Chapter 1926 I Didn’t Mean It

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Chapter 1926 I didn’t mean it

The morning passed quickly, and there were almost no classes. Han Xiangxiang was talking about precautions and so on. Lingfeng's mind was always on the monster soul clone in Han Xiangxiang. At the same time, Lingfeng felt something from Han Xiangxiang. There was a familiar smell, but Ling Feng couldn't figure out what it was.

After class at noon, Ling Feng walked around the campus. The first was to get familiar with the campus, and the second was to look for the jade pendant. Both times, the jade pendant appeared on campus. Ling Feng felt that he might have the jade pendant. A person is a student or faculty member in the school.

However, Lingfeng searched the entire campus but found no trace of the jade pendant. This made him very depressed and had to go back to the dormitory to take a shower and rest. He had classes in the afternoon.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Feng was woken up by Qin Xiaoshuang.

"Get up, pervert, go to class quickly." Qin Xiaoshuang pushed Ling Feng and said, she was already dressed and was waiting for Ling Feng.

When Ling Feng saw that it was already past two o'clock, he immediately jumped up from the bed, quickly went to the bathroom to wash his face, then called Qin Xiaoshuang and headed towards the base.

The afternoon class is a painting class. New students in the clothing department must undergo three months of basic painting training before starting to take the main courses.

When Ling Feng and two people went to the base, the teacher had already arrived and was arranging still lifes in the classroom. There was a classmate next to him who was handing out paints with a roster. Ling Feng saw it and hurriedly walked over with Qin Xiaoshuang. I put the paints and brushes aside, and then like everyone else, I went to get the easel and got ready to start painting.

Zhao Feng was sitting in a corner on one side, surrounded by beautiful women, but he was staring at Ling Feng who was with Qin Xiaoshuang, his eyes full of resentment.

"Hmph! You bastard, I will definitely kill you. If you dare to steal a woman from me, you are seeking death!" Zhao Feng looked at Ling Feng and thought to himself.

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"Okay, students, let's start drawing now. We will teach you at five o'clock in the afternoon, and we will change the marks." The old man with glasses looked at the crowd and said, and then began to inspect the situation of each classmate.

Ling Feng had never painted before, and he didn't know what to do when he looked at the paint and brush in his hand. Qin Xiaoshuang next to him was very quick, picked up the paintbrush, dipped some paint in it, and then used a single color to outline the main points on the paper. The things I drew were sketched out in just a few strokes.

"Hey, pervert, do you want me to teach you? As long as you call me sister, I will teach you how to draw." Qin Xiaoshuang said proudly, looking at Ling Feng who was holding a paintbrush and not knowing how to start.

"...Uh, can you remove the word pervert, so others will misunderstand it." Ling Feng looked at Qin Xiaoshuang and said very depressed.

"No, you are a pervert. What do you think, pervert, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, just call me sister and I will teach you." Qin Xiaoshuang looked at Ling Feng and said proudly.

"...Okay, sister, please teach me how to draw." Ling Feng looked at Qin Xiaoshuang and said with a helpless smile.

When Qin Xiaoshuang heard this, he was immediately very pleased. He looked very proud and said, "Brother, be good, sister will teach you how to draw." After Qin Xiaoshuang finished speaking, he reached out and touched Ling Feng's head. Ling Feng immediately felt that he was humiliated. Yes, because in rural areas, head touching is generally for dogs.

"Listen up, I'm going to teach you how to compose a picture first. There are many ways to compose a picture. First..."

Qin Xiaoshuang was talking and drawing on the paper with a brush. Ling Feng listened carefully and started to draw with a brush. Zhao Feng from a distance was very unhappy when he saw that the two of them were so intimate. , motioning to the two guys next to him, they squeezed out more than half of the paint in the paint box, mixed it all into a small plastic bucket for fine pens, and mixed it into a bucket of dirty water, and spit into it a few times. He spat, then picked up the bucket and walked towards Ling Feng.

"We will fall down on purpose later and sprinkle all the paint on him. You know, with so many people watching, he won't dare to do anything." Zhao Feng said to the two people next to him, and then the three of them approached Ling Feng. past.

Ling Feng, who was painting, had already noticed it. Seeing the three people walking towards him, he knew that the Jedi were up to no good, so he was extremely vigilant.

"Ah...!" Suddenly, Zhao Feng screamed when he was less than one meter away from Li Lingfeng. His body fell forward quickly, and the paint bucket in his hand also quickly moved towards the front. Ling Feng, who was painting, hit Ling Feng, impartially, straight towards Ling Feng, as if he saw Ling Feng's miserable state of getting wet, Zhao Feng looked at Ling Feng with a proud smile on his face.

At the same time, the other two people also tripped and quickly threw the paint buckets in their hands towards Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, be careful!" Qin Xiaoshuang on the side shouted hurriedly when she saw the paint bucket being thrown towards Ling Feng.

"Humph! I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Ling Feng secretly thought, looking at Zhao Feng who was proud of himself, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was extremely cold. When Zhao Feng saw it, he was shocked and felt something bad. He hurriedly wanted to hide away, but because It's too late.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's whole body rose up from the chair very quickly. No one could see clearly how he took action. The water in the three paint buckets had not even been splashed out, and he was directly hit by Ling Feng. With one foot, he kicked away quickly.

The three paint buckets just hit Zhao Feng and the others who were pretending to fall down.

"Squirt bang bang..."

"ah……!"

A series of noises were heard, followed by Zhao Feng's screams. Zhao Feng rushed to the street and knocked down all four or five easels next to him. All three buckets hit Zhao Feng's body accurately. Only on the head, one on the legs and one on the belly.

In an instant, Zhao Feng's body was covered with dirty paint mixed with water, both yellow and green. He looked extremely disgusting and fell to the ground, as if a dog had eaten shit.

"Ling Feng, what are you doing? Why did someone throw paint at me?" Zhao Feng stood up from the ground, pointed at Ling Feng's nose and yelled angrily.

"Hey, classmate Zhao Feng, I'm sorry, I splashed shit all over you. I'm really sorry. However, you also know that the situation was critical just now. Three paint buckets were thrown at me. If I was hit, I would It was so miserable, so my body reacted subconsciously and threw it back. I'm really sorry." Ling Feng looked at Zhao Feng and said apologetically, very sincerely, Zhao Feng couldn't get angry even if there were so many people. Looking at it, Ling Feng also apologized. He was too embarrassed to embarrass Ling Feng. He was so angry that he didn't know what to say and looked extremely ugly.

"Classmate Zhao Feng, why do you look so ugly? Do you feel sorry for your clothes? I understand this. After all, I have to wear new clothes once. I will feel uncomfortable if they are stained. I think this is the case. Otherwise, I I'll pay you for your clothes. How much does your clothes cost? I think the material is good and it's probably worth dozens of dollars. I have some money here. You can take it. If it's not enough, I'll pay you back later." Ling Feng looked angry. The half-dead Zhao Feng said, stretched out his hand, took out a large amount of money and stuffed it into Zhao Feng's hand.

"Hahaha... I was laughing so hard."

Everyone in the classroom burst out laughing when they saw Ling Feng's weird performance, and Zhao Feng's face suddenly became even more ugly.

"Take your dirty money, country bumpkin, can you afford to pay? This is Giorgio Armani, worth tens of thousands of dollars!" Zhao Feng said angrily.

"Wow, this is expensive. I can buy two buffaloes anywhere for tens of thousands of dollars." Ling Feng said in surprise.

"Hahaha..." The whole audience burst into laughter again.

"You...you wait!" Zhao Feng said angrily, threw all the coins that Ling Feng thrust into his hand on the ground, turned around and left angrily.

"Really, you don't even need money, you idiot." Ling Feng looked at Zhao Feng's back and muttered to himself, reached out and picked up the boogers, then leaned down and collected all the mao tickets.

"Haha... Ling Feng, you must be too powerful. You humiliated him twice in one day. Did you mean it just now?" Qin Xiaoshuang looked at Ling Feng and smiled happily.

"How is it possible? Am I that kind of person? I am very pure, okay? How could I hurt others? I feel sad for a long time even if I step on an ant to death. Oh, I am such a loving person. Weaknesses, shortcomings..." Ling Feng sighed with a look of shame. Qin Xiaoshuang looked at him and was speechless, wanting to beat him up.

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