The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 723 0722. The Cold War After the Competition (32)

There were bits and pieces of joy in Jiang Shaoheng's eyes, which gave Zhuang Xinian great courage. She cheered herself up silently in her heart: "Brother Shaoheng, I want to tell you something."

"Tell me." Jiang Shaoheng gently stroked the messy hair on her forehead because she ran over.

"I, I think..." Zhuang Xi started to get nervous again as the words came to her lips.

"What are you thinking? Speak slowly, don't worry." Jiang Shaoheng didn't know anything about what Zhuang Xinian was about to say, and was still so gentle.

"I want to choose an art student and take the art test!" Zhuang Xinian closed her eyes and finally expressed her thoughts.

As if the world was frozen in an instant, all the happy and warm atmosphere before was blasted.

Zhuang Xinian stayed in Jiang Shaoheng's arms, and directly hit the frontal attack of the low air pressure. She hadn't heard Jiang Shaoheng's voice for a long time, and the sound of her heart beating was amplified infinitely in her mind, making her more and more uneasy The more zoomed in.

She quietly opened one eye, and squinted to see Jiang Shaoheng's face.

Calm, peaceful, without waves.

It didn't look like she was angry, but Zhuang Xinian was even more disturbed.

"Shao, Brother Shaoheng..." Zhuang Xinian murmured.

"Is this your own idea, or was someone teasing you?" Jiang Shaoheng's calm and indifferent voice revealed imperceptible tension.

Zhuang Xinian was stunned, she had never heard Jiang Shaoheng use such obviously derogatory words to describe the people around her, even when he said that Mu Qingyun led her badly, she was still smiling, not serious at all Said.

She lowered her head again and squeezed her little pink fist: "No one pushes me, it's my own idea."

"Isn't it because the people in your participating team instilled in you the idea that the path of so many art candidates is easier?" Jiang Shaoheng's words can be said to be harsh, because Zhuang Xinian can hear his contempt. .

But she misunderstood, Jiang Shaoheng was jealous, he had heard about a team from the painting club of Jingshi High School, how excellent the people were, especially one of them was recommended by Zhuang Xi, and he casually recited it Academy of Fine Arts many times.

He had also heard those girls brag about how Ren Hua looked like a melancholy prince.

His sense of crisis was unprecedentedly serious.

However, he never let Zhuang Xinian know.

It's just that Zhuang Xinian has been letting Zhuang Xinian walk the same path as himself, as long as the time of their contact is shortened, this kind of future trouble can be prevented.

It's not that he didn't think about Zhuang Xinian's thoughts, but he was too scared, he couldn't accept any possibility that she might be robbed, even if it was just a groundless guess, so he could only rely on himself to be in Zhuang Xinian's place. Has a very important position to force her.

But now, Zhuang Xinian had a showdown with him.

She told him that she wanted to take the art test and be an art student.

In Jiang Shaoheng's heart, he was at war between heaven and man, struggling and wrestling, whether he should agree to her or not.

But before he struggled to come up with a result, those words had already blurted out without thinking.

"What about you? Haven't you also been instilling in me the idea that the ordinary college entrance examination is a legitimate way? What's the difference between what you did to me and what those people you said did to me?" Zhuang Xinian almost blurted out, Dissatisfaction and reluctance steamed.

　Don't be afraid to tell you, it's almost over!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)