Regardless of whether they know it or not, players in a team of three each received their own type of painting materials.

Twelve easels were placed three together, occupying four positions surrounding the empty chair in the middle.

"It's not about painting a chair, is it? That's much simpler." Huang Mao was excited.

If you just draw a chair, regardless of whether you can draw it or not, the player will feel relieved mentally.

After all, no matter how bad your drawing skills are, the chair should be able to draw a shape.

"No, the model hasn't come yet." Li Xiangling suddenly said with a trace of blood red in his eyes.

"The model hasn't come yet, so the model is a human being?" Huang Mao became interested and smiled obscenely: "It should be a female model. I don't know if she looks good or not, hehehe."

Wan'an's position happened to be facing the front door of the classroom. She saw a person with long hair that reached her knees, covering her entire upper body, and a red dress, silently walked to stand behind Huang Mao.

Huang Mao was still thinking about the beautiful model. Lin Miao felt a chill behind him. He turned his head and looked around, seeming to see the yellow dress blown by the wind.

There was a moment of dizziness in front of my eyes, and when I looked closer, I found a strange woman in a red dress suddenly standing quietly behind Huang Mao.

"Huang Mao, behind you!" Lin Miao suppressed the weirdness in her heart and reminded.

Huang Mao turned around and saw only a streak of red.

This reminded him of the woman in red who wanted to kill him in the dormitory last night. He immediately jumped up in fear, passed five people, and hid behind Jia Yinan.

Jia Yinan: "..."

"My name is Guan Yangyang, and I am today's model. Please return to your seats, students, the exam has begun." The clear girlish voice of the girl with long hair and red clothes sounded.

Then, she walked past the yellow easel and sat down on the empty chair in the center.

Her long hair was hanging down, making her face still unclear.

"Go back." Jia Yinan tilted his head and looked at Huang Mao coldly.

Guan Yangyang's voice was not that of the woman in red last night, but Huang Mao still wasn't relieved. She already had a psychological shadow on Hong Yi.

When I returned to my location, I was still suspicious.

"If you don't show your face, how can we draw it?" Su Yeye frowned when she saw that Guan Yangyang kept his hair down and blocked everything in front and behind.

Guan Yangyang shook his head and chuckled: "I'm right here. Students can draw whatever they see."

"Okay." Su Yeye curled her lips.

She had studied painting. She looked at Guan Yangyang with a pencil and was about to compose a picture. She saw Guan Yangyang sitting there and suddenly tilted his head towards her.

She lifted her long hair away with both hands, revealing a beautiful face with red and swollen eyes and tears of blood.

Her red bloodshot almond eyes looked at Su Yeye with expectation and hope: "Xiaoye, have you called the police for me?"

"Go away!" Su Yeye's eyes widened and she pushed forward absentmindedly.

With a bang, the easel fell to the ground and hit Guan Yangyang who was sitting on the chair.

Guan Yangyang stood up and hid behind, looked at Su Yeye doubtfully, and asked with concern: "Classmate, what's wrong with you?"

Su Yeye frowned and looked at Guan Yangyang, who still wore his long hair and covered his face.

The NPCs and players in the classroom, including Huang Mao and the others, who had known each other for a long time, all looked at her in surprise.

"Brother Huang, go and take a look at her hair." Su Yeye pointed at Huang Mao and ordered.

Huang Mao shook his head. He was wearing red clothes and didn't want to provoke anyone right now.

"What are you doing?" Lin Miao looked at Su Yeye unclearly.

Su Yeye stared at Guan Yangyang with dark eyes, bit her lip, and ordered the person next to her without giving up: "Qin Ke, go and lift her hair and take a look."

No one made any move or answered.

"Qin Ke, I asked you to go!" Su Yeye kicked her stool impatiently.

The person who was sitting on the stool facing the easel suddenly fell sideways.

Yan Mingjun turned his head and glanced, then sat down on the ground in fright, pushing himself backwards with both hands, and retreated to Xie Juan, who was closest to him and faced behind him.

When he retreated, the screen was revealed.

Xie Juan tilted his head and looked at Qin Ke, who had a ferocious look on his face, his eyes widened and his pupils dilated.

"Dead...dead!" As a teammate on Qin Ke's right side, Yan Mingjun didn't know when this person died, and he felt panic in his heart.
Chapter completed!