Chapter 11: : Light Feather Sunshine

"Next gym class, slave, go to the locker and get my sneakers."
Standing up, Gu Yuze threw his coat directly on Mu Nan and walked away.
Munan pulled off the coat on his face, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and muttered: "Damn, I have a bad temper! Slaves, don't you call someone a name?"
He glanced at Gu Yuze's coat disgustingly, the faint scent of cologne lingered on the tip of his nose, and Munan couldn't help but slander. What a big man, spraying perfume on his body all day, is he going to smoke bacon?
"Ugly slave, what do you dare to do? Hurry up!" An angry roar came from outside the door, "You are dead if you dare to be late!"
Munan hugged his coat with the fragrance of cologne in a hurry, and walked towards the door with his toes, and said casually as he walked, "Sure~ come here soon."
The last person in the classroom left, the big classroom was bright and tidy.
Occasionally, two colorful butterflies danced lightly in the sun, and fell on the rose flowers along the windows of the classroom, whispering affectionately.

In the long corridor, Munan quickly found locker 1 according to the book "Eight Hundred Details of Young Master's Daily Life" provided by Qian Guanjia.
Reaching out to open the door of the cabinet, a large pile of colorful envelopes and chocolates fell from the cabinet suddenly. Unprepared, Munan staggered to the ground, his body was overwhelmed by a huge amount of love letters and chocolates.
"Fuck, this demon is quite popular. The girls in Shenghua College have cataracts in their eyes? This kind of scum can also be seen." Munan poked his mouth and struggled to get up from the sea of ​​love letter chocolate.
Finding the sneakers in the locker, Munan closed the door and stepped on a love letter to leave.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of something falling from the storage room next door, and a muffled hum.
An object slid under his feet, and Munan looked down at it. It was an oil painting of the ocean. Looking up again, I saw that the door of the locker not far away opened, and the love letters were all over the floor, and a slender figure fell in the ocean of love letters.
Without thinking about it, Munan picked up the oil painting frame and sent it to the person.
"This is your painting, give it back to you."
The man hung his head, his face was covered by fine black hair, Mu Nan couldn't see his appearance. I only feel that he has a cool and elegant temperament, like the cold water of the Mediterranean Sea.
"Thank you."
The man replied in a low voice, with a beautiful voice like a cello flowing.
auzw.com "No, nothing, your painting is very beautiful. If you add some sunshine, you won't be so lonely." Munan was in a hurry, fearing that he would be picked up by Gu Yuze when he was late, and returned the painting. After this man, he ran all the way up and down, flying through the long corridor like an arrow.
What she hadn't noticed was that the person raised his head in surprise, and Tan eyes fell on the back that hurriedly left for a long time.
The sunlight was reflected in the corridor, and the young boy Qingjun's back seemed to run towards the bright and bright sunlight, briskly as if the wind flying freely on the ocean.
Lin Qingyu looked at the oil painting frame in his hand. In the oil painting: the sky is blue, the sea is quiet, the reefs are dark and gloomy, and the beach is overcrowded with laughter and laughter.
People who have seen this painting say that it is full of happiness and lively.
Only this strange boy saw that the bustle and bustle was full of cold and loneliness, lacking a ray of sunshine.
Lin Qingyu's sandal eyes moved slightly, who is this young man?
The budding heart lightly opened up, this feeling of wanting to explore, after leaving Bai Ruyun, miraculously appeared again.
"Qing Yu, I'll go to the gym later~ there is a basketball game!" Lu Han got out of the toilet and ran to Lin Qingyu's side, his round eyes staring at the love letter chocolate, couldn't help but sigh. "These brainless girls really don't give up. They like to stuff things into the lockers when they have nothing to do. They didn't end up in the trash can."
While talking, Lu Han kicked away the obstructive letter chocolate, while reaching out to help Lin Qingyu up.
"By the way, the kid who Ze asked me to fix today, hello, is really a fierce master." Lu Han remembered the horrible look of Munan strangling the python with one hand, and Cautious Liver banged, shaking his head and shaking his arms. The newcomer named Munan has a standard little white face. The key person's brain is pinched with Sun Tzu's art of war, as shrewd as a loach. I think that in the days after Ze Ze, I think it will be stingy every day."
Lin Qingyu put the oil painting frame in his hand, showing no interest in the "Munan" in Lu Han's mouth.
He said lightly: "I will go back to the clock tower first."
Lu Han’s pretty face collapsed, and his cheerful appearance was instantly washed away by a scoop of cold water: "Brother, you can go with me. Ze, he rarely asked me to clean up the newcomer, but he was cleaned up by the newcomer, according to his devil character. , 80% are going to strip me alive on the court..."
The name of Gu Yuze Demon is well-known in Shenghua Academy, the first of the Big Three, and the honorable family background. Lu Han and Gu Yuze grew up wearing a pair of pants, how could they not understand the bitter character of this servant?
Lu Han only hopes that Lin Qingyu can come forward to help him resolve the deadlock.
Lin Qingyu glanced at Lu Han with a look of expectation, her thin lips slightly twitched, and patted his thin shoulders: "I can do it for myself, Doctor Jiang from the school hospital is good at medical skills."
After the words, leave quietly.
Lu Han kachakacha petrified in the same place, one brother was going to kill him, and the other brother handed him a knife. He already had a foreboding that the stadium was about to suffer a bleak life.
But had to bite the bullet, the tragic cost of running away is even greater!
Lu Han's handsome face was overcast with clouds, and he couldn't help sighing, tears streaming down his face.