Xiaojiao, the god of learning, is really hard to follow

Chapter 607 [Fourth Update] Woodcut Stolen

She raised her eyes and couldn't hide her distressed look at him.

Xie Zhi shrank his fingers, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"You still lied to me. You said that the military training was scratched by the edge of the grass while weeding and playing while sitting and resting on the playground. Later, you said that you touched your hand when you were shaving, and you rubbed against the edge of the new book when you turned the pages of the book."

Yan Mumu became angry, not at him, but at herself.

Angry at myself for not discovering Xie Zhi's shoddy lies for so long.

Angry that I only found out about this today.

Before, his wounds were very small and subtle, but they were almost on the fingers of his left hand. Because the wounds were not very big, Yan Mumu only thought that he was really careless, and his wounds did become less and less afterward. She almost forgot about it.

Yan Mumu remembered all the fuss made today.

After a meal, Yan Mumu returned to the dormitory and put the woodcut he had been protecting all along in his bag, and asked Xie Zhi to return it to Fu Qingyuan when he was ready.

Just out of habit, I wanted to count, but I never thought that one was missing from the count.

Yan Mumu was heartbroken, and immediately turned over on the table.

In just 2 minutes, thin sweat broke out on Yan Mumu's forehead.

"How could it be, how could it not be."

She was a little out of rhythm in a hurry.

She has always cherished these woodcuts, and she was reluctant to put them around, how could one be missing out of thin air.

At this moment, only Wu Yuan and Yan Mumu are in the dormitory.

Wu Yuan saw Yan Mumu looking impatient and uncomfortable looking through things all the time, and asked, "Mumu, what are you looking for?"

"That's what you asked before. I said that Xie Zhi gave me the woodcut of the love letter. It was made by his grandfather and grandmother. His grandmother has passed away for many years. This is very important, but I clearly remember that I put it here. Why can't I find it?"

She was so anxious that her voice was stained with tears unconsciously.

Seeing her like this, Wu Yuan hesitated for a moment, "Mumu..."

"I seem to know who took yours..."

……

Under the flower viewing pavilion of the school.

Liu Mengli was sitting in it with a boy in her class, both of them were smiling ambiguously, and their feelings arose secretly.

The atmosphere was harmonious until...

Yan Mumu ran in and grabbed Liu Mengli, forcibly pulled her up, asking in a questioning tone, "Where are my things! Where did you take my things?"

Liu Mengli looked like she couldn't understand what she said, and her voice was still pretending to be soft and weak, "Mumu, let go of me, it hurts so much from you grabbing me, is there anything you can't say slowly? Pass your things."

Yan Mumu was really angry this time, more angry than usual every time, she didn't save her any face just because she had a boy she liked by her side, and said firmly, "Don't pretend to be me! Who are you and we are alone No one in the dormitory is clear about it! Don’t pretend to be harmless to humans and animals outside, I’m too lazy to bother with you, return my woodcut to me quickly, or don’t blame me and immediately go to the counselor to adjust the surveillance at the door of the dormitory. Since you stole my things, I will definitely be able to find out where you took them from the school surveillance! By then you will be a well-known thief!"

"Yan Mumu!" Liu Mengli was also annoyed, Guanhua Pavilion was originally a place where young couples gathered, there were a lot of people, not only her and the boy next to her, but also several couples, so Yan Mumu bit one thief at a time Shouting, Liu Mengli couldn't hold back her face.

"Can you show some face! Who said that you own the woodcut alone! I can't buy it! Besides, when did you see me stealing something from you, do you have evidence?"

(End of this chapter)