[Tomb Raiders Notes] Otaku Strange Records

Dude, I didn't expect that he would be the best skipper among the six people in the dormitory.

But Zhang Qiling's skipping class didn't mean wandering around outside, he would stay in the dormitory almost all the time and play games.Wu Xie also found that there seemed to be more and more game CDs on Zhang Qiling's desk. He really didn't know when Zhang Qiling went to buy them.In short, if you look at his computer screen occasionally, you will find that he plays a variety of games, some are Western-style games, and there are also ancient Chinese-style games, with cute characters and realistic ones.

Sometimes Wu Xie would feel that Zhang Qiling would come to be a student just to get a diploma, but he was actually working for a game company, full-time to understand the nature of the game, and then write a few reports to the company. Just live the life of playing games.As for school or something, it's not the point at all.

However, Zhang Qiling would still go to class occasionally, which made Wu Xie not quite understand what his class attendance criteria were. After a few weeks of research, he would definitely go to class except for the common class early in the morning on Monday. His classes are less certain, almost not fixed, and it feels like he can take whatever class he likes.

"That guy..." Wu Xie lay on the bed and looked at Zhang Qiling's desk, the computer was not turned off, and the light was still on, "Is it really possible to level up after playing like this?"

After a few tuts, Wu Xie turned half a circle and fell back on the bed. He fell asleep for almost an hour just now, and his sleepiness was basically gone, but he didn't know what to do for a while, so he just lay on the bed in a daze.In the afternoon class, the teacher had a holiday just because he had something to do, which made him flustered with idleness.

After lying down for a few more minutes, Wu Xie just couldn't lie down, so Wu Xie got up from the bed and planned to pass the time by browsing the web.A while ago, because of his boring relationship all day long, Zhang Qiling threw him a game CD. Although it was a bit difficult and he was not very familiar with the game, it felt quite interesting.Thinking of this suddenly, Wu Xie suddenly had the idea of ​​passing that game.

However, after walking a few steps, he saw a few pieces of paper lying near the desk with black glasses.

Wu Xie was thinking about whose belongings had fallen on the floor, and walked over to pick them up. He originally wanted to see whose belongings it was and then put it back on whose desk, but when he saw the contents above, he felt his head twitch. It was like a slap in the face, the shock he couldn't describe what was going on.

Two names appeared on those A[-] sheets, one was his and the other was Zhang Qiling.In the corner of the paper, I drew two graffiti portraits that look a lot like the two of them. They are in a cute style, but no matter the hairstyle or facial features, Wu Xie has a way to take a look at them. I recognized that it was a painting of him and Zhang Qiling.

It was a handwritten novel.

The content of the novel is not so simple... At first, Wu Xie was surprised that someone used his and Zhang Qiling's names to write an article, and he started to read it out of curiosity, just reading, as the plot surpassed his With the development of imagination, his face became more and more ugly.

There was nothing to say at the beginning of the article, until Wu Xie read the second piece of paper, he felt that he had stepped into another world, and he wanted to ask why such a thing appeared in their dormitory, this, it was written... he The article about doing that kind of thing with Zhang Qiling... and he was still under pressure, what is going on?

Wu Xie's face turned from white to red and then to white, and even his palms began to sweat.

Immediately, Wu Xie noticed something was wrong, that is, the handwriting did not look like that of someone in their dormitory.Basically, Wu Xie knows what everyone in the dormitory looks like. It looks like a girl's handwriting, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone in their dormitory to write it... Then he has more a doubt.

Why did the article written by this girl appear here, and why did it write about him doing that kind of thing with Zhang Qiling, and why he was suppressed below... Damn, that's not the point!Wu Xie took a deep breath and didn't dare to continue reading. When he first saw a kiss in front of him, he felt that he was shocked. After watching what happened to each other, he yelled like like a bitch...

Seeing this, Wu Xie even regretted his bowels.

But he still didn't know whose belonging it was.

Gritting his teeth and swallowing his saliva, Wu Xie forced himself to turn to the next page and glanced at it. He didn't dare to pay attention to any words that seemed to be the content of the novel, and finally saw it on the sixth A[-] paper. few lines.

──Blind man, I leave it to you to draw the storyboard.

What is a storyboard?Wu Xie frowned, feeling that the word was a little familiar, and couldn't remember where he had heard it before, but he was sure that it was made of black glasses.

Glancing at the desk with black glasses, the desk is a bit messy, things are just piled up casually, and there are several books related to art and a few folders on the bookshelf above the desk.However, there was a notebook that particularly attracted Wu Xie's attention. He remembered that it was the black glasses that would draw and paint on it from time to time. He never studied what he was drawing.

A thought came to my mind, it was a thought, I told myself for no reason that I wanted to know the truth of everything, maybe I could get the answer by flipping through that notebook.Then another voice told me that as a human being, one should not spy on other people's private items, that is very immoral.

The angel and the devil in Wu Xie's heart are engaged in a tug-of-war. The devil's representative Fang yells that someone has written something like that with himself and Zhang Qiling, why can't he seek the truth?Is it possible that someone who wrote this kind of article without authorization is moral?The eloquent devil Fang overwhelmed the kindness in Wu Xie's heart. He took a deep breath, and after making enough mental preparations, he reached out and opened the notebook on the black glasses table.

The drawings inside are full of characters drawn in pencil, which have a very obvious comic style, and some of them look like sketches.

Wu Xie flipped through the pages, and when he turned to the next few pages, he saw the sketches of him and Zhang Qiling. The sketches were wonderful and lifelike. Wu Xie couldn't help admiring the drawing skills of the black glasses, especially the charm of Zhang Qiling's dead face. It is fully expressed.

If he didn't know that the owner of this notebook was black glasses, he would have suspected that the girl who had a crush on him or Zhang Qiling was staring at them all day long, so that he could draw their charm so accurately.

With a sudden shock, Wu Xie remembered that the black glasses had explained to him the storyboard, which was one of the steps in drawing comics. First, he had to roughly draw the picture that he wanted to present in his heart, and then make changes. Finally, it can be formally drawn into a page of comics.

──Fuck, is it possible that he wants to draw this article into a cartoon?The corner of Wu Xie's mouth twitched and glanced at the article in his hand. By chance, he caught sight of a sentence in the article that he moaned. He immediately threw the article on the desk with black glasses and escaped from the dormitory.

As soon as the door was opened, he bumped into Zhang Qiling who was standing outside the door and was about to open it. Zhang Qiling just said the word "Wu". Wu Xie looked up and saw someone he had bumped into. , making Zhang Qiling completely confused.

After entering the room, Zhang Qiling glanced at a few pieces of paper scattered on the black glasses table, picked them up and read them, then put them back silently, and had a clue in his heart about who the author of the article was.

Beginning last week, a girl whom he didn't know approached him and asked him some inexplicable questions. The only thing Zhang Qiling remembered was that the other party mentioned Wu Xie and asked him what he thought of Wu Xie.

Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to the other party at all, but the other party entangled him tightly. After looking for him for several days, he casually replied that he thought Wu Xie's personality was very simple and easy to get along with. After getting the answer, the other party left with a smile.

After standing in front of the desk with black glasses for a while, Zhang Qiling walked to his desk and sat down, turned on the computer screen to continue the unfinished level.

On the other hand, it's located in the manga research club office on the first basement floor of the art department building.

"Oh." Halfway through the storyboard discussion with the group members, Hei Glasses suddenly realized that he left the manuscript written by Chen Wenjin in the dormitory and forgot to bring it with him.

"Don't be so blind, I think this should be changed to a close-up of the face, and the next frame will be over there." I pestered Zhang Qiling for several days, just to get a "What is Wu Xie in Zhang Qiling's heart?" Chen Wenjin who gave the answer of "people" exclaimed, and then smiled and asked the black glasses, "By the way, blind man, you share a dorm with Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie, so there is always a chance to take a bath together, right? Have you seen the size under them? No? If you have seen it, you should draw it as it is!"

The smile on the face of the black glasses froze.

Ninth, thinking too much means having ghosts in your heart

For the next week or so, Wu Xie would run away as if seeing a ghost whenever he saw Zhang Qiling.

At that time, it was approaching the exam time, so Wu Xie simply stayed in the library all day, or stayed in the drawing room of the department building to do homework, except for sleeping, staying in the dormitory whenever he could.Wu Xie knew that Zhang Qiling was probably innocent, but after reading that article, he would feel embarrassed whenever he saw Zhang Qiling, and a few fragments he imagined in the article would unconsciously appear in his head, like Zhang Qiling's relatives Seeing myself or splitting my thighs...

Thinking of this, Wu Xie forcibly stopped his thinking, shook his head vigorously a few times, and took a deep breath.

"...Are you convulsed, you?" Xie Ziyang, who happened to meet in the library, glared at Wu Xie, "I didn't know you were such a serious person.