Is there any justice in this world? He has such good cultural scores and is a student specializing in dance. Even his art scores are frighteningly good. This person is so irritating. Faced with Sun Rongrong’s many talents, Liu Tao resented in his heart like this
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With Sun Rongrong's help, the progress of painting the stage curtain was indeed accelerated a lot. It only took one afternoon for the two of them to lay out the preliminary framework. It is expected that they will be able to officially color it during the evening self-study.
Because the stage curtain was damaged, Fatty and the others were in no mood all day and did not come to the auditorium. I don’t know if these guys are in the classroom or in the dormitory. But if they don’t come, Liu Tao will
Also happy. Because it just gave him and Sun Rongrong time to be alone.
Seeing that get out of class was about to end in five minutes, Liu Tao thought to himself that it would be unseemly for a girl to be covered in paint and be seen. So he picked up a bucket of water for cleaning brushes and rinsed it. She turned to Sun Rongrong and said, "Sun Rongrong, get out of class is about to end. You should go back to the dormitory and take a shower first. You are covered in paint. If the male classmates who admire you in school know that I have tortured you into this, then my The sin is huge."
"Come on, you said it yourself. I don't have that charm. Wait a minute, let me finish drawing this cluster of leaves and then leave." Sun Rongrong held a gouache to outline the lines in one hand and a brush in the other.
Full of energy.
Seeing Sun Rongrong's behavior, Liu Tao shrugged silently and went to clean the tools. After cleaning the brush and bucket, Liu Tao walked out of the toilet door and bumped into Sun Rongrong walking towards him.
Liu Tao looked up, then raised the corners of his mouth and started laughing.
"Hahaha, hahaha~~~."
"Why are you laughing? Liu Tao?" Sun Rongrong narrowed his eyes in confusion and asked.
"Look at your nose, it's almost turning into a painted face." Liu Tao smiled and pointed at Sun Rongrong's nose. At this moment, Sun Rongrong's nose was stained with a little yellow paint.
Hearing Liu Tao's reminder, Sun Rongrong touched his nose, and then shouted in surprise, "Hey, when did this paint get on my nose?"
"What a careless little fool, let me wipe it for you." Liu Tao dotingly stretched out his hand and wiped Sun Rongrong's nose, while Sun Rongrong also squinted his eyes.
But the next second, both of them froze in action, and then took a step back in realization.