Peak Life [Quick Transmigration]

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, and Wu Ming raised his head from the table in a daze, his cheeks were red because he slept on his arms.

He looked around and saw that the classroom was very quiet, with occasional voices. In this special period, no one wanted to waste time on unimportant things, except Wu Ming.

Wu Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the deskmate next to him. The deskmate was wearing big black-rimmed glasses. His originally handsome face was somewhat covered up, but he could still tell that he was a handsome guy, and he was liked by Wu Ming. type.

"Lin Ling, let me copy your homework later." Wu Ming said with a smile, his eyes gliding greedily across Lin Ling's face, and then his smile became brighter.

Lin Ling was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him with no emotion in his eyes, "Mathematics? Or English?"

"Everything, otherwise you'll do it for me." Wu Ming raised his chin and looked at Lin Ling with a smile in his eyes.

Lin Ling stopped talking and ignored Wu Ming.

Wu Ming turned his head to look at the sun out of boredom. The sun in mid-April was already very hot. They were doing the last round of review for their third year in an old building with a sense of history. The old building was tightly covered by creepers. Strictly speaking, only the corridor was able to reveal a bit of light.

This kind of house is good for Wu Ming to look at, but it feels uncomfortable to live in. Fortunately, he also sleeps and draws in class, so it's nothing.

The window was not open, and at this moment the sunlight was just projecting in from among the densely packed creepers, and a few faint rays of light hit Wu Ming's face, Wu Ming squinted his eyes comfortably, very comfortable, he was like a lazy kitten.

'System, why do I feel my soul is still weak. '

[Compared to the previous world, your body in this world can already be considered healthy. 】'You know, I want much more than that. '

[The consequences of being too greedy will always outweigh the gains. If you choose to repair your soul forcefully, you will be stupid in the next world. Do you want to choose? 】Wu Ming put his hands in front of his eyes, those white lights hit his fingers, and cast shadows on his fair face.

'not good. '

【Work hard, Dad loves you. 】

'Dad, you are so annoying, you will take advantage of me. '

Wu Ming smiled, his soul was much better than before, at least he didn't feel any more pain, even the occasional feeling of weakness when he raised his hand still meant that he hadn't returned to his peak period.

At least, it will take dozens of worlds to fully heal, but even if he is healed, there is still a big gap from before.

He will never return to his previous peak, whether it is soul power or spiritual power.

Wu Ming let out a breath, and there was a bit of silence from the corners of his eyes.

Lin Ling was lowering her head to do the paper, but raised her head and glanced at Wu Ming inexplicably, froze slightly, frowned, handed the paper to Wu Ming agitatedly, and said angrily: "Here, no Just a few papers."

Wu Ming turned his head to look at Lin Ling, and smiled, "Thank you."

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and his fingers slid across Lin Ling's palm, gently and itchy, and he grasped the strength very well, so that people would not feel that it was done on purpose, but they would not be ignored either.

Sure enough, Lin Ling stretched out his hand back, rubbed it a little uncomfortable, then scratched his palm with his fingertips, and then continued to concentrate on doing the paper.

Lin Ling, the person he wants to mess with in this world.

Wu Ming took the paper and didn't copy it. Instead, he raised his chin and looked at Lin Ling's side. After looking at it for a while, he said softly, "Actually, you are very good-looking. Change your glasses, your hair is shorter, and your forehead is full. It would be better, obviously attractive, covered up."

Lin Ling's pen paused, and he made a mistake in the formula just now. He found an eraser on the messy table and began to wipe it. He said without looking back, "If you continue to harass me, I will change the table."

"I'm sorry." Wu Ming tilted his head, "You know, I'm an art student, and I always like to look more at beautiful things."

Lin Ling froze for a moment, and even more irritatedly wiped the paper with the plasticine. The paper made a 'rustling' sound when he wiped it away.

That's right, Wu Ming is an art student, and he is good at drawing. He only joined their class this semester, so he didn't have much impression of him before.

It is said that after passing the unified examination, he went to take the school examinations of several schools. As long as there is time, he has already passed the three art schools, and one of them can be said to be the best.

But after the exam, it will be the end of February. In his situation, he should choose a training school outside to attack culture. He is the only one of the art and sports students who passed the line. Study honestly.

Then, became his deskmate.

When Wu Ming became his deskmate, the first thing Wu Ming did was stare at him for a long time, and then smiled like a flower, "You look good, I like you."

At that time, Lin Ling's mood was extremely complicated. He comforted himself that the boy's liking probably refers to the kind of liking for a thing or a painting, and then he ignored it.

But since then, Wu Ming has often looked at him, and then drew him. Lin Ling glanced at countless sketches, and many of them were him.

Besides him, what Wu Ming painted most were roses, all kinds of roses, beautiful, fragile, blooming in the wind, rain, and sunshine.

Obviously there is only a simple pencil, but it seems to be a magic pen in his hand. Under the strokes of the brush, it seems that the flower has come to life.

"Shushasha—" Lin Ling was slightly taken aback when he heard the sound of the paintbrush next to him, and turned around to look.

Wu Ming took a sketchbook and began to draw him again. There was a big pen box on his desk, which was filled with all kinds of pens, as well as a knife and plasticine. Wu Ming liked to use a kind of rubber called 'Rose' Mud, the quality is average, but Wu Ming said he likes the name.

"Don't move, turn around, I like to draw your profile." Wu Ming said in a low voice, staring at him for a while, and looking at the drawing book for a while.

Lin Ling lowered her head and continued to do the questions.

In just a few minutes, Wu Ming finished the drawing. The quality of his sketches has nothing to do with the speed. The main reason is that he has already drawn Lin Ling very well. draw it.

After drawing a piece of speed, the teacher came to class again. In English class, Wu Ming looked away, turned a page in the sketchbook, and started drawing roses again.

The English teacher took a look at Wu Ming and was a little displeased, but he didn't bother to care about it. When Wu Ming came back at the beginning, they looked at Wu Ming like this and were a little angry.

However, his painting skills have been so good that the school over there has let go of the word, no matter what his cultural achievements are, he can go directly to the school.

In addition to the last monthly exam, Wu Ming ranked second, and Lin Ling ranked first.

Now, the teacher doesn't care about him anymore, just paint if you like painting, and paint for a lifetime if you have the ability.

Wu Ming drew the rose carefully. He first sketched a rough shape. He wanted to draw a large area of ​​roses, so the big model was more abstract.

Then he went to outline the direction of those branches and vines, slowly drew a model, and finally drew the details. The blossoming roses, front, side, hidden, and unopened, were vivid inside.

He paints very slowly and puts all his energy into the painting when he is concentrating.

It's just such a person, who is usually careless and doesn't care about anything, but when he is painting, he is so dedicated that he can't spare any energy for others.

Lin Ling frowned, and couldn't help but glance to the side, suppressing some irritability, and trying her best to focus on her study.

But I can't let it go.

Lin Ling is very clear about the reason for this, it happened last week, because of that incident, he couldn't take his mind off Wu Ming at all, those restless thoughts made Lin Ling feel strange and irritable, he felt like this It's wrong, but there's no way to stop it.

Because a week ago, Wu Ming kissed him.

A very light kiss, with that kind of liking, but Lin Ling couldn't tell what kind of liking Wu Ming was.

It was an evening self-study. Wu Ming didn't want to go to class, so he took him to the studio and asked him to be his model. He wanted to draw a sketch for Lin Ling. Lin Ling didn't want to go, but Wu Ming brought him meals in the morning and at noon. Sorry to say no.

In addition, he didn't like the evening self-study very much, and there was no teacher, so he agreed.

In the studio, Wu Ming seriously drew him on the easel. Wu Ming was also very good at sketching portraits. Gradually, he moved the easel closer to Lin Ling, suddenly frowned, and reached out to touch Lin Ling. Touch Lin Ling's face.

Lin Ling turned her head and wanted to move away, but Wu Ming's focused eyes jumped and she didn't dare to move.

After touching Wu Ming, he continued to draw. It took Wu Ming about two and a half hours to sketch a figure, and it might take him three hours if the drawing was relatively complete.

But Wu Ming didn't finish the painting, so he touched Lin Ling's face again, and couldn't help but leaned forward to kiss her.

Lin Ling was so frightened that she fell off the stool, and looked at Wu Ming in disbelief and shock.

Wu Ming also seemed to have been awakened, looking at Lin Ling puzzled, "What's wrong."

"What's the matter?" Lin Ling said angrily.

Wu Ming thought for a while, with a calm expression, "Treating my works, this is my way of expressing my liking, does it scare you?"

"You're fucking sick." Lin Ling was stimulated by the words of the work. After cursing, he turned around and went back to self-study. Continue to paint, may have gone home.

Lin Ling couldn't help guessing, but didn't bother.

When he returned home at night, the empty room made him toss and turn, and he couldn't sleep. All the images of the studio flashed in his mind. He was a little irritable, and he had... some unexplainable emotions in it.

The next day Lin Ling decided not to talk to Wu Ming, but Wu Ming seemed like a normal person, and Lin Ling felt even angrier.

What is this?

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell for the end of get out of class rang again, and Lin Ling regained consciousness belatedly, and found that he had wasted another class. It was such a tense time, but he couldn't concentrate on studying.

After school, even at noon the classroom was quiet.

This class is full of top students, who know which university they want to go to and work hard for it. Wu Ming is the only exception in it, but he just integrated into it without leaving a trace.

After eating, Lin Ling went back to the classroom to rest for a while, or to read a book again.

Five or six people fell asleep in the classroom, probably because they were too tired, and they planned to rest for a while before going to eat.

Wu Ming was sitting by the window. The sun was shining brightly at this moment, and the light turned white. Even though the creeper was blocking it, some fell on Wu Ming's body and his fingers on Wu Ming's drawing board.

Wu Ming's fingers are very beautiful, Lin Ling noticed this when he saw Wu Ming draw.

His finger bones are distinct, a little thin, and very white. Even if he often holds a pen, there are no calluses on his jaws and palms, and his fingertips are very round. Lin Ling has seen many hands, but he is sure that none of them are thicker than Wu Ming's. Be pretty.

When Wu Ming is painting in Shasha, his fingers seem to be dancing, making people unable to move their eyes away.

The white light hit Wu Ming's finger, making the finger whiter and crystal clear, and this word popped up in Lin Ling's mind.

He didn't say anything, pursed his lips and sat next to Wu Ming, then picked up the book and began to read it. After reading it for a while, he found that he couldn't read it, so he planned to sleep for a while. He took off his glasses, pinched his temples and then Lie down.

This posture of sitting on the table and resting is not good for the body, but they have no choice in the third year of high school.

When he fell asleep, he heard the rustling of the painting beside him seemed to pause for a while.

Wu Ming looked at Lin Ling who had fallen asleep, and turned his head. Lin Ling who took off his glasses was obviously more handsome. He was suitable for wearing glasses with gold rims or no mirror sockets. His hair was shorter, and he looked more handsome. Very temperamental and dignified, but not too bookish, because his body is full of hormones.

Letting out a breath, the sunlight moved to Lin Ling's side, he frowned, Wu Ming closed the window, and then stood up the sketchbook to help him block the glare of the sunlight.

In this area without curtains, Wu Ming turned his head and raised his chin to look at the creeper in front of the window sill.

Lush green, living and growing hard under the sun, it seems that it wants to swallow the whole building, and it is like a stubborn child, hugging its treasure tightly.

Wu Ming closed his eyes, the shadows of his eyelids fell on his eyelids, faintly, he was very pure, the kind that made people feel very clean, all the filth was not worthy of being placed in front of his eyes, it would dirty him s eyes.

【He's already irritable now, let's make persistent efforts. 】

'No, let him pass the college entrance examination and enter the school he most wants to go to. '

【No rush. 】

'How come, this is also an opportunity. '

【make persistent efforts. 】

'I will. '

Wu Ming was groggy and lay down to go to sleep.

He was still holding the drawing board in his hand, insisting on blocking the sunlight for Lin Ling.

Lin Ling got up before him and also saw this scene. A strange emotion flashed in his heart. He stretched out his hand and carefully took the drawing board off Wu Ming's hand.

He glanced at Wu Ming who was still sleeping, hesitated for a while, and opened the sketchbook.

One after another, many him.

Those who sleep, those who make papers, those who lean against the railing to rest, and those who carry schoolbags and walk alone on the road, are out of place with the surroundings.

Yes, he doesn't fit in with the surroundings. Lin Ling feels that he can't get along with everyone. He and Wu Ming exist strangely in this class. No one wants to talk to them, and he doesn't want to get in touch with them. , all the students just happened to be studying in one classroom.

"Does it look good?" Suddenly, Wu Ming laughed.

Lin Ling didn't panic, but looked towards Wu Ming. Wu Ming was still sleeping on his arms, and just looked at him with a pair of eyes, which were pure but beautiful.

"It looks good." Lin Ling returned subconsciously.

I don't know whether it means that Wu Ming looks good at the moment, or the people or flowers in Wu Ming's painting book are good-looking.

Lin Ling put the drawing board back, and took a sip from the water glass next to him. He was used to bringing his own glass. There were some refreshing things in it, and it was good to drink.

"The exam is coming soon, let's study hard." Lin Ling covered the quilt tightly, and then said to Wu Ming.

"I don't need to study." Wu Ming said softly. He has already been sent a message from the Academy of Fine Arts. As long as he comes, he can be admitted regardless of his cultural achievements.

Lin Ling also thought of this, and paused slightly, "That's right, you are going to the Academy of Fine Arts."

Wu Ming suddenly chuckled, "Let's talk about it."

Then, be silent.

In the days that followed, Wu Ming became much quieter. He would still paint Lin Ling occasionally, but more often he would paint Rose. Sometimes he would do papers and read books. He was too different, but Lin Ling felt that he should be like this.

Do whatever you want, without restraint.

Soon, it will be the college entrance examination.

Wu Ming was afraid of delaying Lin Ling's performance, so he settled down these days, and even gnawed the papers for a few days.

The college entrance examination was very difficult for Wu Ming, not because he couldn't do it, but because he had to change his ways and use the most stupid way to do it, and he had to calculate the approximate score to exclude all unexpected situations. Wu Ming spent an hour to finish the question , I feel that it is almost the same as Lin Ling's score, and the difference should be within three points.

The two-day college entrance examination passed quickly, and Wu Ming put his and Lin Ling's scores down to five points. He knew Lin Ling's level, and he also knew that Lin Ling would definitely go to that school.

Two days after the college entrance examination, the class organized the last class meeting. Wu Ming didn't have too much emotion and didn't want to go, but thought that Lin Ling might be able to go, so he had to go and pick up the thread and go.

It's a buffet, it's pretty good, Wu Ming met Lin Ling at the door, he didn't seem to want to come very much, but he hesitated, and finally came.

Wu Ming walked towards Lin Ling and patted him on the shoulder, "Since we don't want to have dinner together, let's hang out together."

Wu Ming smiled, he knew that when he laughed, few people would reject him.

Lin Ling nodded, and Wu Ming's smile deepened. He went to pull Lin Ling's hand, but Lin Ling refused.

Wu Ming and Lin Ling were walking on the street. It was still early, so there were quite a lot of people on the street. The warm wind passed by, making it very comfortable.

Wu Ming saw ice cream next to him, so he bought two and gave one to Lin Ling, but Lin Ling said no.

"It's okay, you hold it for me, I'll eat this one first before eating." Wu Ming said.

Lin Ling accepted it.

Wu Ming stuck out his pink tongue and licked the ice cream, it was very sweet and cool.

He led Lin Ling aimlessly on the street, looking at the street lights, pedestrians, and this huge city.

"Which school do you want?" Wu Ming asked casually.

"Z is big."

"Well, I'm going to Z University too." Wu Ming nodded and said with a smile.

Lin Ling's footsteps paused, Wu Ming's score is not low, even if he doesn't take the culture score of the Academy of Fine Arts, he can get into University Z, but he has passed the school exam, why not go.

"Why." Thinking, he asked.

"Because," Wu Ming looked at Lin Ling, his eyes were calm, and there were stars in them, "Z has you."

Lin Ling looked over in surprise, he didn't understand what was good about him, and what good was he worth.

"Go back, it's getting cold." Lin Ling lowered his eyes, and the broken hair on his forehead also fell down, covering his big eye sockets and eyes.

"Cut your hair and change your glasses. Your forehead is very full, and you will be very handsome when you show it." Wu Ming approached Lin Ling, then lifted the hair on his forehead, looked carefully for a while, and looked at Lin Ling's face. He took off his glasses and threw them into the river next to him.

"Plop." Submerged, there is no trace anymore, only the ripples on the water surface are still rippling.

"Now, I owe you a pair of glasses." Wu Ming smiled heartlessly, brushed the ice cream on Lin Ling's nose lightly, and handed Lin Ling the contact information on his hand, "Hey, If you want to go to University Z with me, please contact me."

After speaking, Wu Ming waved to Lin Ling and ran away.

Lin Ling stood there, eyes flickering, then took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe off the ice cream on his nose, exhaled, rubbed the tissue and threw it into the trash.

He admitted that his heart was in turmoil, just like the surface of the water, but he wasn't worth it.

If Wu Ming really got to know him and walked into his life, he would probably hate him. In fact, Wu Ming only liked this face from the beginning to the end.

Lin Ling went back to his own house. His house was not too big or small. It was very big for one person and a bit crowded for a family. It was an old residential building. When he went upstairs, the light between the stairs was broken. The warm yellow light flashes and flashes, and it probably won't come on again.

Lin Ling took out the key and opened the door. There was no one at home, only him.

It's very concise, but also very broad. He needs too little alone. He looks at everything here with a bit of unwillingness in his eyes.

He knew that Wu Ming's family was very good. He had seen someone from Wu Ming's family come to pick him up more than once. It was a very expensive car with a dedicated driver and housekeeper.

For such a person, why did he fall in love with him? Is it really because of this face?

Lin Ling was puzzled. He went to the bathroom, turned on the light, and a very handsome boy appeared in the mirror. His appearance was still a little green, but the taste of time was already flowing in his eyes. In a few years, Probably he will become more handsome, and yes, his family's genes have always been good.

He lowered his eyes and grabbed the hair on his forehead. Indeed, his forehead was full and looked even better when it was exposed.

Perhaps, he really should change himself.

Subconsciously, Lin Ling felt that he was not worthy of being friends with people like Wu Ming, because he was not worthy, so he was not worthy.

There are many things in this world that are so unwilling. Some people are born with things that ordinary people can't experience in a lifetime, while some people work hard for a lifetime, but they don't get a hand from many people.

He has long understood the ways of the world, so he is so indifferent to everything around him.

But for some reason, when he thought of Wu Ming, he felt a little irritable.

Amidst the irritability, there are still some inexplicable emotions hidden.

Never had, but...not annoying.

And here, after Wu Ming returned home, he found that there was someone in the house.

It is true that his family is quite wealthy, his parents are in business, and he has two older brothers on his head, both of whom are excellent, so it is enough for the youngest son to be good-looking and to be able to get it out, there is no need to ask for anything.

"Obviously, after the college entrance examination, which school do you plan to go to?" His eldest brother sat on the sofa and read a magazine, and asked casually when he saw him coming in.

"Z is big."

"Very good, do you want to come to the company for an internship during the summer vacation?" His eldest brother still looked casual.

In this kind of family, family affection always seems to be stingy, and the way to express family affection is to use money is a more direct way.

"No, thank you, brother." Wu Ming returned politely and unfamiliarly.

Then, he went upstairs. His eldest brother was not bad, probably because of the eldest son, so he had to take care of his younger brothers. On the contrary, the second brother was a little too strong, but he caused some troubles in the past two years and he himself He worked hard outside and heard that he was doing well. Every time his father mentioned it, he was very happy.

Wu Ming didn't feel much about these things. This family didn't have much so-called affection for him. Anyway, his mission goal was not here, so why waste time trying to establish a good relationship.

He took a shower, then lay on the bed and stared at his phone for a while.

According to Lin Ling's temperament, it is indeed impossible to call him right now, and it will take at least a few days to call him, and it may even be a few days before the start of school.

Tsk, so this kind of boring person is the hardest to deal with.

'Is that right, the system. '

【what. 】

'I'm the best looking. '

[... I remain silent. 】

"Mensao has low self-esteem, high IQ and anti-social, I think your pieces are getting weirder and weirder. '

[You have an illusion. 】

'No, don't think that I don't know that he has begun to develop towards the dark side, and I feel that I will have a rough life in this world. '

[You hallucinate. 】

Wu Ming sighed, propped his chin up and thought for a while, then poked the system again.

'After I left in the last world, what happened to that fragment. '

[You don't even want to mention your name, you died, I took it back before you died. 】

'How to die. '

[Martyrdom. 】

'how romantic. '

[If you have seen it with your own eyes, you will not think so. 】

Wu Ming was silent, rubbed his eyes, he was a little sleepy.

'It's okay, Shard's personal emotions have nothing to do with you, so don't vent your anger on me then. '

【Sleep, I will guard for you. 】

You have never fulfilled your duty as a guard, Wu Ming muttered, then rolled the blanket around his body and fell asleep.

After a while, a person came into his room. The person stared at Wu Ming's face for a while, then came over and gently touched Wu Ming's face. As if thinking of something, he moved his hand away in panic, his eyes Sweeping at Wu Ming's body, he sighed.

He got up and went out with ease.

After the room became quiet again, Wu Ming opened his eyes, glanced at the ceiling expressionlessly, and closed them again.

See, he said the system never did half of his guarding for him.

It's good to hear this kind of words once, don't take it seriously, just treat him as farting.

Wu Ming spent several days leisurely at home, during which his father also called and asked him if he would like to go to the company for an internship during the summer vacation.

Wu Ming refused, saying that he planned to take the driver's license test during the summer vacation, and he would talk about the work after he graduated.

Then there was no talking there. For Wu's father, the third son was as long as he was happy. Anyway, his two sons were enough to make him proud.

Wu Ming did apply for a driving school, but he didn't go to learn it. He went directly to the test and passed every one. He rejected his elder brother's kindness to give him a car, saying that he was still studying, no A mobility aid is required.

It was not until the end of August that Wu Ming received a call from Lin Ling.

Wu Ming thought that this person would call him only after he entered school, but he didn't expect it to be very fast.

Of course, he will not know how much Lin Ling has done in the past two months. He is very talented in computers, so he has been busy in this area for the past two months, but Lin Ling thinks that Very satisfied.

He felt like a bottle of hot water that had been filled with water, was covered, and wanted to gush out.

If he doesn't find some gaps, he is afraid that he will go crazy.

Lin Ling just said a few words to confirm the time and place for Wu Ming to go to Z University, and then said nothing.

Wu Ming held the phone in a daze, so he hated men who are boring.

Bored girl, just say you want to be with me, baby, I miss you, I want to be with you, I'll have sex with you every minute, okay?

irritable.

Wu Ming threw his mobile phone on the bed, feeling a little discouraged, and glanced under the window. There were roses planted in the garden, which he asked for.

His things have been packing up these few days. Z University is in the next city. It takes three hours to drive, which is not close. The housekeeper insisted on sending him off, but Wu Ming refused. Ming also refused.

He just went to school, feeling as if he was parting from life and death.

On the day he left, he was carrying two big boxes, but the housekeeper once again offered to send him off. After all, Wu Ming really didn't need to wrong himself.

Wu Ming hesitated for a while, struggled on top of the two big boxes for a while, but didn't resist anymore.

"Just deliver it to the school gate, and I'll do the rest myself."

When Wu Ming said this, the housekeeper was quite worried, but he still arranged for the driver to come over.

Sure enough, Wu Ming got off the car when he reached the school gate. Seniors were welcoming the newcomers at the school gate. Wu Ming asked the housekeeper and the others to leave quickly. He could do it by himself. The housekeeper seemed a little worried, but there was nothing he could do.

Wu Ming looked at the school at the gate of the school. How many students have worked so hard for so many years just to enter this school is really indescribably ridiculous.

He turned on the phone and pressed Lin Ling's number. He and Lin Ling had chosen the same major, and Wu Ming knew that Lin Ling would choose this major.

"Have you arrived? I'm a little later than the scheduled time. Now I'm at the gate of the school."

"I'm here. I'm in the dormitory. I'll pick you up." Lin Ling said succinctly.

Wu Ming put his phone back, glanced at the senior who came over to be a kind person, refused with a smile, and silently distanced himself from everyone. Except for the target person, he had no interest in anyone.

After a while, Lin Ling came over. There was a little sweat on his forehead, as if he was in a hurry.

He looked at Wu Ming, his eyes flickering slightly.

He cut his hair short, and put on a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, which looked more elegant. He was wearing casual clothes, and the hormonal aura on his body made the little girls around him unable to help but turn their heads to peek.

Wu Ming smiled, "I just said you look so good-looking."

Apart from two big boxes, Wu Ming also carried painting tools on his back. He was used to using his own easel and drawing board, and he was too lazy to change it, so he just carried it on his back.

"I'll help you get in. We are in the same class. I told the counselor that it's a dormitory. You go to sign in first."

There are not many people in their profession and there are not many classes. Fortunately, they are together.

Of course, when he said this, Lin Ling's eyes flickered slightly. Wu Ming knew that he must have done something bad. Wu Ming did not forget the plot information of this world.

He smiled, and obediently followed Lin Ling into the school.

Their counselor was a middle-aged man, one of those people who would meet three times a semester if they didn't care much.

After all, they are all college students, so there is no need to talk about and teach a lot of things, and I understand everything.

They are professional because there are few people, so they were very lucky to share a double room. Wu Ming was very happy. The inside of the room has been cleaned by Lin Ling. When he came down, Lin Ling was cleaning the water dispenser and tidying up the balcony by the way. turn.

Wu Ming looked at his own bed, they were the one with the table and bed together, they were quite big, Wu Ming began to step up the steps to make the bed, he only had one box for clothes and daily necessities, and the other box was for bedding, he He is used to sleeping, and he may not like the ones bought outside.

After laying it out, I wiped the cabinets clean and put the clothes in, and the table was simply tidied up.

He just entered school, with few things, and it looked strangely deserted. He glanced at Lin Ling. Lin Ling had fewer things, but the computer on the desk was more eye-catching. If you put a desktop computer in the dormitory , you are also eye-catching.

Wu Ming looked around and put the easel in front of the window. Their bedroom is in a good location, with a window, which is quite comfortable. There is a bamboo forest outside, which is very comfortable.

Wu Ming took out the sketchbook again, sat on the chair and looked at the painting Lin Ling.

Lin Ling was stunned. It was the same way before. Wu Ming liked to draw him when he was free. He drew a lot, a lot.

He didn't understand, because Wu Ming, did he really like this face?

The author has something to say: Thank you Xishi and Ben Baobao for throwing mine, thank you very much for another world opened, Sahua

Believe me baby, this world really takes the warm route~

Hahaha I don't have many manuscripts left, I've already started to close the ending, I don't know how to end it, I'm reluctant to give up, but I feel a little reconciled, I can't explain the feeling of being unclear.

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