CH 12

The Vicious Female Supporting Character and the White Lotus Female Lead: Ch 12, Pure Campus Love



​Luan Qing Xiao, whose time-limited skills expired, finally managed to make it pass the morning. The half-drawn apple on the sketch paper was completely gray, as if it had been poisoned, with no hints of a light side or shadows.



Nie Zhen'er turned her head many times during class. Every time she would see Luan Qing Xiao furrowing her brows, looking very serious while holding a 2b pencil with her slender fingers, and sketching on the paper skillfully. Her heart filled with anticipation for Luan Qing Xiao's piece.



She suspected that Luan Qing Xiao's previous horrible works were her deliberately hiding her true level, so she immediately put down her paintbrush and ran over to see Luan Qing Xiao's apple the instant the class ended.



Who knew she would see a ball-shaped charcoal.



Nie Zhen'er pointed to the painting’s apple in disbelief, "What is this?"



Luan Qing Xiao smiled carelessly, "Guess. There are two options; one: a watermelon, or two: an egg."



"I choose b." Nie Zhen’er was silent for a moment before picking an answer.



"Bingo! That's right~ it's  an apple."



Who are you kidding. Nie Zhen'er glared angrily at Luan Qing Xiao and thought.



"Alright, Young Missy, I’m just kidding with you, don't get angry. Let's go, I’ll treat you to lunch, and you can pick whatever you want." Luan Qing Xiao reached out and grabbed Nie Zhen'er's shoulders, forcing her to turn around and walk outside. 



Downstairs and out the building.



Only when they walked out the door, did they realize that the sun was literally burning into the ground, and the heat was poured in as if it wasn’t worth any money.



"Ah, I forgot the parasol. I'll go upstairs to get it. Qing Xiao, wait for me." Nie Zhen'er turned around to push open the door.



Luan Qing Xiao stretched out her hand, stopping her, "No need, the place isn’t too far away. We can cope until then."



Nie Zhen'er blinked her lovely apricot eyes, not knowing how they’ll cope.



Luan Qing Xiao began to unbutton her shirt, from top to bottom, one by one. After unbuttoning, she took it off directly, flipped it upward, and held it over their heads.



She dipped her head and smiled at Nie Zhen'er, who was slightly in the shadows. Her phoenix eyes filled with pride, "Like this, is the Young Miss satisfied?"



"Gulp." Nie Zhen'er swallowed her saliva.



Standing in such an intimate position with Luan Qing Xiao alone, Nie Zhen'er’s body seems to heat up even more.



She lowered her head slightly uncomfortably, "Satisfied..." Wasn't this the dream distance she always wanted?



Luan Qing Xiao didn't understand the twists and turns in the little girl's heart. Hearing her reply, she said, "Let's go."



In the hot weather, Luan Qing Xiao didn't want to go to a crowded place, so she randomly found a western restaurant.



Outside the doorway, she put her shirt back on, buttoned it to the collar, covering the light-colored bra inside. Then, she stood up straight with a faint smile. From a distance, she seemed both dignified and elegant.



Nie Zhen'er, who was close to her, froze and marveled in admiration.



Luan Qing Xiao rarely has such a serious appearance in school or the studio.



But when she was like this, her whole body was shining, and Nie Zhen'er noticed that several people passing by were also watching her.



She chewed her lip and said, "Come on, let's go in."



Luan Qing Xiao responded, "Hungry? Don't be polite to me later, just order whatever you want."



The two entered the western restaurant. There weren’t many people inside, so they found a table to sit down at.



After ordering the meal, Nie Zhen'er stared at Luan Qing Xiao and stopped talking, with puppy eyes.



Luan Qing Xiao laughed, saying, "Do you want to ask about your painting?"



Nie Zhen'er's apricot eyes lit up and her body leaned forward slightly, "Qing Xiao, you’re so amazing. I only said a few words casually on the road, and you drew it. But why don't you admit that you painted those few strokes?"



Luan Qing Xiao knew it was time for her to act again.



There were hints of apology in her eyes, and she said, "I’m treating you to this lunch to apologize."



"Why are you apologizing for? I should be the one thanking you instead." Nie Zhen'er asked in confusion.



"Remember the apple I drew in the studio. To tell you the truth, that's my true level. The strokes I did on your painting were really just me scribbling. Although it did seem to end up pretty well, I didn’t want to lie to you."



"Zhen’er, I'm sorry."



Nie Zhen'er diluted her eyes helplessly, and her curled eyelashes trembled.



Normally, if someone heard Luan Qing Xiao say this, even if they don't blame her, they’ll feel a little angry in their heart, but the way Nie Zhen'er's brain thinks was abnormal.



This was what she thought: Qing Xiao can't paint, but those casual scribbles on my painting were the perfect finishing touch. She must be the little angel sent by God to save me!



Luan·Little Angel·Qing Xiao waited for Nie Zhen'er to ask why she doodled on her painting. But after waiting and waiting, Nie Zhen'er finally raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes flashed with joy.



Luan Qing Xiao, "..." This development seems a bit wrong.



"Qing Xiao, I understand, you don't need to explain it to me."



Luan Qing Xiao's hand was held by Nie Zhen'er's cold and soft little hand. For a second, she didn't process what Nie Zhen'er had said.



Are all girls' hands this soft? Luan Qing Xiao's eyes wandered for a moment.



After coming to her senses, she didn't know how to respond.



Thinking positively of others’ intentions and being considerate of others.



She discovered another two of Nie Zhen'er’s strong points.



Well, since there is no need for further explanation, what is she still hung about it. There is no need to act anymore.



Luan Qing Xiao was in an exceptional mood as she finished lunch with Nie Zhen’er.



Back in the studio, the moment they went up the stairs, they met Liang Yan's hideous expression.



Seeing Liang Yan was about to say something, Nie Zhen'er suddenly walked in front of Luan Qing Xiao, blocking Liang Yan's sight.



"Liang Yan, have you eaten yet?" Nie Zhen’er looked at Liang Yan worriedly.



"... No." I'm so full of anger, how can I still eat?



Nie Zhen'er frowned and said in disagreement, "You still have class in the afternoon, how can you make it till then?"



Since Nie Zhen’er was focusing on him, Liang Yan became at a loss of where to put his hands and feet. He mumbled, "There are still a few minutes left. I’ll head to the nearby supermarket to buy a piece of bread. Don't worry, I’ll go right now." When he finished speaking, he immediately ran downstairs.



Luan Qing Xiao looked at Nie Zhen'er in a different light, and stared at her with a little surprise in her eyes, " Glad you can deal with him. I was really sick of him."



Nie Zhen'er said, "Liang Yan is actually a decent guy. Maybe because your aura is at odds, so you two always clash."



The picture of Luan Qing Xiao and Liang Yan talking together flashed in her mind. Nie Zhen'er hooked her dainty white fingers on her jeans, thinking: Preferably they’ll never get along.



In order to prove to Nie Zhen'er that he really ate, Liang Yan returned with the wrapping paper of the bread and half a bottle of milk in his hand. He walked around in front of Nie Zhen'er as if asking for praise, and earned a smile from Nie Zhen'er. Then, he returned to his position smugly, and gave Luan Qing Xiao the stink eyes on the way back.



Luan Qing Xiao: "..." This male lead is seriously looking for a beating, should I be the one giving him one?



Late afternoon, Luan Qing Xiao finally finished her sketch, "An Apple", and put the piece in her art portfolio,  pleased. She planned on hanging it on the wall when she arrived home.



Nie Zhen'er went to the sink to wash the brushes. When she returned to the classroom, she saw Luan Qing Xiao and Liang Yan standing side by side in front of her easel, glaring at each other coldly.



She hurried over, stood between the two and said, "Liang Yan, Qing Xiao is a girl, don't quarrel with her all the time."



"Qing Xiao, I'm almost done packing up, wait for me."



Liang Yan pursed his lips and asked, "Zhen’er, our homes is in the same direction, let's walk together in the future."



When Nie Zhen'er looked over with a puzzled look, he continued, "Don't worry, I won't fight with Luan Qing Xiao, unless Luan Qing Xiao wronged you again."



"If Qing Xiao agrees, then I’ll agree," Nie Zhen'er said.



Luan Qing Xiao knew that Liang Yan was related to Nie Zhen'er's happiness, and more contact between the two was beneficial.



Although she thought Liang Yan wasn’t a great person, he was really good to Nie Zhen'er.



Luan Qing Xiao nodded, "I got nothing against that."



Nie Zhen'er paused, and her long hair covered the expression on her face when she lowered her head.



In any case, Liang Yan took the initiative to repair their relationship, and the three of them’s homes were in the same direction. It shouldn’t be a  problem to walk together...right?



Luan Qing Xiao thought uncertainty.