Chapter 290

"You!" Lin xiaorou was stabbed by ilanyou. Suddenly she became angry: "what's your right to say about me, ungrateful villain!"

"I'm ungrateful?" Yi Lan You despises a smile: "who is ungrateful villain who knows in the heart."

"What do you mean." Lin xiaorou thinks she doesn't owe ilanyou anything.

"You asked me out for dinner, didn't you?" Ilanyou asked first.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Lin xiaorou has arms around her chest. This is where ilanyou should thank her.

"If you don't ask me out for dinner, I won't meet any hooligans, and I won't be able to deal with anything after that." Yilanyou looks at Lin xiaorou's eyes and asks, "aren't you responsible at all? Don't forget that it was you who first angered the hooligans? "

"I......" Lin xiaorou frowns. It's elanyou's Biaozi that really talks too much, right?

"No matter what." Yi Lanyou interrupts Lin xiaorou's words: "you should apologize to me first, instead of blaming me at the beginning. To say the least, Xiao Bo's classmate is me who was injured by mistake. Are you not jointly and severally responsible?"? Is it necessary to accuse me of being arrogant? "

"No, i..."

Yilanyou didn't give Lin xiaorou a chance to cut in. "You have such a loud voice that you seem to be filled with righteous indignation. Do you want to shirk responsibility or what?"

"No!" Lin xiaorou also wanted to quibble about what the class bell rang, and Bai Yiming came in with a book. His appearance ended the short-lived farce between classes.

"What are you doing standing up for?" As soon as Bai Yiming entered the classroom, he saw yilanyou and Lin xiaorou standing face-to-face in a long distance. Some of the other students stood and some sat looking at them blankly, as if they wanted to persuade them and didn't know how to open their mouth: "after class, they all went back to their seats."

“……” Hearing Bai Yiming say so, everyone is sitting in their own place.

Lin xiaorou turned around and sat down after staring at yilanyou. This time, the relationship between the two was over completely, and the students in the class were also in the eyes, but they were basically used to it. Everyone's class from small to large would have one or two people who didn't like each other, and this time it really felt like Lin xiaorou deliberately looked for something.

Since the last class party, when she said she would not go to KTV after she was ill, everyone had a bad impression on her.

"First of all, let's give applause to Zhang Ya and ilanyou." Bai Yiming said with a smile, "celebrate their safety and triumph."

Everyone clapped at the sound.

"These two students didn't have normal class notes or anything during this period, so we remember to actively share them with them." Bai Yiming opened the book: "now we open the book, let's talk about it today..."

In the quiet classroom, the sound of flipping the pages is peaceful and pleasant. In early spring, the warm sunshine shines into the classroom through the bright window. The young students' concentrated and serious expression is a beautiful picture.

After class, Wang Xiaoman sent his books and notebooks to ilanyou's desk: "this is my Chinese notes, and then the key points in the Chinese books are drawn with fluorescent strokes, with notes beside them."

"Thank you." Yilanyou turned over the notebook and saw a lot of graffiti on it: "Xiaoman, you are very good-looking at painting, and you have made more progress than before." She remembered that Wang Xiaoman was drawing blackboard newspapers and other things in the classroom during primary and secondary school.

"Just paint and play." Wang Xiaoman smiled. She was not very good at anything. She was making up lessons all the time. She worked hard to get to the current level, and it seems that it's just like that. Ordinary, ordinary, uninteresting, such words seem to be specially ordered for her,

"this little robot is so cute." Yilanyou pointed to the robot on one of the pages and said, "this little claw is cute." Turned a page: "unexpectedly still have change shape, small man, your this brain hole also really can."

"Hey, this little robot is called light." Wang Xiaoman explained: "the world view I set is the world after the disappearance of human beings. I have drawn a series of robots. In fact, they all have the same appearance and different responsibilities. They belong to the destruction of human beings, but robots still complete the instructions left by human beings. This is the robot that is responsible for adjusting the traffic lights of their small town every day. Other machines They also have different responsibilities. "

"Wow..." Ilanyou is a little interested: "it sounds good. Is there any story?"

"Yes." Wang Xiaoman turned over the pages of the notebook and pointed to three children with different movements, saying: "these three children are survivors living in the scientist's incubator. They are the children of scientists. Their appearance has disturbed the daily work of the robot people, and found that human beings are not dead, but are expelled by a high intelligent robot. After that, the robot is divided into three parts Two factions, one faction does not want humanity to come back, one faction wants to maintain the current state and destroy these three children, the other faction wants humanity to come back. "

"This brain hole is OK!" Ilanyou nodded: "it would be fun to draw a cartoon."

"I'm just painting myself for fun. I can't do that." Wang Xiaoman smiled shyly. How could an ordinary person like her draw comics? Not everyone can be a cartoonist: "well, don't study my graffiti, take a good look at the notes. Anyway, tomorrow Saturday, you will slowly copy the place and ask me at any time."

"Good." Yilanyou turned over the notes again and then closed the book. The next course went on smoothly.

Soon it's time to finish school. Pack the notes we borrowed. Your bag is full. You can still feel heavy on your shoulder.

"Let's go home." Zhang Ya is always the fastest to clean up.

"Zhang Ya, your schoolbag looks so light that it doesn't contain notes?" Ilanyou looks at Zhang Ya's schoolbag.

"No habit of taking notes." Zhang Ya spread out his hands.

"Well All right. " Ilan you nodded, and Xueba was right about everything.

"After an afternoon of classes, I always feel like I didn't have lunch." Wang Xiaoman rubbed his stomach: "I want to go home soon." Chi Yue must have made delicious food waiting for her.

"Master, wait a moment." Han Jinxiang calls yilanyou: "do you want to come out tomorrow afternoon to study my plan?"

"Good." Ilanyou nodded, which had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible, and her time was very tense.