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Chapter 79 Not the special one

"It is said that everyone who has seen Eiichi Shiina's works will have a similar resonance. That is to say, his works can arouse people's emotions to a large extent, so that viewers can have an immersive experience. Feeling." Chihiro paused for a moment, then looked at Aoba in front of her.

"I haven't seen Shiina Eiichi's paintings with my own eyes, so when I saw your works just now, Aoba, although I had a guess, but I can't be sure, because that kind of state is definitely not something that can be achieved by hard work. That's why I was so surprised when I heard Zhenbai's words just now."

Chihiro rubbed his aching head, this guy Aoba is really beyond the scope of his comprehension, in other words, why don't you just ask your sister to take him to verify the DNA, to see if he is in the wrong house of God? child.

"Well, although I understand what Qianxun sister means, but for me, painting is just a hobby, and I don't plan to make any achievements with it, so please don't worry about it."

Aoba spread his hands, what else could he say, it was just a demonstration for Zhenbai, and there were so many troublesome things, after all, compared to other rewards in the system, painting is really just a reward skill.

"You really dare to say it. If you let those artists in the art world hear this goal, or even pursue it for a lifetime, they will probably die of anger directly."

Chihiro shook her head. She really didn’t understand how Aoba, who was only 16 years old, could achieve such exaggerated things, such as unparalleled academic ability, laudable cooking skills, and such enviable painting talent. But he happened to have such a weak character.

If it is other people of the same age as Qingye, even if he can only do one of the things that Qingye has shown, he will probably be so flamboyant that he would like everyone in the world to know him, enjoy the envious eyes, and be superior to others from now on. Fame and fortune.

But Aoba, she just clocked in and went home after school step by step, and also had to work part-time to earn meager living expenses, but she didn't have any thoughts of becoming famous, just living every day monotonously.

This makes Qianxun really confused. How did her sister educate her? If it weren't for the right opportunity, she probably wouldn't have shown her talents at all. This is not like a normal teenager at all, but More like a monk who looks down on the mortal world.

"At present, I just want to finish high school well. As for other things, I will talk about it later." Qingye shook his head. He knew that Qianxun sister felt sorry for his choice, but to Qingye, this was just It's just a one-time card reward.

What he pursues and hopes for is a different life experience, which is definitely not limited to this, or not limited to this world.

"Aoba, teach me how to draw." Mashiro looked at Aoba expectantly
In fact, regarding Aoba's choice, she has thoughts similar to Cousin Chihiro's in her heart. Perhaps compared to her current self, Aoba's paintings may be liked by more people.

Mashiro suddenly remembered that turning point, the child he met at the art exhibition.

If I hadn't become curious about the comics in his hands at that time, maybe I would still stay in England now, and I might be able to take that step like Aoba, but if I hadn't come to Japan, I wouldn't have been able to meet Aoba.

A contradiction appeared in Zhenbai's heart, what should he do.

At this moment, Aoba's figure became extremely tall in Zhenbai's sight, like a giant.Looking at his appearance, Zhenbai's soul, which had been silent since birth, jumped violently.Various complex emotions began to appear in her eyes.

She regained her composure after a moment, and now she suddenly understood why Qingye said so confidently when he met her for the first time that he was colorful and that he would dye the world with his own color.

Grandpa, it seems that you are wrong, Zhenbai is not the special one.

"Forget it, what you choose is your decision. Even if you have an opinion, it should be your sister, brother-in-law and the others. I'm already a little tired. I plan to go to the lounge to sleep for a while. Take care yourself, don't be late for class in the afternoon " Chihiro looked at Mashiro and Misaki who were surrounded by Aoba and shook her head, hoping that no teacher would come to her in the afternoon to complain that they didn't attend class.

"Okay, Miss Chihiro." Aoba nodded.

"Yeah." Misaki Kamikusa said.

"." Shiina Mashiro's eyes were all on Aoba.

"And you, Ritsu-chan, do you want to go too?" Chihiro said helplessly, not wanting to bother with those three people, and turned to look at Heheliu who was following her.

"Well, I don't know how to paint, so it's useless to stay." Ritsu Hehe looked at the three people gathered together with a complicated expression.

Chihiro looked at Ritsu Kawai for a while, but finally said nothing. It is normal for Ritsu Kawai to feel pressured. Just Mashiro and Misaki are enough to make people despair.As for that guy Aoba, Chihiro can see now that he is not human at all, he is a real monster.

"Then let's go, why don't you go to the teacher's lounge, there are a lot of snacks, and a lot of books." Chihiro said with a smile in Heheliu.

"Well, thank you, Miss Qianxun." He Heliu nodded.

"You have to call the teacher at school." Chihiro patted Kawai Ritsu's head.

As the door of the art room was closed, the discussion of the three people in the room was also blocked by the door. He Heli looked at the quiet corridor, then looked back at the door of the art room, as if it was two worlds, finally He just smiled and left here following in Qianxun's footsteps.

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"Miss, this is the information I just investigated below."

In a quiet conference room on campus, a girl wearing the uniform of the High School Affiliated to Suimei University of the Arts and wearing an armband on her left arm respectfully handed a document in her hand to the person sitting behind the desk. Girl, following the movement of the girl raising her hand, I saw two words clearly written on the armband, [Spiritual Discipline].

"Aoba Asama, gender male. Isn't this nonsense? Who wrote the information? A freshman in the general department of the senior high school affiliated to Suimei University of the Arts. Entrance score eh? Full point?"

The girl called Miss raised her head from the information, and the sun shone on her face through the window. It was the girl Miyano Rinka who stopped Asama Aoba and Kuki Miki at the school gate in the morning.At this moment, she looked at the girl in front of her who handed her the information with a strange expression.

"Rikako, that pervert who is spreading rumors and has full grades is him? Is that grade true?" Miyano Rinka rubbed her eyes vigorously with her hands in disbelief. look at the information.

"Miss, this is true. I have repeatedly confirmed it, and even directly used the authority of our Disciplinary Department to obtain the examination monitoring and examination papers of Asama Aoba at that time, and re-confirmed his entrance examination results. It's full." Yucheng Rikako looked at the lady who didn't trust her with an aggrieved expression.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but this..." Miyano Rinka looked embarrassed in the face of the aggrieved Tamaki Rikako, looking at her playmate who grew up with her together in embarrassment.

"Is this guy still a genius?" Rinka Miyano leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and after considering the possibility of falsifying her grades for a while, she shook her head directly. It is possible, and the school must have repeatedly confirmed it.

"Because of my aunt Chihiro Chihiro, I'm currently living in Sakurasou, the dormitory attached to the high school affiliated to Suimei University of Art, oh! It's that super dilapidated place with a bad reputation, where a bunch of weirdos live." Rin Miyano Hua nodded.

"A few days ago, I applied for a job as a chef in a family restaurant. On the first day of work, the order quantity of the back kitchen exceeded the standard. Among them, dishes such as black pepper filet made by Asama Aoba were sold directly due to insufficient raw materials. Light, the reason is that customers keep adding orders. Huh?"

Miyano Rinka blinked in confusion, looked up at Rikako Tamaki in front of her, rubbed her eyes again, thought for a moment, then took out her mobile phone from the drawer, and clicked Opened the calendar APP.

A few seconds later, Miyano Rinka put down the phone, turned her gaze back to the information in her hand and started to stare blankly.

"Uh, Rikako"

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