When we arrived at the school, it started to rain lightly, so the flag-raising ceremony on Monday was skipped, and everyone was very happy.

I noticed that the class monitor did not hold an umbrella, but came to school wearing a dark blue raincoat. This means that she started riding a bicycle again.

Unexpectedly, it took more than a week for him to fully recover after being spanked by me. The monitor’s skin was even more delicate than I imagined.

When she walked into the teaching building and took off the hood of her raincoat, she had the heroic spirit of a female general. As she walked, the rain boots under her feet made a clanging sound. Among the separated crowd, many boys cast admiring glances. .

An inexplicable sense of superiority arose in my heart.

Hahaha, let alone a female general, even Wu Zetian is the Wu Zetian who was spanked by me. A hundred years from now, on the wordless monument, even if nothing else is written, the first line must be recorded: "Been spanked by Ye Lin." "Get over your ass." In this way, no matter how heroic or majestic you are, it will not help. Your life file will always carry the stain of me. Even if you kill me to silence me, your brother will know it. Could it be that Do you want to kill your brother too?

Xiaoqin, who specially brought her sneakers to school, looked at the rain outside the window and worried.

"It's really annoying. I wonder if it will be sunny for the afternoon gym class..."

She wore a spring and autumn sportswear and school uniform. In this weather, many people wore it like this.

I concentrated on making up for Friday’s Chinese homework, hoping it would still be in time.

"We didn't even say a word for two whole days over the weekend. Don't you think of me, classmate Ye Lin?"

Xiao Qin asked resentfully.

"No." I glanced at her knee, but because of the sweatpants, I couldn't see how the injury was recovering.

Xiaoqin pouted.

"Speaking of which, my mother was quarantined, and her classmates and the art teacher came to stay with me. It really annoyed me."

"Hey, it's not good to have too many people. Aunt Ren is afraid that you will be lonely. Have you improved your painting skills?"

"My painting skills are so good, there is no need to improve them (≧3≦)/."

"Although the art teacher suggested that I start from scratch, such as painting eggs... but there is no time for that. Zhang Ailing once said: Be famous as early as possible."

Ah, if you want to draw eggs, I could help you yesterday, but I can’t help you today.

"In order to let readers appreciate my masterpiece as soon as possible, I was so moved by my love comics that I felt so sad that I couldn't bear to die..."

Damn, you don’t have to be so miserable that you want to live. Is that a cartoon or a red crane?

"I registered an account on the Youyaoqi original comic website, applied as an author, and uploaded my comic "Love in Zhoukoudian"..."

Why is it "Love in Zhoukoudian"? Is the protagonist a Zhoukoudian ape? If it is a love between apes, it is older than Jay Chou's "Love in BC". You think you are unearthed cultural relics, whoever is older is the one. King?

"What's hateful is that the protagonist I painted with a surreal technique was actually told by the editor that 'I can't tell what the painting is' and it failed to pass the review."

No, that's very polite. What you painted is clearly potatoes and eggplants. Instead of painting "Love in Zhoukoudian", it would be better to paint "Love in the Vegetable Greenhouse". This is more suitable for you and is full of local flavor.

"Hmph, a genius like me has been treated so unfairly. They must be jealous of me, just like Van Gogh was jealous of the painters around him. They must be planning to unite to oppress me. Didn't Lu Xun say that one must have a genius? , must there be soil for genius to emerge first? Why are you so unwilling to be the soil under my feet?"

Hey, wake up, you are a genius in killing punches, not in painting, and the soil Lu Xun mentioned is for geniuses to take root and sprout, not for being stepped on by geniuses. You want to oppress people. It's you who is right.

"Anyway, these days, it doesn't matter whether the painting is good or not. As long as the story has love and the pictures are left to the readers' imagination - (gt;口＜-)~~~~"

If that's the case, why draw comics? Instead, write novels. As long as you are willing to put a sexy photo of yourself on the back cover of the novel and talk about the chaotic relationship between men and women in an autobiographical way, it will definitely sell well. There will be many People come to your autograph session to ask for your autograph, but I can't guarantee what they did with their hands before shaking your hand...

"╭(╯^╰)╮Obviously, not all other comics that have passed the review are beautifully drawn..."

"Especially the one "Drawed by Uncle Ju when he was 5 years old". Paintings drawn by 5-year-olds will be approved, but paintings drawn by me at 14 years old will not be allowed to pass."

Nima, the author chose this name out of cold humor. If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense. Eunuch Cao introduced me to that comic, which is quite interesting.

"This comic has lousy painting techniques, lousy storyboarding, lousy plot, and lousy characters. How can anyone still read such a lousy comic..."

That is the introduction of the work written by the author himself. It is self-effacing. Do you understand being self-effacing? It is like someone saying "dogs are incompetent". Do you really believe that his son is a dog?

"I laughed out loud when I saw the first page. It was just a pencil drawing of a primary school student~~~~~"

You will understand later when you look at it. In fact, the author's painting skills are quite good. Eunuch Cao said that the Miku painted by the author can even make him masturbate.

"When I thought that such a bad work could be on the recommendation list, but my masterpiece could not even pass the review, I became very angry, so I used the evil complaining function to write on every page "A very bad comic, far worse than Teacher Shui Qin's "Love in Zhoukoudian""

It turns out that the kind of "cartoonist" who doesn't draw his own comics well and only knows how to attack others is you. And who is "Ms. Sesame"? Have you already thought of a pen name for yourself? Even in Japan, there is only Only cartoonists who have officially published their works can be called "teachers". Don't put a high hat on yourself, okay?

"I discovered that the authors who were recommended must have colluded with the website's backend. I just posted more than 500 complaints and was banned by the website, saying that I posted spam..."

You deserve it, more than 500 complaints are already a lot, and for something like "Love in Zhoukoudian", I know it must be 200% rubbish without even watching it.

"Hmph, there must be too much internal fighting among the Chinese people, so I can't be appreciated. I have already mailed the manuscript of "Love in Zhoukoudian" to the editorial department of Japan's "Flower and Dream" magazine, which specializes in publishing stories about girls. Regarding comics magazines, even if the Japanese can’t understand my Chinese, they will definitely kneel down in front of my surrealist style of painting.”

You...your sister, you have been disgraced and sent abroad. This is the magazine "Flowers and Dreams", not "Potatoes and Eggplants". Don't waste Aunt Ren's hard-earned money on such stupid things.

"Well...Classmate Ye Lin, I didn't send it by international post. I asked the art teacher who often goes to Japan and Hong Kong to mail it for me..."

"However, even the art teacher was jealous of my talent and advised me not to send such things. Although she reluctantly agreed in the end, she said that when my mother ends the quarantine, she will resign from being my art teacher... "

"Hehe ＜(＠￣︶￣＠)＞Is it because my talent is too high and you know that you can't teach me anything? I'm pretty self-aware."

You are the one who has no self-awareness, right? People have completely given up on you, this rotten wood. Don’t embarrass the Chinese original comics industry anymore. I beg you, okay, no, okay, ah.

In order to rush for time, the Chinese class representative and the study committee member Gong Caicai collected the Chinese homework together. When Gong Caicai received it from me, she seemed to want to ask something, but Xiao Qin's hostile eyes stared hard at her chest. Let her shrink away and leave.

When get out of class was over, Xiong Yaoyue sat carelessly on Gong Caicai's desk. Gong Caicai said sadly: Her underwear hanging on the balcony was stolen on Sunday.

"What..." Xiong Yaoyue's loud voice almost broke through the ceiling, "I threw it yesterday, but I was at the monitor's house yesterday, so Shu Zhe shouldn't have had the chance to do it."

"Why, why was it the monitor's younger brother who did this?"

Xiong Yaoyue held her chin and made a puzzled expression.

"Is there an accomplice? I kicked his knees under the dining table, stepped on his shoes, grabbed his ears when the squad leader wasn't paying attention, and snatched his wallet. He didn't even show that he knew martial arts, although the wallet was later returned to him. He..."

Damn it, you not only went to the squad leader's house to get food, but you also beat his younger brother like this. No wonder Shu Zhe doesn't like his girlfriend who is stronger than him. He was abused like this before he even got married.

"Little, little bear..." Gong Caicai said hesitantly, "The underwear thief shouldn't be the squad leader's brother. In fact, I happened to collect underwear yesterday and met the gentleman who stole my underwear. …”

"Ah, did the other party do anything to you?" Xiong Yaoyue was so anxious that her voice changed.

"No, no... Although he covered his face with a mask, his eyes were very upright, and he nodded to me and said hello..."

Integrity, your sister, which upright person would steal a girl's underwear? Speaking of which, Master Xu is indeed very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and deep eyes. Damn, if I had such an appearance, I wouldn't have to be regarded as a bad guy all the time. ?.

But if you only steal underwear and don't hurt anyone or do anything obscene, you really are a thief.

Even so, it's not worthy of praise. If I catch him doing this, I'll have to beat him up.

Speaking of the battle under the Jiang Bridge, because he was timid and took out the knife first, he couldn't even survive a single move in front of me. He was not as good as his younger brother Tang Jiang. If he meets me again, I'm afraid he will be completely defeated.

Just as Xiaoqin hoped, the weather actually cleared up during the afternoon physical education class.

After discussing with the head teacher, Teacher Yu, Xiaoqin came to the stadium wearing brand new sneakers and watched other people taking physical education classes.

Although she did not participate in sports for the time being and just stared at me from behind the horizontal bar with a (*^__^*) expression, I felt a strange experience of being treated as rape under her burning gaze.
Chapter completed!