In the studio, Zhang Yue and Su Linlin both looked at Li Jiao worriedly. She has not spoken since she saw that the painting was destroyed.
Su Linlin said: "Jiaojiao, it's alright, the teacher came just now. She said that she will report the damage to the work to the department."
"She also said that for your final work, she will also apply to the dean of the department and ask you to submit it a few days late."
"Yes, Jiaojiao, don't worry, we will work together on New Year's Day," Zhang Yue also advised, "I and Linlin will help you shape together."
In fact, Li Jiao wasn't particularly sad, she was surprised. Who the hell would do such a thing
She raised her head and looked at Zhang Yue and the two of them, with a hint of doubt and uncertainty in her eyes.
"Boss, Linlin, do you think the person who drew my drawing is the same person who wrote me the fake registration form last time?"
Hearing what Li Jiao said, the two also felt that something was wrong. The last time Li Jiao was faked to write a registration form, she didn't find out who this person was in the end.
There were too many people signing up at that time, and I don't know how the registration form was stuffed into the ground.
In addition, Li Jiao later went on the field and ran. Although the fracture was broken, it was nothing serious, and there was no further investigation. Thinking about it, it might be someone's prank.
But I didn't expect it to happen again this time.
It's hard not to think of these two things.
Su Linlin frowned, took two steps in place, and said with a dignified expression.
"I think it's probably the same person. The second time, who will it be?"
Zhang Yue's rare IQ was online for a while.
"That person who was able to stuff the registration form in before must be someone from our class."
"Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that Jiaojiao's painting was almost finished. Coincidentally, he drew her painting at this time."
Li Jiao nodded, feeling reasonable. This person is definitely in the class.
However, she really didn't have any unpleasantness with anyone in the class.
The little girl frowned, like an angry little bun, with bulging cheeks and aggrieved.
"Where did I offend her?"
"By the way," Su Linlin seemed to suddenly think of something and looked at Zhang Yue.
"The previous registration form is still in the department office, right?"
Zhang Yue was helping the department recently, but he knew it. Hearing this, he nodded in confusion.
"Ah, what's wrong?"
Li Jiao reacted, "Yes, you can take back the registration form and compare the handwriting of the classmates!"
"Yes, that's it!" Su Linlin said.
With a solution, Zhang Yue immediately acted, took out his mobile phone, and hurriedly called the classmates in the department.
"Wait, I'll call someone right away and ask where those registration forms are."
She had to find out that person, but she wanted to see who was so vicious!
Zhang Yue, Su Linlin, and Li Jiao were all department officials. I also know many students from the student union of the department. After several calls, I finally found out that the registration forms are now kept in the cabinet of the department office.
After asking the secretary of the sports department to borrow the key, the three of them rushed towards the department office angrily.
Walking to the door of the office, Zhang Yue took the lead to open the door. There was an empty space in front of several desks, and there was no teacher.
However, there is a familiar person who is sorting information at a desk.
"Tang Yuran?"
Zhang Yue called the man, and Tang Yuran turned around, still looking like before, with a high ponytail and an ice blue coat. Calling her whole person is extremely cold.
She turned around, saw the person, and nodded lightly.
Alienation and coldness are the same as her usual behavior.
By the way, Tang Yuran was also an officer in the department and was assigned to the security department at that time. Sometimes the air conditioner in the classroom, or the surveillance camera is broken, etc., you need to fill in the form, and their department is also responsible for this.
She will be here, it should be a matter of the Ministry of Security.
Zhang Yue didn't talk to her much, and she didn't know her well anyway.
She rushed to the front, found the cabinet where the documents were kept, took the key, and went in vigorously, Mei Mu glared angrily.
"I want to see who would do such a thing!"
Su Linlin and Li Jiao took a slow step. Just after entering the door, they met Tang Yuran who was walking out with a stack of documents. When she saw the two, her beautiful eyes glanced at them indifferently, turning a blind eye.
Went straight out.
The two didn't care about her, and hurriedly walked towards Zhang Yue who was opening the cabinet.
"How about these, right?"
Behind them, Tang Yuran, who was walking out holding the documents, heard the question. Slightly sideways, glanced in the direction of the three. Suddenly, the red lips slightly drew a mocking arc.
She looked disdainful, didn't look any further, turned around, and left.
"It's all here."
Zhang Yue laboriously took out a pile of data sheets that were almost half her height, and placed them heavily on the table.
"Come on, look for it."
Next, the three of them sat in the office. I rummaged through the pile of information, but I couldn't find Li Jiao's original registration form.
Su Linlin was sweating profusely, raised her hand to wipe it, and panted.
"Didn't you say that the registration forms are all here, why aren't they?"
"Yeah," Zhang Yue was also surprised, "Why not?"
Li Jiao sat on the chair beside her and exhaled heavily, she was also quite tired. There must be thousands of copies of that pile of information. The three of them spent more than an hour, carefully, but couldn't find her original watch.
Did it fall
The registration form could not be found, and the three of them will have an ideological and political class in a while. Look at the time, it must be over now.
Su Linlin stood up, exhaled, and said.
"Let's go to class first, I'll ask later, maybe, this is just a part of the registration form."
Li Jiao nodded, and was about to get up when she caught a glimpse of an entry form for an art exhibition on her desk, which belonged to Tang Yuran. The handwriting is relatively neat and looks pretty.
She couldn't help but think that when she was in the dormitory before, she saw Tang Yuran's handwriting in the notes was the same, with a neat and powerful font structure. However, there is a small inconspicuous detail.
Every time she finishes writing a word, the stroke at the end will be heavier than the other strokes. It's even more obvious if you write with a pen.
"Fairy Wood"
This is the case for this entry form, the ink marks on the last stroke of each word are darker than the other handwriting.
However, she felt that the handwriting was familiar, and last time, she always felt that she had seen such handwriting there.
Where is it, Li Jiao frowned, thinking carefully in her mind. Suddenly, a scene flashed in my mind, the long-distance running registration form for the sports meeting.
"What's the matter? I didn't sign up. Who wrote the sign up form for me?"
At that time, she was holding the registration form, and because it was not her handwriting, she looked at it for a long time.
She vaguely remembered that every word on the watch was written heavily and the ink was dark, especially... the last stroke of each word.
For a moment, a bold idea flashed in Li Jiao's mind, but it was unbelievable.
…
The painting was ruined and needed to be repainted, and Li Jiao was shrouded in this shadow all day. When I was in class, I was out of energy, and I was stunned.
Oh my god, it's not enough to delay the delivery time.
Where is she going to change a painting now
Unless she is possessed by her master, Van Gogh, she will not be able to produce a fine and large work in such a short period of time.
Van Gogh, Master, save me.
Van Gogh: Disciple, solve it on your own, because the teacher's soul is weak, I can't possess myself to save you.
…
Forget it, let's kill her.
The depressed mood continued until the evening, when Zhang Jiuling came to pick her up.
She told Zhang Jiuling that her painting had been scratched by someone, and then slumped in her position, as if she was spitting out her soul.
"I feel like I'm screwed."
"Don't tell me, in the first semester, I'm going to fail the course."
After hearing this, Zhang Jiuling asked Li Jiao's first reaction.
"I remember that someone lied to you last time you ran."
"Yeah, I don't know who it is," she knocked her head on the seat back pillow, "I wonder if these two are the same."
In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the entry form for the art exhibition during the day. That handwriting...
It really will be her.
Hearing this, Zhang Jiuling pondered for a moment.
"It should be done by the people in your class, pay more attention to the people around you."
In the second half of the sentence, what he said was somewhat unclear, and I don't know what he thought of.
Li Jiao nodded, she had not yet recovered from the grief of this incident. One more thing happened.
While in the car, Li Jiao's mother called and said that tomorrow was the weekend, and it was a good New Year's day, and she asked Li Jiao to go home.
It's been a long time since the last vacation, and Mom and Dad Li haven't seen their daughter for a long time, and they miss her. Thinking it was a holiday, Nanda was not too far from home, so she asked Li Jiao to go home.
Of course Li Jiao couldn't refuse and hung up the phone. Turning to the side, looking at Zhang Jiuling in the driver's seat, he pouted slightly and felt aggrieved.
"Lingling, I'm sorry, I won't be able to accompany you on New Year's Eve tomorrow."
Hearing this, Zhang Jiuling took time to look at her while driving. The little girl turned sideways, huddled in a small ball, and shrunk in the passenger seat. Bai Nen's delicate little face is wrinkled, like a small bun. Pathetically, he looked at him with a pair of wet, full eyes.
He laughed and said: "What are you doing, I'm not sad, why are you sad?"
Li Jiao got up from her seat and looked at him with a guilty look in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Jiuling, New Year's Eve tomorrow, I promised to accompany you..."
She first agreed with Zhang Jiuling that she wanted to celebrate the New Year together, but now she wants to leave him behind.
Zhang Jiuling is from the imperial capital, and her relatives are not here. Friends, like Wang Haonan, they weren't there either.
On the New Year's Day, her girlfriend will leave him alone and leave him alone for the New Year's Eve.
Thinking of this, Li Jiao felt sad.
"sorry… "
She pursed her lips, her long eyelashes drooped down, she lost her usual vitality and slumped.
Zhang Jiuling looked at the road ahead while driving, she drew out her hand and rubbed her little head, her thin lips spit out lightly.
"Silly."
"Go home tomorrow to celebrate New Year's Eve with my parents."
Originally, he was going to the police station tomorrow, maybe he really couldn't make time to accompany her.
Zhang Jiuling didn't blame her, but Li Jiao felt even more sad. On the top of her heart, it was as if someone had dropped a drop of vinegar, slowly spreading, full of astringent sourness.
"Then I won't accompany you tomorrow. You New Year's Eve alone, how deserted. I want to be with you... "
The last sentence, she said softly, sticky and soft. Like someone took a ball of sweet and soft cotton candy and touched his heart.
Over the years, he has always had a cold personality, and everyone thought he didn't like the fun.
Therefore, no one would ever want to say, I am afraid of you alone, and I want to accompany you.
Hearing the little girl's words suddenly, Zhang Jiuling's heart melted instantly.
Just as the car drove into the parking lot of the community, he slowly parked the car in the parking space and looked sideways, the charming little girl just looked at him like that.
In a normal tone, say the softest and most greasy words.
"Jiuling, I will always be with you in the future. Happy New Year."
When she said this, she stepped over the handbrake of the car and squeezed into the driver's seat, and the small space instantly became crowded. The little girl straddled his thighs with her two legs, her soft touch pressed against the side of his legs.
She took the initiative to hug Zhang Jiuling, with the grievances she suffered during the day, as well as the guilt and distress for Zhang Jiuling.
The little girl hugged his thin waist tightly, buried her head in his chest, and rubbed it dependently. The voice was soft, timid, and delicate.
"Nine Ages~"
In an instant, the warm fragrance of the nephrite jade in his arms instantly made Zhang Jiuling tense and stiff for a moment.
Returning to his senses, facing the soft little ball in his arms, his two slender fingers gently pinched the little girl's face, making her look up and look at him.
He held back a fire, gritted his teeth, and his voice was low and hoarse.
"Little girl, you have become more courageous, eh?"
Only then did Li Jiao feel that she had gone too far. She just did it when her brain became hot.
Now that she has reacted, she is extremely ashamed, her cheeks are flushed, like two intoxicating rouge, the color is delicate.
In the somewhat gray car, the little girl was like the only star illuminating the light. The skin is creamy, the willow eyebrows and almond eyes, the peach cheeks are beautiful, bright and moving. What's more, this charming little goblin is still in his arms, boldly sitting on his lap.
Zhang Jiuling's breath stagnated, and in his eyes, only the rosy and soft lips were left, which made people taste it.
c*t**.
This time, he didn't hesitate at all, leaned over directly, held the red lips that always swayed him, sucked heavily, and frantically absorbed the sweet taste between her lips.
It's like a drug, it's addictive.
The temperature in the car continued to rise, and the kiss was scorching hot and deeply intertwined...
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