Color painting collection and a certain strongest

He couldn't find anything useful from Hui Yuanxiong, so Gojo Satoru teleported all the way and ran wildly from the classroom back to his dormitory.

Lan Tang has been living with him recently, just like before, except that they are inseparable again during class.

But only a few days later, they are going to separate again!

The door of the dormitory opened "Bang—!", and Gojo Satoru was very irritable: "Lantang!"

Lan Tang was sitting on the balcony of the dormitory, drinking afternoon tea in the sun, holding a thick volume of poetry in his slender hands. Hearing this, he looked over and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? You haven't finished class yet, right?"

Gojo Satoru rushed in like a gust of wind.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw No. [-] tool man packing his luggage in the bedroom. The white-haired childish ghost was furious: "No. [-]! Mess up the suitcase for me!"

Turning his head, the childish ghost became even more childish. The teenager jumped into Lantang's arms one by one. Lantang removed the book with one hand and held him firmly with the other, with a helpless expression and a doting expression, and his body remained motionless.

Just like Gojo Satoru's 1.9-meter body is made of foam.

However, the chair under them made a painful 'squeak' sound, accusing the fact that a giant cat was trying to act coquettishly with a macho physique.

Gojo Satoru changed into a comfortable position, wrapped Lantang in his arms with long arms and long legs, like a cat cake spread on the body of the excrement shoveler, and then said sullenly: "Lantang, why do you want to go to the Kyoto school?"

"I don't allow you to go, anyway, you don't have to listen to the rotten oranges."

He instinctively used a soft voice to cover up his self-willedness and violent temper, not knowing that his behavior was like a male peacock with its tail open and would not let the mate see his back.

As if holding the collar of the younger generation and roaring, smashing the doorknob, stepping on the floor tiles, the person who flew into a rage was not the same person just now.

As long as it is in front of the shit shovel officer, the cat will only meow sweetly.

Gojo Satoru hides his ulterior motives, but in the eyes of shit-shoveling official Lantang, Maomao will always be a delicate and soft little meow.

So the shit shovel officer's voice became more gentle, comforting the furry cat.

Lan Tang turned his face sideways, and pressed his forehead to Wutiao Wu's: "No way, Wu, it's the same if you kill again."

"After killing one rotten orange, another one comes up. If you are not sure whether the next one will be worse, you can't do it again."

"Then I will kill them all."

"No, the magic world will collapse."

"It has nothing to do with me."

"No."

"Why?"

"Before you taught all the famous families a lesson, and if you attack the higher-ups, you will be labeled as a curse master, Wu."

"Nalantang made them all look like No. [-]."

"No."

"Why?"

"I can't help being eccentric, and I will give orders to send other groups to die," Lan Tang leaned on the rattan chair and sighed: "Wu, do you want me to become like that?"

It is true that Lantang can use the entire upper class as a puppet, but that is a bad strategy.

It is the last resort, the hole card that will only be used if the higher-ups take action against his cats.

The higher-ups knew that this kind of temptation didn't matter to Lan Tang himself, so he was disgusted to save face.

Because Lantang can't treat every conjurer fairly and impartially after controlling the entire high-level, Lantang must favor those who graduated from the Tokyo Conjuration College, and it is also impossible not to favor the interests of Wu Hejie and Nitro .

Such behavior is a bit like the rotten oranges they both hate.

Lan Tang looked serious.

He rejected any possibility of being hated by Satoru.

...........

Jia Ruzi, who couldn't teleport, rode Xia Youjie's curse spirit, who also couldn't teleport, and landed in front of the dormitory door.

The door of the dormitory was open, and Gojo Satoru's yelling could be heard in the corridor, mixed with Lan Tang's calm reassurance.

Things are a little off.

Lan Tang actually didn't agree to Wujou whatever he said.

Several people have gotten to know each other well this year, so they also know that, generally speaking, if Lan Tang and Wu have a disagreement, the general solution is this:

Gojo Satoru: Can you!

Lan Tang: No!

Gojo Satoru: Is it possible!

Lan Tang:.......Yes.

Of course, except for staying up late and playing truant.Jia Ruozi's expression became serious: "There may be something inside, Jie, you put a spell to peep."

Xia Youjie looked upright: "Glass, it's not good to do this."

He added with a look of 'I still don't know you are serious', "Both Lan Tang and Wu are very sensitive to the fluctuation of spells, and the spell spirit will be discovered."

The two chose to peek by the door at the same time. Fortunately, the door and the balcony had no obvious obstructions, and there was a straight line between the two points, so the scene on the balcony clearly appeared in their eyes.

Unlike the verbal quarrel, Gojo Wu knelt on the rattan chair with two long legs, separated his legs, and still sat affectionately on Lantang's lap.

It was more like acting like a baby than arguing. From the perspective of the door, the two seemed to be kissing.

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi, who were hiding at the door, looked at each other again, and they saw in each other's eyes that "the eyes are going to be blind." Lan Tang didn't realize it yet? ''Enlightenment I haven't even discovered yet' means.

...........

Number one obeys Gojo Satoru's orders, and number two follows Lan Tang's orders.

For the clothes in the suitcase, No. [-] packed one, and No. [-] took out one and threw it on the bed. The two tool men came and went, and the progress of packing suddenly came to a standstill.

Lan Tang changed the subject: "Let's not talk about whether it will change, Wu, don't make trouble for No. [-]."

"The old man who did such a disgusting thing will immediately apologize bitterly, and it's useless for Lan Tang to pack his luggage."

Mao Mao showed its paws: "I will beat them up right away."

"Wu," Lan Tang stopped Wutiao Wu, who was about to rush out in a hurry, and grabbed his hand: "Don't be used as a gun, Wu."

"It doesn't matter!" Gojo Satoru tried to shake off Lantang's hand, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "It doesn't matter if you just joined the unlucky ghosts who were pushed out by the senior people, or you owe money to your brain, anyway, I just want to beat them Take a breath!"

The words were really harsh. Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi, who were peeping at the door, looked contemptuous. We would believe it if we broke free.

Lan Tang dragged Mao Mao back, feeling a little bald when he touched the white hair that had blown up.

Unfortunately, this temporary departure is a test for the three second graders by Lantang.

How can we grow without encountering any crisis?

Lantang Baifang's power is almost turned into a gossip collector by Wutiao Wu!

One is to give him a guarantee and a helper for training, and the other is... As a Frenchman who loves to skip work, Lan Tang has gone against his nature to work hard all these years.

If Gojo Satoru hadn't been young before, Lan Tang wouldn't have supported two organizations by himself and had to sort out information and process documents every day when he was free.

Especially the part of Bai Daofang, even if he takes the route of convincing people with strength, he must manage it well in order not to be ostracized, and Lan Tang has been working hard for so many years, and he is not bald thanks to good maintenance.

So as soon as the child grows up and starts trying to flop by himself, he can't wait to send the clean but troublesome white side over, leaving only the dirty black side that needs to be frightened from time to time, and starts a leisurely life.

Facts have proved that if people don't work hard, they will really have trouble.

Lan Tang forgot that Gojo Satoru, who has been living freely under his connivance, has never been exposed to any conspiracies and tricks, and did not respond very timely to the traps.

So, in the first year that the domesticated cats made their own way, their brains were stabbed.

Within a few days, shit-shoveling officer Lantang himself was transferred from his student status.

So before Wujo Wutiao came, Lan Tang flipped through the poetry collection in a calm mood, and No. [-] packed his luggage.

Facing the unauthorized transfer of student status, which does not hurt much, but disgusting people's manipulation, Lan Tang finally recalled one of the few good qualities of rotten oranges: the more oppressed, the more resistant they are, and if they don't kill you, they will disgust you.

So Lan Tang pressed the news the first time he learned that the high-level people made a move.

Lan Tang felt that instead of being beaten by the society and forced to grow up because of the collapse of the three views, it would be better for them to grow up slowly under his own nose because of such a trivial matter.

Lan Tang touched the soft white hair of the unwilling boy in front of him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw two people hiding at the door.

This is the price of growth. Strength is one aspect, and more importantly, maturity of mind.

Lantang felt that not only Wu, but also Jie and Nitro could benefit from his temporary departure.

They, especially Wujo Satoru, who had been unconsciously kept in the greenhouse by him, had to learn to face difficulties.

The missions have been screened by the chess pieces placed on the upper floor, and then——

Just grow up in a relatively harsh environment.

.........

I thought so.

but,

Lan Tang raised his head, and met Gojo Satoru's eyes that seemed to be filled with tears, which were transparent and bright under the sun, beautiful like blue crystals under the water, all he looked at was grievances, his soft white hair was pitifully wilting, It looks cute and pitiful.

After all, I still feel distressed, and I am reluctant to let the pampered cat leave home for too long.

Countless times, he wanted to throw the cat into the rainstorm and let him forage alone. This idea lasted for almost ten years, until the number of cats increased visible to the naked eye, and Lan Tang couldn't make up his mind.

Lan Tang sighed, took Gojo Wu's hand and put it on his lips for a soft kiss, and compromised for the umpteenth time: "I promise, I'll be back in a week, wait for me a little bit, huh?"

"Okay, but..."

Seeing that he was pampered again, Mao Mao, who didn't know that he had escaped the environment of wandering alone again, quickly made progress.

A smug expression appeared on his pretty face, Gojo Gojo jumped onto the open space with a backflip, No. [-] followed with a wave of his hand, a bag of things flew across the air, and fell into Gojo Gojo's hands.

It was a pack of white, transparent candies. Under the sun, the star-shaped candies were shiny, round, chubby, and a little bouncy when squeezed.

The white-haired boy beamed with joy: "One week is too long, I want to eat the candy made by Lan Tang for Jie Te to repair my wounded heart!"

Lan Tang, who had always been elegant and gentle, changed his face abruptly, and the ease in his golden-green eyes shattered instantly: "Wait!......"

"Hahahahaha I don't want to wait!"

The more you don't give the cat who wants to eat more, he grabs a handful of candy and stuffs it into his mouth.

moment.

The 'six eyes', which gather information all the time, have stalled.

It was as if five volcanoes erupted in the mouth together, and the extreme spicy numbness exploded on the tip of the tongue.

Taste buds are howling, tears are flowing.

In front of his eyes was the white light of heaven, and beside his ears, he could vaguely hear Lan Tang and Jie chanting sutras together.

Wujo Wutiao, who can still eat spicy food, fell down straight, and the whole person was dumbfounded by the spicy food.

The author has something to say: Lantang’s special cleansing dishcloth tastes spicy candy, Xia Youjie has used it and said it is good!

One down, even the taste is gone.

The environment of domestic cats: exorcising the curse, I am a hero.

The environment of the wild cat: the curse master appears from time to time, the task tests human nature, sometimes the trip is for nothing, sometimes facing the ocean of curse spirits, the old orange still calls people to talk from time to time, the words are threatening and tempting, long-winded It's annoying.

The stupid author is back!I don’t know how the author who has a job every day, six days, and ten thousand can do it. I am a stupid author, and I can’t even do it every three days when I am taking the online class of Zhuan Zhuan!

感谢在2021-02-2122:10:02~2021-02-2418:53:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: f1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：仁王狐狸20瓶；月下青梧19瓶；子非鱼5瓶；cottoncandy2瓶；不眠的海贼、鸣狐的狐狸、不善言辞、香香、浅寺音1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!