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"But you only gave me money for two loaves of bread!"

"Oh~ Then I'll supply it to you."

Lin Qingluo nodded happily and threw two pieces of bread money to the other party, but the other party refused to pick it up and let a few coins fall to the ground.

"Baga! Who wants this money from you! Are you looking for trouble!"

"Yes, I'm just looking for trouble, can't I?!"

Lin Qingluo went to school today and was looked at like a monkey all morning. He was annoyed because he could give the other person a good look.

"Now, pick up the money on the ground and go back to the classroom to study. Otherwise, you guys will go to the infirmary and lie down!"

"How can we repair it! Are you looking down on us?"

The student from Class B who had been robbed of bread by Lin Qingluo looked like he was about to rush over and take action, but was stopped by the classmate named Daocheng next to him.

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"Kusube-san, go pick up the money and don't force yourself to buy other people's bread in the future."

"Daocheng-san?!"

"Go!"

"Oh~ good..."

Although I don’t know the reason why the leader gave in, as a member of their small group, the student from Class B who just wanted to fight Lin Qingluo has already obediently picked up the money on the ground.

"..."

Lin Qingluo watched the other party give in and had no intention of chatting. He turned around and walked towards the teaching building. Unexpectedly, the leader named Daocheng suddenly called out to Lin Qingluo.

"Classmate Lin, my name is Daocheng Shinichi, and I want to make friends with you~"

"No interest! I don't care what you do outside of school, but in school, be a good student for me."

Lin Qingluo turned to look at the other person, and suddenly grabbed his right hand to his side. A baseball that was deliberately hit from a distance was held in his hand in a matter of seconds!

呲——!

The high-speed rotating baseball rubbed Lin Qingluo's palm and made a clear sound. Lin Qingluo grasped the baseball with his palm and stopped it instantly.

To an ordinary person, this level of scratching would be like a bloody mess on the palm of his hand, but Lin Qingluo's physique was already twice that of an ordinary person, so this kind of deliberate sneak attack was meaningless to him.

"Of course, you don't have to care about what I say."

Lin Qingluo threw the baseball in his hand, then turned around and made a high throw. The baseball wrapped in horsehide drew a long arc. After a delay of more than a second, it banged A sound hit the face of the person who just hit the ball!

In the distance, noises and exclamations could be heard. Members of the baseball team who were training were running and gathering together to check on the condition of the injured.

As the instigator, Lin Qingluo didn't even pretend to be apologetic. He just left a brief sentence and turned around to leave.

"However, none of you can escape the price of ignoring me."

"..."

Daocheng Shinichi watched Lin Qingluo leave in silence. He had not originally planned to have contact with such a dangerous person.But this morning, his father asked him to pay attention to Lin Qingluo and find an opportunity to make appropriate friends with him.

——But now it seems that this idea was impossible from the beginning.

For Lin Qingluo, college life is a kind of relaxation and adaptation, rather than intrigues and alliances. He has only been in this world for a month and a half and has no specific plans for the future.

五㈤④7○⑦⑤5五

Therefore, Lin Qingluo chose to rest here temporarily, waiting for the fog that came with the morning dew to dissipate.

Back in the classroom, Lin Qingluo finished his lunch peacefully, then yawned loudly and lay down on the table to get ready to sleep. Unexpectedly, the system prompt popped up again.

"Ding~! Urgent mission Ⅱ confirmed this week, [Yinglili, I want to read something good]: In Yinglili's commuting bag, there is a manga manuscript depicting her inner delusions and desires. It is the milky white dream of teenagers , as a professional cartoonist, you must appreciate it and give her a professional evaluation!”』

"It's only Tuesday. Are the tasks this week so urgent?"

Lin Qingluo didn't need to think about it to know that Yinglili must have brought the original manga of the Shibaban fan to school, and it was currently packed in her commute bag.

If some means are used, it is not difficult for Lin Qingluo to see the original manuscript of the comic and comment on it. But the problem is that if Lin Qingluo does this, Yinglili's favorability towards him will definitely collapse!

"Hiss... we can't be reckless, we have to make detours!"

Lin Qingluo covered his head and thought for a while, and came up with a relatively feasible plan. He hurriedly spoke to Yuigahama Yui and asked her to ask for leave from the teacher on his behalf, and ran out of the classroom with his commuting bag.

Long before, Lin Qingluo had thought about the plan to contact Eiri, and finally decided on two breakthroughs: his own painting skills, and his admiration for 'Eiri Kashiwagi'.

First, pretend that he doesn't know that Eri is Kashiwagi Eri, and then go ask her for advice on how to draw comics. When he comes into contact, he will find an opportunity to lick Kashiwagi Eri wildly. On the basis of not letting Eri think that he is a pervert, he will try his best to gain favor.

——For this plan, Lin Qingluo had already bought the fanfics she drew, and now is the time for them to come in handy!

In order to save time, Lin Qingluo even took a taxi home. He selected a few 'high-quality' masterpieces, wrapped them in black plastic bags, and stuffed them into his commuter bag.

After making preparations, Lin Qingluo found that there was still plenty of time, so he wandered back to school, successfully missing only one class.

In the following classes, although Lin Qingluo didn't sleep, he didn't listen to the class either. He wrote and drew on paper, constantly simulating various situations in the future.

Ding dong~~~!

When the school bell rang, Lin Qingluo took a deep breath and stood up from his seat with his commute bag.

"Classmate Qingluo, that..."

Yuigahama Yui obviously wanted to go home with Lin Qingluo, but Lin Qingluo was currently on a mission, so she could only refuse her cruelly, and said she would definitely do it next time!

Tuanzi was indeed a good girl. She did not put any pressure on Lin Qingluo, nor did she ask him what he was going to do. She just cheered for him sincerely.

——Tuanzi, wuwuwu, she is really, I cry to death.

With a little guilt towards Yuigahama Yui, Lin Qingluo came to the door of the art club that he had visited before.

Because of Eiri's existence, the art club of Chisaki Academy is very famous, and boys who want to become members are almost overwhelmed.

——But due to the strict standards of the president Uchimaki Mizuki, there are only a few male members of the art club.

"I'm sorry, we currently have too many members in the art club and there are currently no places to join the club."

The first time Uchimaki Mizuki saw Lin Qingluo, he basically determined his purpose, so he drove him away without mercy.

If he followed the normal process, Lin Qingluo should show off his painting ability at this time, pretend to be a slap in the face, shock the other person, and then beg him to join the art club.

But——Lin Qingluo didn’t want to join the art club.

The homecoming club is really great. Isn’t it unhealthy to participate in some club activities every day?

"No, President Uchimaki, you misunderstood! I'm not here to join you - I'm here to challenge you!"

"what?!"

Uchimaki Ruixi looked at Lin Qingluo's pretentious attitude and couldn't help but rolled his eyes irritably. It wasn't the first time someone like Lin Qingluo appeared, but every time he made people feel so stupid.

"Hey~ How about it, don't you dare? If you don't dare, forget it~"

Lin Qingluo immediately started to get angry. Uchimaki Ruixi was so angry that she gritted her teeth and accepted Lin Qingluo's challenge.

Kacha~!

At this moment, Yinglili just walked into the department room carrying her commuting bag. She was about to tell the president to take a day off and go home quickly today.Lin Qingluo in the room just slapped his hands and decided on the content of the competition between him and Uchimaki Mizuki.

"Let's compete in drawing Sawamura-san! The final result will be judged by Sawamura-san, how about it?"

"it is good!"

Uchimaki Ruixi was furious and decided to teach Lin Qingluo a lesson.Although Yinglili didn't know what happened, seeing the president's excitement, she swallowed all her words of rejection.

As for why Lin Qingluo appeared here and made Uchimaki Mizuki so angry, Eirili was actually a little curious, but the current situation did not allow her to say anything.

As a result, Yinglili could only sit pitifully on the chair, and was forced to become the model and referee of the painting victory...

At this point, the first part of Lin Qingluo's plan was declared a perfect success.And his next code of action shows one word throughout the article - drag!

It was also a sketch. Uchimaki Mizuki ended the battle in half an hour, but Lin Qingluo had just drawn the approximate figure of Eiri in half an hour.

However, Uchimaki Mizuki did not mock Lin Qingluo for his slow painting, because when she saw Lin Qingluo's paintings and brushstrokes, she instantly understood the gap between the two.

——That is not a simple difference in technique, but represents an insurmountable talent gap that cannot be touched even if a person practices hard all his life.

In Lin Qingluo's pen, Ying Lili was not simply drawn, but her appearance and temperament were vividly depicted.

Lin Qingluo painted very slowly, and sometimes he would even stop painting and look at Ying Lili blankly, and would only start painting again after a long time.But no one in the art room dared to speak out to urge him. They all stood quietly and watched, not daring to make a sound.

It wasn't until the school bell rang again that Uchimaki Mizuki suddenly woke up. She looked at the dim sky outside, turned on the lights in the club room, and then drove all the club members away...

Because of sitting quietly for a long time, and also because of the fatigue of rushing out the manuscript last night, Yinglili fell asleep at some point. Her arms were pressed on the back of the chair, her cheeks were buried in the arms, her expression was peaceful and beautiful.

Under the cold light, the girl's long golden hair hangs down, and her black pantyhose glow with a hazy light, revealing a hazy and quiet beauty...

At this time, Lin Qingluo still did not stop writing, because he had already pulled off the previous semi-finished product when Ying Lili fell asleep.Compared with the previous deliberate poses, Eirili at this moment gave him the urge to describe this moment.

It was a yearning for the thing he loved. He wanted to keep this moment forever. Even ten or twenty years later, as long as he took a look at it, he would be reminded of his lingering thoughts at this time.

"..."

Uchimaki Mizuki watched this scene quietly. She was almost certain that Lin Qingluo came here because of Yinglili. To put it more bluntly, he liked Yinglili.

Because when you like someone, the emotions between your eyebrows and eyes are different.

If it were normal, Uchimaki Ruixi would definitely wake up Yinglili and drive Lin Qingluo away.

But at this moment, what Lin Qingluo painted on the paper was no longer the visual light and shadow in the eyes of ordinary students like them, but a painting that could truly be called 'humanistic art'.

So, Uchimaki Mizuki chose to quietly exit the room. She explained to the patrolling security guards and left the school in despair.

Being able to become the president of the art club, Uchimaki Mizuki is somewhat confident in his painting skills.

But just today, her pride was completely shattered by a peer.Because that's not just a high mountain, but a gap that you can't reach no matter how hard you try.

——It’s like you do it for 15 minutes at a time, but someone does it for an hour at a time, seven times a night.It's not that you can't do it, it's that the other person is too perverted.

Of course, at this moment, Eri, who woke up from her sleep, had the same idea as Uchimaki Mizuki.She looked at Lin Qingluo in horror, holding down the hem of her skirt with one hand and covering her chest with the other.

"Help - there is a pervert!!!"

Chapter 78: Unnoticed Death Crisis

Yinglili, who was sleeping soundly, moved her body unconsciously because her position was not very comfortable.As a result, the chair she was lying on suddenly tilted forward, and her whole body almost fell straight to the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Qingluo noticed the danger of the girl. He rushed forward in a hurry and cushioned Ying Lili's body in a matter of seconds, preventing her cheek from falling to the ground.

And our arrogant blonde lady suddenly woke up from her sleep and had no idea what happened.However, as a fan artist who is forbidden to humiliate others, Yinglili's thinking logic is obviously different from ordinary people.

In the brief silence, Ying Lili lay on Lin Qingluo, looking at his concerned expression, her mind instantly connected with the plot she had described, and she got up in horror and shrank back desperately.

Then... there was the girl's piercing cry.

"Stop, stop, stop! Stop shouting for help! I'm not a pervert!"

Lin Qingluo got up from the ground in disgrace, patting his clothes depressedly.Yinglili on the other side blinked, and normal people's thinking logic once again occupied the high ground.

"Uh... where are the president and the others?"

"gone."

Lin Qingluo sniffed and sat back on the chair. He picked up the broken pencil on the ground, sharpened it with a knife, and began to finish his sketch.

"Um...I'm sorry~"

Ying Lili also realized at this time that she might have misunderstood. She pouted her lips unhappily and leaned closer to Lin Qingluo, intending to see what his painting looked like.

Then, the blond girl, who thought her painting ability was far superior to her peers, opened her eyes in disbelief.

"This...is this what you drew?"

"Otherwise~"

Lin Qingluo threw a hygienic glance at Ying Lili and continued to finish the work.Ying Lili's expression was extremely serious at this time. She dragged the chair next to her and quietly watched Lin Qingluo finish the painting.

"How long have you... studied art?"

"How long? Ten years~"

Of course Lin Qingluo couldn't say that I had systematic initiation and that in a few minutes it would take others decades to complete the journey, so his answer was very conservative.

"I started studying in Shushan when I was six years old, and it wasn't until this year that I reluctantly graduated."

"Shushan? Is it the art school on the other side of China?"

"Uh... It's a comprehensive school. You can learn everything."

Lin Qingluo finally completed the finishing touches at this time. He looked at the peaceful and beautiful Ying Lili in the painting and smiled unconsciously.