In the dead of night in the mountains.

A chilly wind blew the dead branches of the trees.

"Ah... ah..."

A few crows stood on the tombstone and made hoarse calls, which made people feel desolate and disgusting.

A few figures were digging repeatedly holding tools in the dark, and they made crisp and clear sounds from time to time.

Wu Xi was sweating profusely, dropped the shovel and sat on the ground to complain: "Boss, we've been digging all day..."

"Really, I thought I could take a good rest when I came back from the Red Sun Country, so why did I dig the grave right after I got back?"

With a tired look on his face, Chu Tian took the shovel and violently dug it down, wiping the sweat from his forehead: "I've said it all, I have my purpose."

"I don't want to wait any longer, everyone, work hard and dig. Today, I have to dig three feet to find my heart!"

Looking at the mighty Chutian, Wu Xi lay directly on the ground, covering his eyes with his arms: "I can't do it anymore, you guys dig slowly."

"It's better to go to Continent F, at least there is no need to dig graves every day."

Sun Fei who was at the side muttered in a low voice: "This kid is rebellious. He just hasn't seen the leader for a few years, and he dares not listen to the leader."

"Boss, I found it! I found my heart!"

Hearing the shouting in the distance, Chu Tian excitedly ran over.

"Right here, look."

Looking in the direction his subordinate pointed, Chu Tian saw a skeleton lying in the wooden coffin.

Although the corpse had already turned into a skeleton, there was an undamaged heart on the chest.

Seeing the heart, Chu Tian burst into tears of excitement.

"Okay! That's it, I'm one step closer to success."

"I'm going to find a quiet place to stay by myself for a few days. You guys rest here and wait for me to come back. During my absence, everyone listens to Wu Xi."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Xi who was lying on the ground revived in an instant, sat up and shouted: "Yes! The leader can rest at ease and leave the rest to me!"

...

Zhu Mo came to Nanjiang University after a long absence.

If it wasn't because he was so handsome and impressive at first glance, everyone in the same class probably forgot that there was such a character as Zhu Mo.

Chen Xintong looked at Zhu Mo with complicated eyes, sighed and continued to focus on the drawing board.

As everyone knows, he forgot to rinse off the soot-blue paint on the pen, and plunged into the freshly squeezed white paint.

Chen Xintong was so angry that he threw the fan-shaped pen into the brush holder.

Covering his face in pain: "Chen Xintong, what's the matter with you. That man is absent-minded when he comes to class..."

Yan Yi, who was sitting beside her, turned her head, looked at the works on her drawing board with frowning, and said in a master's tone:

"The shape is inaccurate, the tone is so scary, and the color is so gray...Didn't the professor say to paint in warm colors? Why are your paintings gray and cold?"

"Xin Tong~ Please work hard. If you can't draw well, you can copy mine."

It was the first time that Chen Xintong's painting was worse than her own. Of course, Yan Yi wanted to seize this opportunity and humiliate her.

The villain turned his drawing board to Chen Xintong triumphantly: "Look, my drawing is great, right?"

"Oh, I don't know!"

Pushing away Yan Yi's drawing board, Chen Xintong lay on her knees, feeling inexplicably sullen.

"Really, if you don't read it, don't read it? Why are you so rude to my work? I really convinced you!"

Yan Yi gently turned back the masterpiece she had drawn, and kept thinking about it, such as the popular Internet slang, I will really thank you, and so on.

"Okay, that's all for today's class. If you haven't finished it, you must finish it before the next class."

The professor couldn't wait to leave the classroom with the computer under his arm.

As soon as get out of class was over, a beautiful and graceful figure came in from outside the door.

Her appearance attracted countless eyes.

Whether it is a person who enjoys the creative process a lot, or a person who is full of inspiration, they put down the paintbrush in their hands at this moment.

Staring closely at the beauty that seems to be incomparable to any artwork.

Yan Yi also felt the sudden silence in the classroom, and raised her head in doubt.

Women in skinny jeans and crop tops come into view.

The white neck is exposed, and the delicate face makes people unable to take their eyes off.

"Ah? It's this woman again, I'm so annoying!"

Yan Yi elbowed Chen Xintong beside her, causing Chen Xintong to raise her head and stare at her angrily.

Pointing at the woman, Yan Yi's face was full of helplessness.

Chen Xintong looked up, his already angry face became even more angry at this moment, biting his cherry lips: "It's this woman again."

The nails were almost digging into the flesh, Chen Xintong's heart was full of resentment.

Han Ningchu walked behind Zhu Mo, covered Zhu Mo's eyes with his hands, and squeezed his throat deliberately: "Guess who I am?"

The pencil in Zhu Mo's hand stopped, and said coldly impatiently: "Go away, don't disturb my creation."

"Eh?"

Today I deliberately changed the perfume, but I didn't expect that Zhu Mo really didn't recognize himself.

Han Ningchu let go of his hands, and put his chin on Zhu Mo's shoulder: "Student, I miss you. Let me stay with you for a while before you let me go away?"

As he spoke, he put his hand on Zhu Mo's chest, and lifted Zhu Mo's chin with one hand so that he could see his face clearly.

"Ah... sorry, senior, I didn't expect it to be you."

Zhu Mo tightly grasped Han Ningchu's hands on his chest in embarrassment.

Seeing the two of them getting bored there, everyone in the class felt their teeth itch, but no one dared to disturb them.

Yan Yi, who was sitting next to Chen Xintong, clasped her hands on her chest and sneered, and said to Chen Xintong: "From this point of view, your loss is not unjust."

"What do you mean? I didn't lose. Don't say such funny things, okay?" Chen Xintong glared at Yan Yi and retorted angrily.

"Just pretend, anything can escape my Yan Yi's eyes."

Then she got closer to Chen Xintong, and whispered softly in her ear: "Look at Han Ningchu, who is a royal sister, so she can catch a man's heart without saying anything..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Yan Yi rolled her eyes, and continued: "If you were scolded by Zhu Mo, how would you react?"

Seeing Chen Xintong thinking, Yan Yi immediately gave the answer: "You will definitely get angry with a straight face and shout: What? You dare to let me go, remember what you said..."

I imitated Chen Xintong's tone vividly: "But Han Ningchu didn't, look at other men except Zhu Mo, they treat every man with cold eyes."

"Only in front of Zhu Mo, Xiao Niao Yiren is so considerate. If you were a man, would you choose yourself or Han Ningchu?"

After listening to Yan Yi's analysis, Chen Xintong had a new idea in his heart.

That's right!

In the final analysis, it was because of Han Ningchu's hot figure and charming appearance that he was able to fascinate Zhu Mo.

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