The almighty daughter pretends to be weak and seeks a big boss to back her up.

As expected, as Ou Jingjing expected, the college issued an announcement the next day.

"In order to enrich the colorful life of military training and promote the spirit of perseverance in military training... the school specifically requires freshmen to draw a blackboard newspaper as a group with the college. At that time, our school will join hands with Nangong College for evaluation. I hope you will actively participate."

During a break in the military training, Lan Xinnuo took her mobile phone and saw the notice sent by the New Media Department, "Tsk, this Ou Jingjing is really well-informed. She just told us last night that a notice was sent to the school."

Qi Zhihui chimed in, "Indeed, but why don't many people from our college participate? It took so long to send out the notice, but only a few people signed up."

Lan Xinnuo sighed and said: "There is no way, our abilities are limited. We are all medical students, not art students. If I can draw well, I will definitely sign up enthusiastically. I can not only bring glory to the college, but also earn credits."

"But, as for my painting that looks like a dog crawling, it's better not to embarrass our college."

Qi Zhihui nodded, "That's right."

Nan Yu was resting lazily on a big tree nearby. Xi Moze sent a message, "How was the military training? Are you tired?"

Nan Yu: “It’s okay.”

Xi Moze: "It's been too hot in the imperial capital these days. If you can't hold on, you must go back and rest. Don't accidentally suffer from heatstroke and hurt your body."

Nan Yu: “Yeah.”

The fact that she was in poor health seemed to have been deeply imprinted on Xi Moze's mind, and her slightest abnormality would cause him to make big moves.

Just two days into the military training, he made a video call to her and noticed that she looked tired.

He immediately asked her to stop the military training and go back to Jingyue Huating to rest.

Xi Moze was about to hang up the phone and contact the dean of her college to ask for leave.

In the end, she stopped him by saying that proper training could improve her physical fitness and strengthen her body, which would actually be beneficial to her body.

And the reason why she was tired at that time was just because she stayed up all night with Yan Xi in the laboratory the night before, and it had nothing to do with military training.

Although she has physical problems, she is not unable to persist in such simple military training.

Xi Moze sent another message saying, "I'll have someone prepare lunch for you at noon, and Jin Huo will deliver it to school for you at noon."

Nan Yu refused, "No, I can just stay in the cafeteria with my roommates."

Xi Moze: "Be prepared. You can eat with them."

Nan Yu smiled, quite attentively, "Okay!"

........

As soon as Nan Yu put away her phone, she heard a sound of sobbing not far away, and she was not the only one who heard this sound.

Lan Xinnuo saw Mao Nianzhen in the next bedroom crying and walking towards her, and hurriedly walked towards her, "Mao Nianzhen, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Xinnuo was a lively and cheerful person, and he became close to the people in his dormitory within a day of arriving.

In less than two days, I became very friendly with the dormitory next door, so when I saw this situation, I naturally wanted to go up and take care of him.

Lan Xinnuo handed a few tissues to Mao Nianzhen, "Didn't you go to the bulletin board to draw a blackboard report? Why are you back at this time? Why are you still crying?"

Mao Nianzhen was already crying so much that she was speechless. The person next to her who went to draw the blackboard newspaper with her explained for her: "They are not those from the Academy of Fine Arts. Because they are art majors and are good at painting." Painting, just use this to bully us.”

"The school allocated a good place to our medical school. Those at the School of Fine Arts were dissatisfied with the place the school allocated to them, so they came to discuss changing it with us."

At this time, Mao Nianzhen had already calmed down a bit, and then the classmate said: "They didn't come to us...to discuss, they just robbed them directly."

Mao Nianzhen choked up, "We don't agree...it's of no use at all."

"They also directly grabbed our tools, saying that we occupies a good position and have good resources... we can't win the game, so we might as well... give it to them who have the hope of winning."

Lan Xinnuo's hot-tempered temper got angry when he heard this, and he cursed directly, "Damn it, how can this person be such a scoundrel? How shameless is he? He really knows how to put money in his own face."

"They are so awesome. Why don't we see people from their Academy of Fine Arts winning glory for our school in the past? Didn't they lose to Nangong Academy?"

Mao Nianzhen wiped his face with a tissue and continued: "She also... satirized us medical students, mocking us in a weird way that our hands are used to hold scalpels, not paintbrushes, which will contaminate them. brush."

Lan Xinnuo became even more angry when he heard this, "What's wrong with the medical students? Can't others be good at literature and martial arts? It's amazing to be able to draw a little."

"We medical students can hold both scalpels and paintbrushes. Can they?"

Lan Xinnuo asked: "They are so arrogant, will the student union just ignore them?"

Mao Nianzhen: "They just rely on knowing people in the school student union. They just rob them and no one cares about them."

The person next to Mao Nianzhen added: "They also attacked us and hurt Nianzhen's hand."

When Nan Yu, who had been sleeping with her eyes closed over there, heard this sentence, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards Mao Nianzhen.

Sure enough, I saw a few patches of red on the right wrist that Mao Nian was actually holding, as well as a few scratches.

The hands of medical students...are very important.

She also saw worry in Mao Nianzhen's eyes as he looked down at his hand. Mao Nianzhen touched his hand and whispered: "I don't know if it will affect the stability of the hand. I want to be a surgeon in the future."

Lan Xinnuo saw the injury on Mao Nianzhen's hand and stood up. Her anger reached its peak, "Don't they know how important a medical student's hands are?"

Lan Xinnuo said, pulling Mao Nianzhen, "Let's go, let's go find them to comment."

Mao Nianzhen waved his hand and refused. The classmate next to him said: "It's useless, because Nianzhen accidentally hit one of them in order to protect the tool from being taken away by them."

"They just said that we were the ones who made the move first, and they have people in the student union, and no one is on our side at all."

If it weren't for the people in the student union who favored those from the Academy of Fine Arts, they wouldn't have come back in such a mess.

Lan Xinnuo rolled up her sleeves after hearing this, "Okay, I'll go find them, but I don't believe it anymore. This doesn't make sense anymore."

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you!"

Lan Xinnuo, who was about to get up and leave, suddenly heard the voice. When she turned around, she saw that Nan Yu had arrived at some point.

She saw Nan Yu squatting next to Mao Nianzhen and said quietly: "Let me see your hands."

After receiving permission, Nan Yu picked up Mao Nianzhen's hand and inspected it gently. "It's nothing serious. Just go back and get some medicine and apply it for a while. Try not to move during this period."

Mao Nianzhen saw Nan Yu suddenly appearing next to him, and he didn't know why. It was obvious that like him, she was a freshman who had just entered the school and didn't have much experience.

But when he heard what she said, he still subconsciously chose to believe it. The stone in his heart suddenly fell, and he was no longer as worried about his hand as before.

Nan Yu continued: "After the injury is healed, practice more hand stability, which will be helpful for future surgeries."

Mao Nianzhen nodded.

Lan Xinnuo looked on and was dumbfounded. When Nan Yu was usually with them, he was usually very cold, but now he actually had such a gentle side.

But seeing the red eyes of Mao Nianzhen, she thought that Nan Yu might have seen Mao Nianzhen crying, so she spoke like that.

........

When Nan Yu and Lan Xinuo came to the drawing board, they saw people from the Academy of Fine Arts painting on the place that should have belonged to their medical school.

Lan Xinnuo said angrily: "How can these people be so shameless? They are so thick, and they can occupy our place so calmly, and bully Nian Zhen so miserably."

Lan Xinnuo said as she rolled up her sleeves and walked over there, "Hey, you are occupying our position now, get out of the way right now."

When the people from the Academy of Fine Arts saw Lan Xinnuo suddenly appearing, they didn't react for a moment, "Who are you?"

Although Lan Xinnuo was facing four people from the Academy of Fine Arts alone, he was not afraid at all. "Listen carefully, I am Lan Xinnuo from the medical school. Please return the place in our academy as soon as possible."

"It turns out they are from the medical school. Are they the reinforcements we found?"

The people from the Academy of Fine Arts looked at Lan Xinnuo and immediately smiled, "Go back?"

"Why? This place now belongs to our School of Fine Arts. What's the use of you medical school people participating in this competition? You won't win anyway, so you might as well give us the resources."

Lan Xinnuo originally thought that Mao Nianzhen and the others were too gentle and weak.

That's why I was bullied by them. Now it seems that these people are too shameless.

This is the first time in her life that she has seen such a shameless person, grabbing things with confidence.

Standing far away, Nan Yu listened casually to Lan Xinnuo's argument with the others. He took out a mint candy from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and looked at the bucket beside him.

Lan Xinnuo stared angrily at the people in front of him, "I'll say it again, will you let me or not?"

The leader Qian Zhuyue looked at Lan Xinuo who was alone in front of her, "We won't let..."

"Whoa~"

Just before Qian Zhuyue finished speaking, the blackboard newspaper next to her was suddenly poured with a bucket of water. She was the closest, and her clothes were splashed by a lot of water.

Qian Zhuyue looked at the water on her body and shouted, "Who?"

"I!"