on the cultural corridor.

Zhuge Wenruo: "..."

He really didn't bother to complain, this group of people is purely dishonest, and they also like to play with mystery.

Meijia pointed to these yellow cloths, and said in words: "Sister Yifei, Ziqiao and I hung up these cloths to give you a surprise."

"Oh?" Yifei's eyes lit up when she heard the words: "Thank you Meijiaziqiao, you two are quite caring."

Zhuge Wenruo: "..."

Are you sure it's not about guilt?Sure it's not because of kindness?
Zhuge Wenruo seriously suspected that the two of them were afraid that their master would die of anger when they saw it.

That day he directly witnessed the painting process of Qiao Jia and his wife.
Knowing the real situation of Ziqiao and Meijia, he felt the truth in his heart.

Yifei walked two steps forward and saw the first painting, but found that there was only a small piece of yellow cloth on the first wall. She couldn't help but feel a little strange:
"Who does this belong to? Is this painting so small, or is the yellow cloth used up?"

Hearing Yifei's question, she stepped forward vigorously and explained: "This painting was drawn by me. It's not big, but it's very meaningful!"

"Simple, low-key and connotative? Dali, you are a good boy, you won't fool the teacher casually, right?" Yifei asked suspiciously.

"Will not!"

Strongly downvote this answer.

Looking at the mysterious Dali, Yifei said expectantly: "Open it quickly, open it quickly, I like meaningful paintings the most."

"Ok."

Nodding his head, he raised his hand vigorously and lifted the yellow cloth with a swish.

I saw a few stick figures painted on the wall.

From left to right, they are Australopithecus, Homo habilis, Homo erectus, Homo sapiens and modern man!

Being a man for two lifetimes and receiving more than 20 years of compulsory education, Zhuge Wenruo recognized this picture in an instant.

This is the history of human evolution!

The master asked my sister to draw, and my sister directly painted the history of evolution on the wall
I can only say that it is worthy of you, Zhuge Dali!
Yifei: "What do you mean by drawing this picture"

Dali said confidently: "Mr. Hu, I have thought about it for a long time. Looking at the theory of evolution, the theory of relativity, and the theory of the Big Bang, I still think that the picture of the history of human evolution has the most scientific and rational charm."

There are still commonalities in the thinking among female academic masters, Yifei nodded while listening, and said:
"Not bad, I have an idea, the perfect combination of science and art, great atmosphere!"

Curry Sauce: "Although I don't understand it, I still feel very powerful."

Mika glanced at the curry sauce.

Don't know this?
What kind of scumbag is this study?

Yifei didn't care about this, and came to the next picture, looked at the position and said, "Hey, position C, this is my disciple's?"

Zhuge Wenruo nodded and said, "Yes, this is mine."

Yifei nodded, and said: "Your, last look, you messed up the decoration of the master. If Huahua messes up again, I'll screw you up."

Zhuge Wenruo: "..."

The master is really educated, and he used so many smashes.

As he spoke, he came to the third picture and asked, "Whose is this?"

Luo Yan stepped forward and shouted, "Mine, mine!"

"My house is made of stone, hurry up, show the master what you drew." Yifei was quite looking forward to it.

"Okay, dang dang!"

Luo Yan directly tore off the yellow cloth.

"Sigh~"

"Sigh~"

"Sigh~"

"..."

Everyone took a deep breath.

"Snapped."

Yifei slapped Luo Yan's butt angrily, and said, "You damn girl, you are on the cultural corridor of my house."

"ghs?!"

"Um?!"

Luo Yan retorted: "Where's the fuck? He's wearing clothes!"

Ziqiao smiled and said, "If you count Hua Mulan's limited-edition bunny girl skin as clothes, then so be it."

Zhang Wei also smiled obscenely, and shouted:

"Black hiss yyds!"

Luo Yan instantly became unhappy and said, "This is my wife! I don't allow you to talk about my wife like that!"

Meijia felt funny and said: "Wen Ruo, I didn't expect you to be greened by a Two-dimensional character! I remember this girl's name is Mai Sakurajima!",

Zhuge Wenruo: "..."

Why do I have a bad feeling about this teasing?

Luo Yan looked puzzled: "What green, this is my old man."

Luo Yan wanted to say, this is my husband.

Zhuge Wenruo thought of it all at once, maybe this dead girl is connoting herself?
But if Zhuge Wen could let her talk?
She stepped forward and covered Luo Yan's small mouth, and said in her ear: "Little girl, you have to think about it before you speak. Believe it or not, I will let you lie down on the boat all day tomorrow? Or, you can't get off the boat." ?”

Luo Yan shook her head frantically.

Can not be done!She can't bear this love!
Only then did Zhuge Wenruo let go of Luo Yan.

Seeing the young couple like this, Mika teased and said, "See, Wen Ruo is still jealous! But it's true, isn't life just a picture of Mai Sakurajima?"

Ziqiao commented: "Wen Ruo's reaction is also normal. Who would know that his wife likes someone, not to mention Two-dimensional, the key is still a woman, no one can stand being so green!"

Zhuge Wenruo: "..."

I green myself?
How does this work?

Obviously, Luo Yan painted her, this damn girl deserves a beating.

Luo Yan felt the "murderous aura", and immediately ran behind Hu Yifei, fearing that Zhuge Wenruo would be carried away by herself in anger.

That won't work.
(# ^. ^ #)
At this time, Zhao Haitang leaned forward wretchedly and said, "Is there any R-rank of Mai-senpai? If there is, let's take a step to talk?"

Luo Yan jumped up and waved her small fist, hit Zhao Haitang fiercely, and shouted:

"Go away!"

"Ouch!"

Zhao Haitang was beaten.

Everyone contemptuously said in unison: "Yes!"

Zhao Haitang: "..."

He looked at Zhang Wei, and thought to himself, isn't it time for you to hiss forever?

Look at Lu Ziqiao again, he wants to say, isn't it time for your Mulan bunny skin?

Why are you talking about me?

Why am I always the one who's hurt?
why?

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(End of this chapter)