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

Qian Zhuyue was confused by Nan Yu's indifferent attitude. She didn't expect her to be so unscrupulous, "Aren't you afraid?"

Nan Yu: "What am I afraid of? I just want to make the matter bigger and let the whole school know how Mao Nianzhen injured his hand. We can't just let the people in the student union know."

"After all, her injuries are not serious."

Qian Zhuyue's expression changed when she heard this. She was the one who injured Mao Nianzhen's hand. She thought her injury was not serious at the time.

And if she was really hurt, why didn't she come to her at that time?

But now when I heard Nan Yu suddenly say this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in my heart.

Mao Nianzhen probably left not because his hand was not seriously injured, but because of the power of the student union.

If this is the case, she will not end well if she gets into trouble at school.

Mao Nianzhen was a medical student, which influenced her to become a doctor in the future. The school would not be as easy to deceive as those in the student union, and the school would definitely expel her.

In addition, they are accused of robbing medical schools of resources.

But if Nan Yu makes trouble at the school by injuring Xia Shuyun, she won't be able to escape. Is she really not afraid?

Qian Zhuyue looked at Nan Yu and said, "Nan Yu, if you really hurt Xia Shuyun, you will also be fired."

Nan Yu: "Then let's try?"

As soon as Nan Yu finished speaking, the pain in Xia Shuyun's hand suddenly intensified again, "It hurts...it hurts, let go."

Nan Yu looked at them and said lazily: "Go... or not?"

Although it was a question, it was in a positive tone, as if she was sure that Qian Zhuyue would compromise.

Qian Zhuyue clenched her fists and finally relaxed, "Let's go, let her go!"

Nan Yu slowly let go of his hand, then picked up the hand towel on the side and wiped it carefully, "Get out of here."

Xia Shuyun looked at the person in front of him. Even though he hated Nan Yu deeply in his heart, he did not dare to offend her at this time.

If she really loses her hand, then she will have nothing and can only follow Qian Zhuyue quickly and leave.

Before leaving, he glared at them fiercely, "Nan Yu, just wait for me."

Xia Shuyun followed Qian Zhuyue not far away and asked, "Zhuyue, did we let that Nan Yu go so easily?"

Qian Zhuyue turned around and stared at Nan Yu and Lan Xinnuo, who were still in their positions. "So what if they snatch it back? Even if they draw the poster, they may not be able to participate in the competition in the end."

Hearing this, Xia Shuyun immediately understood what Qian Zhuyue meant, "Zhuyue, do you mean to wait until they finish the painting before destroying it?"

Qian Zhuyue said nothing, glanced at Nan Yu, who showed some arrogance in his movements, and then walked away.

........

After Lan Xinnuo saw Qian Zhuyue and the others walking away, "Nan Yu, you just said that Mao Nianzhen's hand was seriously injured. What happened?"

She clearly remembered that this was not what Nan Yu said in front of Mao Nianzhen.

Nan Yu: “I made it up.”

Mao Nianzhen's hand was only slightly sprained. She just said that just to drive away Qian Zhuyue.

After all, a good student like her cares most about her own glorious image.

Lan Xinuo understood Nan Yu's trick after hearing this, "Nan Yu, you are so smart, and you were so handsome just now."

"However, I just saw that Xia Shuyun was in such pain. You didn't really cripple her hand, did you?"

Nan Yu glanced at her and said, "I'm just letting her suffer a little. I'm lazy and she's not worth my effort."

Lan Xinnuo: "..."

What Nan Yu means is that Xia Shuyun is not qualified enough to let her use her strength to destroy her hands, so she can beat people with you and choose the target.

But hearing what she said made Lan Xinnuo feel a little relieved. She had heard Ou Jingjing say that Nan Yu knew Chinese medicine, so he should know a lot about people's acupuncture points.

If Nan Yu really crippled that person's hand, then she would really be fired because of that unworthy person, and the loss outweighs the gain.

Lan Xinnuo looked at the things in front of her with some distress, and sighed, "So what if I snatch it back? There's no one to draw it."

She just contacted the people who were supposed to report on the poster here, but basically no news.

Those who responded directly rejected the message, saying that they couldn't win anyway, so why bother to put in the effort.

Lan Xinnuo sighed again, "Everyone doesn't come to draw if they think they can't win. If only one person can get the first place in the exam, then the others don't have to take the exam."

Originally, few people were willing to participate in this kind of competition with a slim chance of winning, but now because of the commotion caused by people from the Academy of Fine Arts, even fewer people came.

Lan Xinnuo really regrets it now. She regrets that when her mother forced her to learn painting, she didn't take it seriously.

Nan Yu looked at her distressed look and said, "Who told you, no one painted it."

Lan Xinnuo: "?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nanyu, we are here."

Lan Xinnuo turned around when she heard the voice and saw Yu Wenyin and Qi Zhihui walking towards here with tools.

Lan Xinnuo looked at them, "Nan Yu, who are you going to let draw?"

"None of us know how to do it!"

At this time, Yu Wenyin raised her hand cautiously, "That...Xin Nuo, I can do it!"

Lan Xinnuo: "?!"

Lan Xinnuo stared at Yu Wenyin, "Yu Wenyin, how dare you lie to me!"

Last night she was still wondering if anyone in the dormitory could do it. After all, she could get extra credits, but no one said she could do it at that time.

Yu Wenyin looked at the somewhat irritable Lan Xinuo and explained weakly: "I have learned it before, but I was afraid that I would not be good at painting, so..."

Lan Xinnuo rolled her eyes, "Then, why aren't you afraid now?"

Yu Wenyin pointed at Nan Yu, "Nan Yu encouraged me to paint."

Lan Xinuo pointed at Yu Wenyin, "You told Nan Yu that you could draw, but you didn't even tell me?"

Lan Xinnuo is now surrounded by a strong smell of vinegar.

Then Lan Xinnuo looked at Qi Zhihui again, "I should be the last one from 306 to know, right?"

Qi Zhihui: "I just knew it a few minutes before you did."

Yu Wenyin: "I didn't tell Nan Yu, and I don't know how she knew."

After Mao Nianzhen's accident today, Nan Yu asked her to come here to give it a try. She was a little confused at the time, and she didn't know when Nan Yu discovered that she could draw.

After Yu Wenyin finished speaking, everyone looked at Nan Yu.

Nan Yu: "Oh, I saw her painting a few days ago, so I found out about it."

Everyone nodded in understanding and exclaimed that Dao Nanyu’s eyes were so sharp!

Only Yu Wenyin was a little confused. She didn't draw during the days she came to school, and she thought maybe she didn't pay attention to the few strokes she drew one day.

In fact, it was Nan Yu who knew Yu Wenyin could draw through the way she held the pen and the lines she drew, and she must have been painting for a long time.

Lan Xinnuo pointed to a large blackboard behind her, "But for such a big place, the school will have to inspect it tomorrow afternoon. Wen Yin will definitely not have enough time by herself."

Yu Wenyin: "You guys can help me get started. It should be completed by tomorrow morning."

Lan Xinnuo: "In this case, is it equivalent to the results we have achieved together? Can we all get extra credits?"

The remaining three people: "..."

Qi Zhihui: "I'm speechless. Why are you so obsessed with credits?"

Lan Xinnuo: "Being able to add credits right at the beginning of school is of great significance in the Imperial Academy."