ONCE YOU MEET A MALE GOD WARM FOR LIFE - Chapter 33

A dark hair resting on the desk ……

Ah!

Even though Lu Yanshi had seen a lot, he was scared by this head of hair that appeared in the darkness for no reason.

After the shriek, his face quickly chilled down.

Because he finally saw this head of hair, is an explosive head.

If it was really a female ghost, it would be so trendy? It was obvious that it was the hair of his tablemate Wu Zhi Zhi.

Lu Yanshi walked over and touched the hair a few times, it was really Wu Zhi Zhi’s hair, but it was wet, like it had been wet.

But how did her hair appear here? And it was a wet wig?

Could it be that she is now in the school?

With doubts, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly, a string in his head seemed to be touched, and he threw the wig back on his desk, turned around and left the classroom.

The lights of the first class were still on.

Faintly, the song “Dad, I’m home” by Jay Chou can still be heard.

“Why see my father has been beating my mother, just because of drunkenness, he can take my mother out, I really can not look down, thought I am more fine Han, from childhood to grow up only the warmth of the mother, why my father, so fierce ……”

“Since childhood you told me to learn you take you as a role model, a lot of fake like mom often said good, listen to your father, you call me how to be like you, do not hit my mother again like this, what I said you Gan will listen, do not hit my mother again like this ……”

Fine faint song in the thunder and lightning, floating into his ears.

Lu Yanshi subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

Slightly lowering his eyes, through the half-open window, he saw a person standing in front of the back blackboard of the first class.

The man stood on a stool, as if drawing a poster, holding a white chalk in his hand, a waist-length black hair, with the night wind gently fluttering.

If not for the lights on in the classroom, he would have thought he had seen a ghost.

In the middle of the night, here to draw the blackboard, sick.

The character on the blackboard gradually being chalked up, is a manga character that is currently on the air, Naruto inside the ‘Sasuke’.

The chalk in her hand is filling in his hair, and she is drawing the side of Sasuke’s face, a pair of narrow pink (no red chalk with pink instead) writing wheel eyes, looking askance at all beings from above.

The right side of the blackboard was already completed with the three big words ‘Ode to Youth’, followed by various beautiful chalkboard characters that spread across the entire page.

His eyes fell on the back of this girl’s head.

I have to say, dare to make this demon on the blackboard of the athletic class, not small courage.

However, the drawing was really nice.

Sasuke’s face and hair are drawn vividly, not stiff at all.

And, why does her clothes look so familiar?

Holy shit!

Looks like Wu Zhiye?

The jeans with a few holes in them, she wore them almost every day, he could not be mistaken.

But why did Wu Zhi Zhi come here to plague the blackboard of the competitive class?

What does this have to do with her?

Pursing his lips, he continued to watch her draw.

Outside, the wind and rain were gusting.

Inside the house, Wu Zhi Zhi is seriously drawing, it can be seen that her skills are very profound, drawing out the characters and writing out the words, have a kind of natural majestic beautiful.

She drew and drew, as if she felt that she did not draw well, so she withdrew the hand holding the chalk, resting on her chin, silently looking at the head of Sasuke, observing his overall lines.

Then, as if she had discovered the problem, she turned to get the blackboard eraser on the lectern.

Lu Yanshi watched her from the darkness outside the classroom.

The moment his eyes landed on her face, something seemed to explode in his head with a loud bang, leaving him shaken in place.

This person is Wu Zhi Zhi?

The long, slightly wet black hair fell over her right shoulder as she moved, her face was free of makeup, or, should I say, removed, her skin as bright as ivory, her lips pursed, her curvature clear and nice.

The eyelashes are thick and slender, slightly upward, adding a few bright charm to this face.

Lu Yanqi could not believe what he saw.

Wu Zhi Zhi’s real face …… actually looks this beautiful ……

Even more beautiful than the vast majority of beautiful girls he had seen, but since it is so beautiful, and why dress up as this demon and devil look you?

In the end is the aesthetic too touching?

Or deliberately cover up their own beauty?

And this face, giving him a very strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen in where?

He looked down and pondered, and after a moment, shocked.

Yes, that female model.

No wonder he felt familiar with that female model at that time, and when he saw him, it was as if he was in shock.

So, Wu Zhi Zhi is still a model.

As if he had found something interesting, he leaned against the window and looked at her quietly.

In the classroom.

Wu Zhiyi erased part of ‘Sasuke’s’ hair with a blackboard eraser and filled it in with chalk.

The song ‘Dad, I’m home’ is on a single loop in the tiny CD player.

As Wu Zhiyi drew, she suddenly hummed along with the rhythm, “Don’t hit my mother like this again, will you listen to what I say? Don’t hit my mother like this again, don’t your hands hurt ……”

The chalk in her hand stopped, as if she had been punctured, and she stood motionless.

She did not say a word, and after a long time, hung her head and let out a very soft whimper.

This is …… crying.

Lu Yanshi looked at her in astonishment.

Suddenly thought of that day, he dragged a bloodied arm, Wu Zhi Zhi sent him to the clinic, he sat behind her, looking at her thin shoulders, the look of unprecedented weariness, but not alone inside …… that was the first time he, feel the warmth from the world … …

He suddenly felt unable to resist, numbness has been a long time the heart of a burst of throbbing pain, the absence of days of guilt, finally at this moment all diffused on the heart.

* The next day

The next day, Wu Zhi Zhi still has an exploding head, smoky makeup, sitting in his seat, pencil walking like flying copying homework.

When Lu Yanshi came, he looked at her twice, but she didn’t look up, writing her own paper.

After that day’s falling out, they had nothing to say to each other.

But every time Lu Yanqi remembered her whimpering back that night, he would subconsciously turn his head to look at her.

The young girl hidden under the smoky makeup, what kind of soul does she have?

Even Jiang Qingyi countless times arch their table twitter, Lu Yanshi no longer pay attention to him, plugged headphones isolated world, do not know what is thinking.

The first class in the morning, Jiang Nanshan immediately ran to their class to exclaim, “Bullish, Zhi Zhi, that blackboard you drew is so awesome, our whole class is talking about you you.”

Wu Zhi Zhi glanced at him and smiled, “Talking about what?”

“Talking about your drawing of that Sasuke ah, it’s so evocative, our class thought it was painted by Bao Yan, and now they’re all pestering her asking how it was drawn, and several boys are begging her to help them draw one.”

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The text because of some reasons, all lumped into a piece, now the sequence sequence the text modified ha, mua da!