Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The black number on a white background fluttered on the colorful knight's uniform, and was then knocked back by the rain, sticking tightly to the rider's back.

Under the gloomy sky, the mountains are like continuous shadows.

Surrounded by shadows, giant umbrellas in the audience seats bloomed like a sea of ​​flowers, water splashed on the umbrellas, but the crackling sound could not suppress the cheers and screams in the air.

Mixed in there are the excited commentaries of internet celebrities during live broadcasts, as well as the deafening shouts of wealthy children holding up loudspeakers.

The noise of people, mixed with the rain and horse hooves, echoed like a tsunami in the embrace of the mountains.

The people around me were talking.

There is so much commotion and noise.

But these sounds were blurred in Ye Kong's ears.

Along with the sound, the crowd, the land, the sky, and the trees also blurred...

Everything gradually turned into blocks of color in her eyes, but those blocks of color were constantly twisting, dancing, and expanding.

It was as if it was going to drill into her brain through her pupils and squeeze her brain until it exploded.

The blood began to flow faster, and she felt her body temperature rising silently, followed by a familiar, slight, itchy pain spreading through her nerves.

Ye Kong's fingers twitched slightly.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw a sharp stone under the table that was perfect for drawing.

But she didn't move.

As if she was resisting the involuntary impulse and pain, she sat there motionless.

Even though everything in front of her had automatically transformed into a screaming, hideous painting that wanted to rush into her painting, she still did not move, and even her breathing did not change.

Until Xu Yang turned his head inadvertently, suddenly looked at her for two seconds, and then without warning put his hand on her forehead.

Snapped--

Ye Kong reacted violently by shaking off her hand, and the sound was so loud that the other people even stopped talking and turned to look at her.

Xu Yang was also stunned for a moment.

Tu Wan frowned slightly, and calmly pulled Xu Yang's red hand over to check it. An unpleasant aura automatically emanated from her.

But Xu Yang didn't care about his red hands, and just said to Ye Kong: "Do you have a fever? Why do you seem a little hot?"

Ye Kong: ...

Ignoring Lin Xinzhou's eager look to test her temperature, Ye Kong looked down at his hands, gently grasped them, then suddenly turned around and looked at Li Yin not far behind him.

Li Yin was originally looking at his phone absentmindedly, but he noticed after being stared at for three seconds.

But he seemed to feel nothing and didn't even look up.

Ye Kong did not avert his gaze, but just looked at him coldly and straightly.

One minute later...

Li Yin: ...

Li Yin turned off his phone, took a deep breath, raised his head, and met Ye Kong's gaze fiercely.

Ye Kong raised his hand indifferently and gave him a hook.

Li Yin: ...

At Ms. Zhang's urging, Master Li came over with an unhappy look on his face: "What for?"

"Go find me a pen and a notebook."

Li Yin frowned at the inexplicable request: "You want me to find a pen and notebook for you at this time? Are you sick?"

"Yes, if you don't find it for me, I will get sick."

Ye Kong leaned back in his chair without even turning his head, his tone strangely numb.

Li Yin: ...

Lin Xinzhou suddenly glanced at Ye Kong with a sense of realization.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the conversation she had with Qu Wu at some point in time.

The reason seemed to be that she said she envied Ye Kong's talent in music and wanted to spend a day with her brain under her.

But this statement was met with sneer from Qu Wu.

"Really? Then I guess you'll die before you reach adulthood."

"What do you mean?"

"Ye Shiyi, when he was a teenager, he didn't eat or drink for two days because of excessive inspiration. In the end, he almost broke his hand with a stone because he couldn't control himself."

"..."

"Can you imagine? It's like an incurable terminal illness that can't be suppressed by one's own thoughts and willpower. The more you ignore it, the more it flares up, and then you become a monster in people's eyes."

……

Lin Xinzhou's eyes were focused on the girl's indifferent silhouette.

Her expression was calm, even cold, and there was no sign of any emotion.

But just in case, Lin Xinzhou quickly pushed Li Yin who was standing still: "You went when I told you to go, how can you be so shameless?"

Li Yin: ...

The young man looked like he was about to hit someone.

But since Ms. Zhang was looking at this side with concern not far away, he took a deep breath and turned away.

Lin Xinzhou cautiously stepped aside, as if afraid that Ye Kong would go crazy and punch him to death, but he got a strange look from Ye Kong.

·

It rained heavily.

Not long after Li Yin found paper and pen for Ye Kong, someone on the field actually fell off his horse.

Many people stood up and exclaimed, while others cheered and shouted even more excitedly.

The shouts of the upper-class children continued through the loudspeaker.

In this huge clamor where it was so noisy that one could not hear anyone talking, Ye Kong never raised his head since he started writing.

She looked indifferent, unconcerned about everything, only her pen kept moving on the paper.

The atmosphere also calmed down the people around him.

The injured knight was carried away on a stretcher by the doctor, but the horse race continued.

Many people in the audience were rolling dice and shouting their lungs out over the wins and losses in the casino.

However, Zhou Song and the others couldn't help but start to pay attention to Ye Kong's paintings.

At first it was just a casual glance, but as time went on, the glances became more and more frequent.

Until a new group of people came to the racetrack to continue the competition, until there were more and more fruit peels in the audience seats, until the losing guest kicked over the table and the winner smashed the wine bottle.

The expensive wine flowed down the auditorium onto the ground, seeping into the soil along with the rain, and then emitting an intoxicating aroma.

Until the huge light above my head suddenly lit up.

Ye Kong stopped writing.

Tu Wan stared at the painting without even looking up and said, "Sell it to me. Any price is fine."

Ye Kong shook his wrist, glanced up at her, and then looked at the painting in his hand.

Just like throwing away garbage, she threw the whole notebook to Tu Wan: "This is for you."

Tu Wan: ...

Everyone:…

"Send it to me!"

Zhou Song rushed forward and tried to snatch it, but Tu Wan quickly caught it in his arms.

But she didn't bother to mock Zhou Song. She just looked at Ye Kong with a deep gaze: "It's really strange. I am getting more and more confused about your purpose of coming to Yuzhou."

"What do you mean?" Lin Xinzhou asked.

Xu Yang withdrew his gaze from the painting and said, "I don't understand either."

"So what does that mean?" Lin Xinzhou asked again.

But she didn't get an answer after all.

Ye Kong also remained silent.