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Chapter 114 Chapter 114(2/2)

Xu Sheng wiped his hair twice and said, "Kai, you are the most confident person I have ever met."

Xu Sheng actually didn't think about what to draw, but Hou Jun and his team each had a rechargeable desk lamp around Shao Zhan's dormitory to do the questions. Xu Sheng narrowed his eyes and suddenly had a little idea.

When they finished their homework and just put down their pens, Xu Sheng got up and bent down to pick up the white plastic bag on the ground. His hair was almost dry, covering his eyebrows and eyes when he leaned over: "Do you have time? If you have time, help brush the wall."

Logically speaking, it is unruly to slip out of the dormitory building in the middle of the night, but the students in Class 7 violated the rules many times, and they became accustomed to them.

The project is large, Hou Jun flips out the window on the first floor and said, "I'll ask Qiu Qiu and the others if they come."

[Hou Jun]: @Sister Qiu, are you coming out to study?

[Qiu Qiu]:?

[Hou Jun]: Just kidding, Brother Sheng borrowed a job from Director Gu. We don’t have enough staff, so we want to find you to come out to paint the wall.

The control of female bedrooms is relatively not as strict as that of male bedrooms. The aunt has already gone to bed, and the windows and doors of the dormitory management room are closed.

Qiu Qiu's heartbeats when she received the news. She was not as skilled as the men's squad in this way. After summoning the girls in Class 7, the group hesitated by the window for a while. Finally, Qiu Qiu mustered up the courage to open the window and jump out. After jumping down, he whispered: "It's okay, this height is very short."

Her heartbeats are still very fast.

As fast as if you did something bad.

A few bags of calf were bitten by mosquitoes. On summer nights, the dull wind blew from all directions. Many years later, she recalled this day. The deepest impression of this summer was the colorful pigments. The classmates in Class 7 poured the pigments on the wall.

Hou Jun didn't dare to splash at first, this kind of "destruction king"

The same behavior will inevitably cause psychological pressure: "It's really a splash? Just splash it on? King Gu will not beat me to death."

When Hou Jun spoke, he raised his head and sat a person on the high wall.

Xu Sheng sat on the wall to supervise the worker, and the street light behind him hit him, giving him a layer of light. The cold-textured earrings also reflected a little light. One of his legs was bent in habit, and his voice was flamboyant: "Monkey, if you want to splash, you can splash it. There is so much nonsense, splash it casually. Any color is OK, I will draw it after splashing it."

With his words, the classmates in Class 7 became bolder, and Tan Kai took the lead in splashing a large area of ​​yellow.

Tan Kai: "Isn't this very artistic?"

Hou Jun: "I understand, this is creativity."

Yuan Ziqiang: "I understand too, there are no rules in art."

"I'll try," Hou Jun lifted his sleeves, "...How about it! I'm splashing so casually, look at my colour collision! Isn't it amazing!"

Xu Sheng said "tsk" and quickly retracted the other leg hanging by the wall, supporting the wall with his hands and said, "Qiyi... But can you stop splashing it on my legs?"

Qiu Qiu was quite reserved. She was pouring white pigment, and stars were spread on her head, like stars.

Xu Sheng let them do whatever they want.

He will think about what to draw based on what they splashed out later and continue painting on this color basis. Generally speaking, the shape of this random splashed color block can be associated, and what to draw at that time

What pattern may have inspiration.

Class 7 students poured the wall in various colors. After they finished pouring Xu Sheng, they clapped their hands and prepared to jump off the wall.

He hesitated for a second for some reason before he jumped, and then thought that this scene seemed to have happened more than once, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Shao Zhan. Shao Zhan was standing outside the crowd and was also watching him.

Others are addicted to splashing on the wall, and no one pays attention to them.

?Papaya Huang reminds that "This topic is beyond the scope" will be updated in fantasy literature as soon as possible, remember the domain name?

Shao Zhan opened his hands to him—

"Do you jump?"

The moment Xu Sheng jumped down, there was an illusion of illusion, as if countless pictures overlapped at this moment. This time, Shao Zhan caught him, and Xu Sheng's palm touched the scorching body temperature from Shao Zhan's body.

He wanted to say, 'Actually, I was on stage today, and I wanted to say that although I had regrets, I was very close to a very important person', but at this moment, these words came to my mouth and finally didn't say them.

"I originally wanted to say something to you," Xu Sheng said, "I'd better forget it. I'll leave the rest until the future."

On Monday, traffic flowed in front of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School Gate.

There were more and more people on the road from the canteen to the convenience store. Some people took the breakfast out of the canteen. Before they could eat a few bites of breakfast, they saw a long way to see the wall opposite the playground, facing the flag-raising platform.

When I walked in, I found that it was a wall painting that appeared like a miraculous night.

The painting is extremely ostentatious and hard to describe in words.

As the light and shadow change, colors collided layer by layer.

Like a summer bird spreading its sharp wings, passing through a vast galaxy, carrying the sunshine that is not known to be starlight or the concrete manifestation, taking advantage of the wind to pass through the long sea and fly to different skys, wherever it passes through stars.

All those passing by stopped. At this time, a faint thunder came from the sky, and a thunder suddenly appeared. They seemed to hear the thunder and also saw a flash of light, but it did not rain or change the sky.

"Didn't it just thunder?"

"No, today is sunny."

The speaker looked up at the sky, and there was no flashing lightning, the sun was everywhere, and the cicadas were chirping in the midsummer.
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