Chapter 189 Withdrawal

Hearing those words, in a room, not only Lin Youyou himself, but also other people in the room looked at the heroine with different faces.

Now Lin Youyou is not as innocent and unscrupulous as before. After all kinds of training, in this case, there is still time to peek at everyone's look at it to make some judgments.

Looking around, except for the heroine herself, all the faces in the room were full of different expressions, even her boyfriend Zhao Zhuo and Zhang Wei's child were the same. Therefore, Lin Youyou temporarily came to the conclusion that it seemed that these two brothers should be unknowing.

Then, he put his eyes back on the protagonist.

The protagonist? Of course, you should pay more attention to it.

Lin Youyou didn't answer. Xu Lanlan, who was the easiest to blow up in the room, really exploded. Her body, which was originally supported on the table, suddenly became straight and straight. She stared at the girl and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

This fire is like a dynamite.

The protagonist smiled coldly and looked up at Xu Lanlan, who was sitting on the chair: "I didn't say you, and you don't have that condition."

Xu Lanlan's face turned red. She is used to quarreling straight. When her brain is a little unable to reflect for a while, she has to hold it secretly for a while, or just do it directly.

Zhang Wei was stunned. Why didn't he know what hatred this elder sister had with Lin Youyou? He hurriedly said, "Oh, sister-in-law, this... it's all from the same department... You have to save some face for Zhao Zhuo, right?"

"Face?" The girl looked at Zhang Wei and said, "You don't know what it is like now. If anyone is with her, they will have to be involved. Our dormitory are all good girls. Several of them haven't even had boyfriends. If you hear that she is here, who will come?

"Who uses you to come!" Xu Lanlan finally stood up from the table.

In the past, Xu Lanlan's force value was not described in detail, but it was simply described in one word, that is, strong hands. Although this girl is not good-looking and speaks a little awkwardly, she is not too stingy, and easily makes people ignore the violence factor in her essence.

I grew up in their area and went to the ground with my parents. There are brothers and sisters. It's normal to adjust their feelings occasionally.

At this moment, when I was angry, my hand patted on the table, and with a "pop", I actually patted the table with a crack... Well, I patted it a little...

The whole room looked at each other again and subconsciously swallowed saliva. There was a crack on the table. Everyone knows that it may have been patted away... How strong is this girl?!

The girl was also shocked, and her face suddenly turned white. She made a mistake behind her boyfriend, and then insisted and said, "Cut, you can't even draw a poster without me!"

"Who said it can't be painted?" Chen Ai, who was sitting aside, suddenly said coldly. He stood up and picked up the brush that had been ready to be on one side without saying a word - everything to make posters in the activity room was ready. It was made by Zhao Zhuo and Zhang Wei in advance, so that the heroine could shine and shock everyone as soon as she arrived.

She didn't get any other paints. She squeezed the brown water pink into the palette, took the water to open it, occupied the brush and hit the bottom.

Without a few strokes, he drew the general outline on one side of the sample, and then dropped the pen and sat back.

Before everyone came to his senses, Chu Xinhan, who had been talking much in the department, also stood up, took a brush placed on the side, and wrote the words "Recruitment by the Psychic Research Department" on the paper.

That painting, because it has not been completely finished, can only be roughly seen, but this kind of gouache painting needs to be drawn up layer by layer, just like painting an oil painting. Although those strokes are only drafts, there is absolutely no problem with the frame.

Speaking about those words, the protagonist admits that he absolutely can't write it...

She is just an art student. It's okay to write a few art style characters, but what Chu Xinhan has received is a full range of systematic education. Calligraphy is definitely not as good as a real calligrapher. How can she be worse than her, who is not even a half-way monk?

His face was blue and white, but he was not the heroine's classmate, but Zhao Zhuo.

"Why do you still let me call people?! What did you do just now?!" What he was angry about was this. The plan he had set was that he thought that no one in the department could do it, so he wanted to raise his face and make everyone feel that he had a lot of face and knew a lot of people. I admire him. If he had known someone in the department, he would have thought of another way! I won't call people here now, and I won't lose such a big face!

Chen Ai raised his head and looked at him coldly: "Just now, when Youyou finished speaking, Zhang Wei was in a hurry to ask your concub to come over. Why don't you first ask if there is anyone in the department who can draw and write?"

The two of them have learned this. Lin Youyou and Xu Lanlan don't know, but they don't think about it. Most of them have one in the family now. Which parent doesn't want to cultivate their children to be a perfect "perfect person" from all aspects? Are there still fewer in this class and that class since childhood? Those who have learned painting and calligraphy, don't go far away, just say that in Yanjing, which child doesn't sign up for a few specialty interest classes or something when they go to school?

Even Lin Youyou, whose parents died a few years ago, took some art classes when she was in primary school. She just asked, just because she heard the boys say no, she wanted to ask her classmates to figure it out together. She didn't say anything yet, okay?

Zhao Zhuo opened his mouth and looked at the four girls dumbly. Yes, he didn't ask, because he felt that he had never heard of it... So everyone should not come... In addition, he took it for granted that he would take part in the activities of other clubs in the school, or draw a blackboard newspaper in the class?

But I don't think about it. Not everyone who has studied really likes these. When I was a child, it's okay to be forced by my parents to learn. Why didn't you find a club that you like to participate in? And can't you do it if you don't have time and are too lazy to go?

If others haven't said it, they must not know it. What's the reason?

Lin Youyou looked at Zhao Zhuo with a dull face, the heroine with a white face, and Zhang Wei, who was still dumbfounded. She couldn't help shaking her head, laughed for a moment, and stood up: "I'm leaving." After saying that, he walked to the gate.

My aunt is so busy that she is about to hit the back of her head and insists on joining this club. It's not because she has joined since she was a first-year college, and she still has a certain feeling for it. Now that the old leader has left, the new leader is obviously not in a good tune. In addition, he wants to have an obvious brain problem with the "old people". Who is still here to play the leadership game to help you find a sense of existence?

Lin Youyou just wanted to give them something like "unlucky", but now the situation in the underworld is unknown. She may never have a chance to use these originally inconspicuous prank gadgets in the future. This thing belongs to the situation of using one less. She wants to save, even if she wants to think about it? It can't be used in this kind of brain that is obviously blown crooked by the wind.

"Go away, what's the point of staying in such a shabby place?" Xu Lanlan stood up suddenly. Because the young lady cracked a table just now, when she stood up, the people around her obviously took a small step back.

Chu Xinhan and Chen Ai also stood up. Xu Lanlan took two steps and suddenly found that the two people who had just stood up with him did not follow him. She couldn't help turning around in surprise...

"Hahahahaha... I'm laughing to death." Xu Lanlan's whole body was about to crack with her stomach in her arms.

Lin Youyou looked at her helplessly: "What's the matter?"

Xu Lanlan raised her finger to Chen Ai and Chu Xinhan: "She...the two of them... I... As soon as I turned around... I saw them blacken all the paper they had just written and painted!"

Lin Youyou looked at the two people in surprise.

Chen Ai nodded calmly: "Well, although my painting is worthless, I don't have to leave it to them. In case that woman continues to draw on it, it will make me sick."

Chu Xinhan also nodded: "My words are not written to them."

These two are awesome enough. Compared with their own words, Xu Lanlan cracked a table. The two of them... are not very careful.

"I think Xu Hao is also brain twitching. Why did he give the research department such a person who can see other than his face? Did you ask his girlfriend to come over? Bah!"

Xu Lanlan complained over there, and Lin Youyou frowned: "My reputation is so bad?"

When Chen Ai heard her words, he glanced at her and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Ha?" Lin Youyou's eyes widened. What does it have nothing to do with him? Didn't you say what your girl just said to the wall?

Chen Ai still looked calm: "Zhao Zhuo's girlfriend knows that Zhao Zhuo liked you. I heard that she has always had a problem with Zhao Zhuo staying in our department. This time, I guess she is playing on the topic for fear that Zhao Zhuo will be robbed by you."

Lin Youyou trembling, and he was injured by mistake? I thought that my reputation had become unknown in school, and I was still a little worried in my heart. Now I know that it turned out to be an unruly jealous jar, so I was inexplicably splashed with vinegar.

I have no place to talk about this kind of thing.

"I think that girl has something wrong with her brain." Xu Lanlan snorted twice in her nose, "This broken part, retreats and retreats. None of the boys in it really liked supernatural events. They all went to find more ghost stories to pick up girls. If I have time to participate in this activity, I would rather spend more time working to earn pocket money.