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Chapter 40 An Lan and Mo Ran

As the saying goes, seeing words is like seeing people.

Delicate, clean, untainted and worldly, these simple and not exaggerated words are used to describe Gu Baizhe, but in Xia Anlan's eyes, they are not refined enough.

With a dazed expression, she sat down on the stool and shook her hands: "My lord has a lot, so I don't care about it with you."

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As the classroom festival was getting closer, Feng Man and Mi Kechen went to draw blackboard newspapers after class.

Xia Anlan often went to help out, doing odd jobs or something.

Gu Baizhe didn't want her to waste time, so he wanted to tutor her in English and all liberal arts.

But as time went by, everyone came to help when they knew that time was too late.

At noon that day, eight of them were busy on the blackboard in the back.

There are a lot of people, but the required content is extremely rich. Feng Man and Mi Kechen discussed to use oil paint instead, which looks more colorful.

But surviving in such a busy schedule is far from enough for the time they estimated.

In the midst of busy work, someone came to check.

The leader is a tall and slender man, wearing casual clothes, looking very casual but uncomfortable.The age is like a boy or two years older than them.

He was very polite, tapped the back lightly, grinned and said with a smile: "We are here to learn about the painting of the blackboard newspaper. We need to ask some questions to facilitate registration."

The eight people looked at the polite and dignified boy in front of them, hesitated left and right, and finally settled on Xia Anlan.

Here is where she is the most free, everyone else has to work, and she is drinking drinks, eating potato chips, and doing odd jobs.

Following the eyes of everyone, she reluctantly put down the potato chips and smiled smirkingly, really embarrassed.

"I come!"

With a cry of "I'm coming", he followed the leader to the corridor outside the classroom.

Gu Baizhe was not at ease, leaning on the window to eavesdrop.

"Please write down this form." The boy politely handed the form to her.

She took it with both hands.

She looked at the words on it, investigator: Mo Ran.

She immediately felt that his name sounded nice.

"Please write down the class and class teacher here, write your own name here, and write the elemental structure of the painting here..."

"Okay..." Xia Anlan responded, writing step by step.

When she wrote her own name, Mo Ran's eyes lit up, and she muttered in her heart: "Xia Anlan, An Lan and Mo Ran, our names are so similar."

From time to time he is happy in his heart.

Xia Anlan, who was concentrating on filling out the form, found nothing unusual, but Gu Baizhe, who was leaning on the window, took everything into his eyes.

After the investigation and the group of people left, Xia Anlan breathed a sigh of relief.Back to eating potato chips.

Also feed it to other people from time to time.

Later, it was almost finished, and the others were so hungry that they had no strength, so they went to the cafeteria to see if there was any food.

Only the two backbones, Feng Man and Mi Kechen, remained.

"Feng Man, your drawing is pretty good, do you want to learn?" Mi Kechen wanted to say it a long time ago, but never had the chance.

"Ah?" The incident happened suddenly, and Feng Man was not prepared yet: "I haven't studied it before. I like drawing more, and I usually draw. But I also often read about this kind of knowledge, and I understand the fur."

"Oh~" Mi Kechen nodded, his simple and clear answer won Mi Kechen's satisfaction.

"Then if you have the opportunity to go to my studio, I have a lot of materials there, you can come and practice your hands, you are very talented."

"Studio? Do you still have a studio?" Feng Man was surprised and delighted.

(End of this chapter)