The fake zombie queen of the net king

Chapter 20

Qingyu walked to the grove yesterday, prepared the painting tools one by one, and began to grind ink.She is used to drawing on the table, but now the conditions do not allow it, so let it go.Spreading out a piece of rice paper, Qingyu quickly grinded the ink.Taking out all kinds of brushes, Qingyu took out the few brushes he needed to use, and started to paint.

The chaotic battlefield, the discarded armor, the broken arrows and spears, the heroic general, the blood-stained armor...the flames of wolves... Outlined by light feathers and splashed ink, the chaotic battlefield emerges in the pen, lifeless dead bodies, broken weapons and curling beacon fires.

The last stroke was drawn, and the light quill was thrown away, and he let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a little tired.Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Qingyu looked at her painting with satisfaction.

The protagonists are two heroic generals. During the battle, the background is the messy battlefield, the corpses of soldiers and the flames of war.The corner of Qingyu's mouth curled into a smile, that's what she saw when she followed her elder brother to the battlefield.

In fact, she still likes Zhao Zilong from the Kingdom of Shu, but she is a woman from the Kingdom of Wu, and she is already engaged to someone else.Well, it’s not really admiration or anything, it’s just admiration.

After the monthly exam is over, it's the weekend.

Qingyu doesn't need to participate in department work on weekends. The painting she drew on the day of the last monthly exam has already been handed over to the art club.Therefore, the three giants of the art club gave her a month of free time to move around, and just remember to submit the work at the same time next month.

Although she doesn't have a job, she still has the task given by Young Master Yan to take pictures of the heroic looks of tennis princes.

Therefore, Qingyu is now on the streets of Tokyo, planning to see what can be used.As for the shooting tools?Sorry, Young Master Yan not only gave her the latest Canon camera, but also the latest DV.

Next to her was Liu Lianyu, who was expressionless and paralyzed, with a cute baby fat face and a very serious look.

Liu Lianyu raised her head and looked at Qingyu who was holding her with one hand and the strap hanging on her shoulder with the other. She didn't understand why she brought him to Tokyo on the big weekend.

"Sister, what are we going to do?" Liu Lianyu asked.

"To earn extra money." Qing Yu replied without thinking - she was indeed right, but the reward for the extra money was paid by Master Yan.

"..." Looking at her sister's appearance, Liu Lianyu really wanted to say that she is very wretched now.

Qingyu nodded her lips, where should she go?For filming, where should I go first?

Well, it's close to the water, so let's go to Qingxue first.

Because today is the weekend, Qingyu didn't wear Qingxue's girls' school uniform, but a pair of moon white tights and slacks, a simple brown T-shirt on the upper body, and her long ice blue hair was casually tied up , put on a white baseball cap.

Holding the DV, Qingyu led her serious little bun-faced Baozi Qingyu to the Qingxue tennis court soon, and the candidates were training just as Qingyu had imagined.

Qing Yu pursed her lips, looked down at Liu Lianyu beside her and said, "Xiao Yu, my sister is going to work, you stand here and don't run away."

Liu Lianyu looked at her sister, then at the DV in her hand, and nodded.

With the promise of being well-behaved by her own younger brother, Qingyu turned on the DV in her hand and aimed at the teenagers wearing blue and white uniforms on the tennis court.

The teenagers in the arena are very handsome, each with their own style, and they are heroic and youthful.In particular, that handsome young man with a strong demeanor is really eye-catching.

Tsk, well, she still thinks Minister Bingshan is the most handsome.But, icebergs don't melt.

"Hey, who are you? You are approaching the tennis court, are you planning to snatch Young Master Ryoma?" A girl with orange half-long hair and two shofar braids saw Qingyu, she was immediately vigilant and stared at Qingyu.

Qingyu glanced at the girl who spoke, and then continued to look at the boy on the tennis court.For the girl who spoke, she was basically like a stranger who didn't know, and she didn't need extra attention.

"Hey, what can I ask you?!" Kosakata Tomoka became angry when she saw Qingyu ignoring her.

"Forget it, kid, don't cause trouble." The girl next to her with two long braids pulled her back and said weakly.

"Sakura, you are too simple, this girl is going to snatch Master Ryoma, why are you not in a hurry?" Kosakata Tomika said indignantly, "Master Ryoma can only be yours, and no one can snatch it away." .”

Qingyu looked at Kosakata Tomoka coldly, "Shut up!" The cold air was as cold as the Siberian cold wind blowing, and Qingyu's yin energy as a thousand-year-old female ghost overflowed, "It's very noisy."

When she first watched anime, she didn't really dislike these two girls, but after watching many anime and fanfiction, she couldn't like these two girls at all.Especially that girl named Tatsuzaki Sakura, if you say you have a crush on her, then you have a crush on her, don't let the whole world know that you have a crush on her?
You say, you can confess.However, the secret love is known to everyone, and if you like someone and let others declare your sovereignty for you, what do you like?Therefore, Qingyu couldn't like these two girls.

The two girls who were frightened by Qingyu's cold air shrank, and hurried to a place far away from Qingyu.

Liu Lianyu looked at her sister, then at the two girls who were scared by her, but said nothing.

Ever since her parents passed away, Liu Lianyu knew that only when she became stronger would she not be bullied by others.So, now that Qingyu scares the two girls so much, he doesn't think it's bad.

Before, he thought that his sister's temper was too soft and she would always be bullied.But now seeing that his sister is not so easy to bully, he is relieved.

In the tennis court, the minds of the teenagers who witnessed this scene were tossed.

The blind boy with short chestnut hair and smiling all the year round smiled brightly, "Hehe, it seems very interesting. Nie, Tezuka, that girl is the new transfer student in your class, right?"

(End of this chapter)