After rebirth, I became their Miss Painter

"...?"

Although Su Qing'er will appear to be more active, Nan Lianxue will occasionally guide Su Qing'er's movements, for example, sometimes when her dance steps are wrong, it is easy to step on Su Qing'er's feet...

But Su Qing'er avoided it very deftly.

Um......

So what if the book artist can't dance? !

The dance is over.

After all, the teacher let Nan Lianxue and Su Qinger go

The etiquette class was still so boring, Nan Lianxue hid at the end, while Su Qinger was held back by her friend, as if to say something to her.

"Master Host, the completion of the task has reached 50.00%, if this continues...you may not be able to complete the task."

The system showed a helpless expression: o﹏o

"Ah."

Nan Lianxue just nodded slightly.

She leaned against the wall lightly, her eyes were looking forward without focus, and she didn't want to listen to the class... so let's stay for a while.

Teacher Jiang who was lecturing didn't notice Nan Lianxue.

But including her, they have actually heard a lot of rumors about Nan Lianxue, and they don't know the truth or falsehood, and they don't comment.

"Maybe...we should talk to her when get out of class is over? Or forget it, Nan Lianxue is a pretty good student."

A series of stories about Nan Lianxue began to circulate in a large part of the circle of classmates, although Nan Lianxue herself did not notice it.

She didn't deliberately keep a distance from her classmates, it's just...she didn't know how to fit into other people's circle.

"Okay, get out of class is over."

After Teacher Jiang finished the last detail, her freewheeling class ended.

After walking out of the auditorium.

Su Qing'er ran over, still smiling, as usual.

Although school life is always so boring, homework sometimes piles up too much to finish, and occasionally you have to worry about unexpected exams...or get lost because of some annoying things.

However, there is no need to worry or be discouraged.

because...

There will always be someone who will be your friend.

"Lianxue, I want to have dinner at your house." Su Qing'er said softly.

Nan Lianxue didn't refuse, she had planned to invite Su Qing'er to dinner.

"Well, yes."

"Great."

......

......

The home economics class after that was very ordinary, neither boring nor anything special that had to be mentioned.

"So my sister has already left..." Nan Lianxue looked at the parents who were gradually leaving around. Fortunately...it turned out that my sister didn't intend to check her room.

is good news.

Five fifteen.

"Holiday, go home!"

Hmm... Today is Friday, so it's indeed a holiday.

Slightly looking out the window, the sky is a bit dark, the autumn wind is slightly cool, it is not late autumn, but there are only a few fallen leaves occasionally.

Nan Lianxue picked up her messenger bag and looked at Su Qing'er who had been waiting for her.

"What would you like to eat?"

Nan Lianxue asked, it was a very common question, just like all students.

"Is Lianxue a treat?" Su Qing'er walked beside Nan Lianxue.

"Yes." Nan Lianxue smiled lightly, this was the first time she went home with her classmates.

"Then let me think about it..."

Su Qing'er pressed her chin lightly, thinking slightly.

what to eat?

I don't really have anything to eat... I usually don't care much about what I like to eat.

Walk down the street, turn down the alley.

They have already left the scope of the school, and their classmates are hardly seen here.

Nan Lianxue ran to a small shop by the side of the road at some point, holding two oil paper bags in her hand, she turned her head to greet Su Qing'er who was still yawning:

"Here, do you want to eat?"

"Wum." Su Qing'er took the oil paper bag and nodded slightly.

This kind of Lianxue is completely different from the rumored one.

"... Is there something on my face?" Nan Lianxue tilted her head slightly, looking at Su Qing'er who had been staring at her with some doubts.

"Have."

Su Qinger nodded.

She quietly stared at Nan Lianxue's bright moon-like pupils, and there was a slight ripple in her eyes.

She stretched out her hand out of nowhere.

"Do not move."

"Ah, oh..." Nan Lianxue was slightly taken aback, and leaned forward slightly.

Su Qing'er stretched out her index finger, and gently wiped Nan Lianxue's face. There was a trace of oil stains there, which should have been stained just now.

"Is Lianxue always like this after returning home?" Su Qing'er asked softly.

What is she asking?

"It will be more... relaxed than in school."

"Hmph, the unsuspecting Lianxue..."

She spoke in such a low voice that Nan Lianxue didn't hear clearly, but she didn't ask again.

"Um... Lianxue, do you know that there is a rumor in school recently?" Su Qing'er hesitated for a while, then asked with her lips pursed.

"Rumours, do they have anything to do with me?" Nan Lianxue usually doesn't care about these things. She opened her messenger bag and took out the key. They will be home soon.

"Um..."

"It's okay, just tell me."

Nan Lianxue smiled softly. The last thing she worried about was being hated by others... Although it is not appropriate to say that, she had nothing to do with those people, even if she was hated...

It doesn't make her care, probably.

"They said..."

Chapter 11 quit, strike

While listening to Su Qinger's words, Nan Lianxue took out the key.

"Well..."

Gently opening the door, she dropped her schoolbag and stretched her waist very relaxedly. Her movements were big, but her school uniform was a little tight.

This action caused Su Qing'er to cough lightly behind her.

Nan Lianxue was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the neckline of the school uniform seemed to outline a smooth curve.

"I came in right away?"

Su Qing'er took off her pure white sneakers, revealing her little feet wrapped in white silk, stepped on the creaky wooden floor, and walked into Nan Lianxue's small home.

"So, what happened just now..."

Nan Lianxue smiled, took off her coat and threw it on the sofa: "So, in the eyes of many classmates, I'm probably a...well, a girl who often goes to nightclubs at night?"

"Hmm..." Su Qing'er sat on the small sofa and nodded slightly.

"Well...forget it, don't talk about this, what do you want to eat?" Nan Lianxue shrugged and walked into the kitchen slowly.

"Anything is fine."

Su Qing'er pursed her lips lightly, but did not continue the topic just now.

She turned her head quietly, looking at some small things on Nan Lianxue's table...

Well, there is a little plastic man.

...but why, a girl in a swimsuit?

"This... seems to be called a figure?" Su Qing'er tilted her head slightly, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

There seemed to be a few pencils, colored pencils, tape, craft knives and the like on the table.

Su Qing'er leaned forward slightly, supported her body with her hands and looked over there.

"So Lian Xue likes to be a handmade villain?"

of course not.

The figurines on the table were bought by Nan Lianxue at a comic exhibition, and the pencils... I just forgot to put them away yesterday.

But even though that figure is wearing a swimsuit, it is wrapped where it should be wrapped, so it is not a strange figure.

Well, probably.

"What are those...?" Su Qing'er stared at a small box by the window, which was a light blue plastic box.

Ask her why she is curious about that box.

Because the box was not closed properly, there were still a few pieces of paper exposed.

She stood up gently, with her hands behind her back, she glanced quietly at Nan Lianxue who was still in the kitchen, and smiled slightly:

She just tidied up the boxes, and didn't have any other ideas. There should be no way to avoid seeing the things in the boxes during the tidying process, right?

However, after all, I am still in the home of my classmates, and I still have to seek other people's opinions on what to do.

"Lianxue, your box is a bit messy, do you need me to tidy it up for you?" Su Qing'er asked softly.

Nan Lianxue poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard the words, and glanced at the box by the window:

"That box... No need, the things in it... are not very important."

Of course, that wasn't the box containing Nan Lianxue's notebook.

It contained only some ordinary line drawings that she occasionally drew by hand.

"Then can I have a look?"

"Well, just watch it if you want, it's okay." Nan Lianxue nodded lightly, and didn't care anymore.

Su Qing'er opened the box and saw stacks of drawing paper tied together with ropes.

Time stamped on it.

The span of time is not large, but it is not small either.

The earliest was two years ago, before Nan Lianxue became what she is now.

In fact, Nan Lianxue herself didn't know whether she was reincarnated or reborn. She only knew that during the month she became a girl, she found that she could actually find traces of her past existence.

These are the paintings.

The traces of her existence can be traced back to the moment when she just started to learn painting.