Pirate world, start as Enero

Farewell to Lihua.

Flagged down a taxi and headed for the school in Kasumigaoka.

As a result, in the end, he still didn't ask why Lihua was suddenly so urgent, so that he made this kind of request to someone who had just met and had only seen two sides so early on that it was impossible to be agreed.

This way of behaving does not match his style of doing things and his calm face at all.

But forget it.

I'll ask again when you have time.

The car slowly stopped in front of the school gate.

Ba Bai looked at Kasumigaoka beside him.

Kasumigaoka quietly looked at Ba Bai beside him.

“...... Won't you get out of the car?" Ba Bai asked tentatively after a moment of silence.

"Back pain, weak legs, lack of sleep, and a little dizziness in the head. With a weak look, Kasumigaoka half-covered his head.

Say a word to glance at Babai, say a word to glance at it.

Looking at Ba Bai with a bewildered face, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and tilt his head to the side:

"Ah... It's so pathetic... I was woken up by the phone at five or six o'clock in the morning... I want to sleep but I've been by someone..."

"Ahhh

After a deep glance at Kasumigaoka, Ba Bai nodded helplessly:

"I know,

I know." "

Hmph. He hummed and closed his eyes.

Kasumigaoka threw his head aside, but his right eye couldn't help but open a slit.

Watch as Ba Bai opens the car door, walks to his door, and opens the door.

With a little pride on his face, he elegantly brushed the long hair at the corners of his forehead and raised his legs, ready to get out of the car:

"Thanks, you are really a gentleman..."

Feel the legs and back under the knees being wrapped around a pair of big hands, and the body gradually takes off and relaxes.

Kasumigaoka's calm and elegant expression was instantly replaced by panic and blush:

"Oh, wait! just open the door! You don't have to do this!"

He

nodded, and put Kasumigaoka back down.

With his hands still wrapped around Ba Bai's neck, Kasumigaoka glanced at Ba Bai deeply, and was silent for a moment:

"How did you think of carrying me out and putting me back?

The driver in front of him sniffled, looked up at the two of them in the rearview mirror, and said,

"How did you think that the next car would take so long?"

Although it was a weekend break, the school was not quiet.

All kinds of people who participate in club activities have already arrived or are on the way.

Therefore, the school gate has never been a no-man's area.

Even though Ba Bai's sense of existence has been sent out for most of it, the presence of the taxi is particularly eye-catching in this day when he should be lying at home, but he has to come because of club activities.

Touching his nose in embarrassment, looking at Kasumigaoka, who was still with his hands behind his neck in front of him, making a big red face, Ba Bai stretched out his hand and hugged it down.

Then he closed the door and smiled apologetically at the driver.

“... Hum. With a light snort, the driver stepped on the accelerator.

"Uhh

I haven't gotten in the car yet

..."A girl's chuckle came from her ears, her shoulders collapsed, and she squinted with half-staring eyes

: "You're very happy

...""Ahem..."

Ahem..."Ahem, coughing embarrassedly, Kasumigaoka changed the subject:

"By the way, how much is the fare?"

"2560 yuan. With the numbers in his mouth, Ba Bai shrugged:

"It's expensive." "

I'm talking about today's day. Kasumigaoka corrected.

"More than 5,000, I can't remember how much. As he spoke, Ba Bai hung his eyes at the dead fish, and his fingers touched the screen in his hand:

"No, Miss Kasumigaoka won't still want to AA with me." "

Isn't it okay?" Kasumigaoka looked dazed.

"No, it's going to be rusty. After a while, looking at the reply on his phone, Ba Bai refused.

Then he raised his feet and walked towards the school gate.

"Unfamiliar?" frowned puzzled, Kasumigaoka looked at Ba Bai's back, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran over and pulled Ba Bai's sleeve:

"Mr. Ba Bai won't forget that he is not a student of this school, right?"

"I remember." Ba Bai nodded.

"Then what are you doing here?" Kasumigaoka said puzzled

, "It's not a university, and it's not a certain time for high school,

so outsiders are not welcome to come in." "

Well, but I want to see where you work. Ba Bai dragged a long note.

"But it's not something you can get in if you want to see it, and what's in the school... Tilting his head, Kasumigaoka looked at the security guard with a blank face After answering the phone, he nodded and greeted Ba Bai, and said,

"You... Could it be the illegitimate son of a politician?"

Fingertips flicked lightly on Kasumigaoka's forehead.

Ba Bai smiled helplessly.

...............

Quiet activity room.

The golden-haired girl sits in the corner, and in front of her is a drawing board on which is a completely untidy female character with a beautiful drawing style.

The role is not finished, but the attention of the golden retriever girl is completely out of it.

His eyes kept looking into his phone.

in the phone.

A picture of a woman who is obviously neatly dressed, but is inexplicably so astringent that girls will blush is quietly reflected in the mobile phone.

You don't even have to look at it to know that the person on your phone is exactly the same person as the person on your drawing board.

It's just a beautiful and explicit astringency, a subtle one, but inexplicably astringent.

Holding the phone in his left hand, the pencil scrolls between his lips and nose.

The golden haired girl's face showed a trace of impatience and despair.

Two months ago.

Someone I don't know suddenly finds me.

said that he wanted to kick the gym, and asked himself if he dared to take it.

Just kidding, the old lady has been immersed in this spicy dish for many years, and even serious illustrators and cartoonists are not false, would she be afraid of a person who will appear inexplicably and have no fame at all?

Then he was bombarded with pictures of garbage like scribbles by elementary school students for several days.

Horses are mentally retarded, there really is such a person!

She compromised.

At that moment, he took out a cover he had drawn not long ago and threw it over.

I won easily, and I didn't have a sense of victory at all.

I thought that was the end of the matter.

The result was in the afternoon of the same day.

The man sent another picture of an amateur who couldn't be more amateurish.

The golden-haired girl drew a gourd in the same way, picked out a cover she had drawn before, and threw it over.

Won again, and there was no pleasure at all in winning.

Then that night, a character picture of the debut level appeared in the golden retriever girl's mobile phone.

At that time, she was stunned for a long time, but she still sent a picture to the past.

Then the next day, a standard character illustration appears.

But no matter how much he asked, the man didn't say anything back.

After being aroused by her competitive spirit, the golden retriever girl sent the illustration she had just drawn.

It's a little bit comfortable to win.

At one o'clock at noon, a picture appeared that was obviously dressed neatly, but it was inexplicably astringent.

The golden-haired girl was stunned for a long time, and spent three days puffing out her face, racking her brains to draw an illustration of the character she was most satisfied with.

Won.

This time it was too high!

And then it was noon.

A picture of a character who is obviously dressed very neatly, but it is so astringent that it can't be done, and even a person who is full of physiological knowledge blushes and has a heartbeat.

The blonde girl angrily asked if she had come to entertain her, but the man said no, and mockingly thanked her for her teaching.

Prepared a long paragraph to spray that person.

But the man said....

It may be that he has been wearing yellow glasses for too long, and it seems that his painting skills are crooked, and he can't draw normal pictures, so he decided not to paint.

That man did exactly that, and since then, it has never appeared in anyone's field of vision, and this picture has become the only memory left at that time, and the legend in the mouths of those who watched this kick in the painting world...

Mad's mental retardation! There can be such a person

! Leave a picture that others don't know how to reproduce, and pat their butts hard and stop playing!

Teeth crunch in their mouths, their eyes staring

at their phones,

and even their palms tremble a little because they are clenched too tightly.

Instead

of asking me to learn that person's painting style, you have the ability to find out the person's location

! I promise not to let this painting become that person's swan song!

"Oh, isn't

this the big wife?"