Are you crazy?Gao Leng's school belle blocked the male dormitory to give milk tea?

Thinking of this, Duan Jia picked up the phone and sent a message to Xiao Nairou.

"What is your girlfriend doing?"

Has always been a little Nairou: "I'm looking at the latest work posted by my boyfriend."

Duan Jia Xiaodao, how do you say something?

Being in love can make people feel happy.

This is how Duan Jia feels now. Before meeting Xiao Nairou, Duan Jia's life was boring, but when Xiao Nairou came to his side, Duan Jia experienced unprecedented happiness.

"Speaking of it, there is a strange thing. The school girl even read my work by chance, and even posted it on Moments."

"Really, it seems that the school belle of your school cares about you very much."

Duan Jia looked at the phone screen and felt a strong jealousy.

"The school belle didn't know that was me." He said.

"Maybe she paid attention to you because of you."

After seeing this sentence, the doubts in Duan Jia's heart became deeper and deeper, and then he dispelled the thought in his heart.

Absolutely impossible, it is impossible for Xiaohua to know that she has registered an account.

He must be thinking too much.

Jian Shurou looked at the phone screen meaningfully.

I have repeatedly hinted so clearly, how could this elm-headed man not think of it?
Could it be that I used the wrong way?
"Sisters, my circle of friends reposted another video, please help repost it." Jian Shurou said to her roommate.

"Why is it this person again, Shurou?"

"I remember you don't usually hate this kind of literary youth the most?"

Jian Shurou was very excited after hearing this, and immediately retorted: "Can he be the same as others?"

The three of them were at a loss when they heard these words, why is it different?

They didn't forget that the school grassroots of the Academy of Fine Arts worked hard to pursue Jane's beauty, and made a half-hour-long collection of works, and happily sent it to Jian Shurou. Since I was three years old, I vowed never to be with people who engage in art, because I think they are too pretentious.

The grassroots of the Academy of Fine Arts was shocked when he heard about it. He heard that he didn't go out to class for a week.

"The one from the Academy of Fine Arts..." Jiang Fang said.

Jian Shurou immediately interrupted: "Is it different? How can such a master compare with that unprofessional person?"

Isn't the school belle joking?

Who could be more professional than an art major?
It turns out that the school belle is so foolish when she chases after the stars.

Everyone sighed, okay, since the beauty Jane has spoken, there is no reason for them not to forward it.

A leisurely day passes very quickly, and the day of military training students is about to begin again.

Duan Jia frowned, military training is simply too time-consuming, like this one will not know how many pictures he can draw.

It seemed he had to figure out a way.

As Duan Jia was thinking about it, he heard the people around him discussing something.

"Have you heard that there is a man in the next class who broke his leg because of a fall, and the school doctor issued a certificate for him, and he will not come to military training from today on."

"Damn, it's so cool!"

"A lot of people don't go to military training because of illness."

"What are you talking about? His leg is broken."

"Then I'd rather fall off the stairs now."

You don't need to be so hard on yourself, brother.

But this is really a good way, of course, he can't hurt his body in order not to go to military training.

He has already figured out what to do!

Taking advantage of the rest time, Duan Jia secretly ran back to the dormitory and took out his mobile phone.

He has been in poor health since he was a child, and his physique is much worse than ordinary people, and he always faints at every turn.

His parents took him to the hospital for an examination and found out that he had hypoglycemia.

Although it is not as serious as before, but if you sell yourself badly, plus the hospital's certificate, I am afraid there will be no problem.

After a while, Duan Jia received a photo of the hospital certificate from his parents.

He rushed to the school hospital without stopping.

After 10 minutes.

He came out.

Duan Jia didn't expect it to go so smoothly!

The exemption from military training is easy to get.

Now I don't have to be restricted by military training at all, and I can go in and out of the school at any time to buy the equipment needed for painting.

Without the slightest hesitation, Duan Jia changed into a military training uniform and left the school.

"welcome."

A sweet voice sounded.

Xia Xingying looked up and saw Duan Jia standing at the door.

The smile on his face immediately turned into surprise.

"Master! Why are you here!" She immediately went up to meet her.

"Why are you still here?" Duan Jia asked.

It stands to reason that it should be the time for class now, but Duan Jia found that this girl did not have the distress of contemporary college students at all, and stayed in the painting and calligraphy shop every day.

Xia Xingying explained: "The Academy of Fine Arts has few classes, so I basically work part-time here five days a week."

Duan Jia originally wondered if she was short of money, but on second thought, it would be too impolite to ask like this.

He said again: "Let me choose some paints, you can go about your work."

"That can't be done, the master is our vvvip guest, he should be entertained by himself."

Whatever she said, she had to follow Duan Jia's ass.

Since adding Duan Jia's WeChat, she would often ask this boy some questions about painting.

And the boy in front of him who seems to be younger than himself can answer them one by one.

It's so awesome!
She has never admired a boy so much!

Duan Jia nodded indifferently, since he wouldn't stay here too much anyway.

Duan Jia picks and chooses carefully, carefully choosing the brush that suits him, while Xia Xingying behind him chatters endlessly.

"Master, you study so boring every day, how can you still have time to draw?"

"Master, have you shown talents that are different from ordinary people since you were young?"

"Master, have you seen an account called illustrator these days? It's still from your school, do you know this person?"

Duan Jia's movements paused, he stopped and turned around and asked, "Illustrator?"

"That's right, our classmates often watch his videos recently, and they are very popular." Xia Xingying introduced enthusiastically.

Has my own video been sent to the Academy of Fine Arts?
Seeing that Duan Jia was silent, Xia Xingying said again: "But I think the master's paintings must be ten thousand times better than his!"

The corners of Duan Jia's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this, does this girl know what she is talking about?

Xia Xingying thought that Duan Jia was angry, and immediately answered: "If you create an account, it will definitely become popular overnight! I swear!"

I don't know if this girl is really stupid or not. Duan Jia can't wait to see how she will react when she finds out that the illustrator is her.

"Is that so? I would like to lend you a good word." Duan Jia said lightly and left.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Duan Jia opened the account as usual after eating.