Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Liu Fann didn't feel surprised when he saw the change in Ming Xinyue's expression. He smiled and said: "I did not draw well and made a fool of myself. "    

    

"Did you really draw this just now?"    

    

Ming Xinyue suddenly became serious and stared at Liu Fann.    

    

If Bai Qiong's painting was said to be vivid and lifelike, then Liu Fann's painting would be completed very quickly, leaping onto the paper!    

    

Liu Fann frowned and said, "Ming Xinyue, from your words, it seems like you are not satisfied with this painting. Then forget it, I will tear it apart. "    

    

After saying that, he wanted to take the drawing board back.    

    

Smack!    

    

Ming Xinyue slapped Liu Fann's hand away and tightly covered her chest with the drawing board. She said vigilantly, "You dare! I won't allow anyone to snatch this painting from me!"    

    

Her appearance was as if she was afraid of being robbed of precious treasures!    

    

Liu Fann was stunned. He touched his red palm and curled his lips. "Alright, I'll give it to you. It's just a painting. "    

    

Bai Qiong was stunned by what he saw. Ming Xinyue's reaction had dealt him a heavy blow!    

    

He drew a painting seriously and gave it to Ming Xinyue. She did not take it. She only took a look at Liu Fann's painting and took it as a treasure.    

    

In an instant, Bai Qiong's fragile heart was greatly hurt!    

    

"What's going on? Why is the painting of the person who picked up the trash so appreciated by that beauty?"    

    

"Brother Qiong took the initiative to give her the painting, but she didn't accept it. Instead, she wanted the painting that the poor guy casually drew?"    

    

"Either this woman is blind, or even if I am beaten to death, I don't believe that brother can draw anything good!"    

    

"Don't tell me you didn't see it? This woman knows the person who picked up the trash. This is not fair to Brother Qiong!"    

    

The students gathered outside the door discussed this matter passionately. They all doubted Liu Fann's true strength.    

    

Bai Qiong could not help but ask, "Beauty, can I see Liu Fann's painting? Even if I lose, I want to know where I lose. "    

    

Ming Xinyue nodded and flipped the drawing board over.    

    

"I'm sorry. Compared to your painting, I prefer this one. "    

    

Bai Qiong did not hear what Ming Xinyue said at all. The moment he saw the painting, he was stunned.    

    

"This, this is your painting?"    

    

Bai Qiong's eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at Liu Fann, who was chatting with Zhang Hee. The moment he saw this painting, he understood the difference between him and Liu Fann.    

    

The students outside the door also saw Liu Fann's painting.    

    

Sunlight shone through the bright window onto the drawing board, and everyone was stunned.    

    

"It's so beautiful. . . "    

    

"It's so beautiful, even a teacher wouldn't be able to paint it. "    

    

"He must be a master!"    

    

Liu Fann looked directly into Bai Qiong's eyes and said with a smile, "I casually drew this. After all, I am just a person who collects junk. "    

    

"A person who collects trash. . . "    

    

Bai Qiong murmured. The pride in his heart was completely shattered at this moment.    

    

He could be proud of his talents, but he also had his own pride. Facing someone who was more outstanding than him, he knew that he was willing to admit defeat.    

    

For a moment, his heart was filled with mixed feelings.    

    

Liu Fann saw the change in Bai Qiong's expression and thought to himself, This guy isn't too bad.    

    

Right at this moment.    

    

A loud male voice sounded from the corridor.    

    

"Why are you all not taking lessons seriously? What are you all doing here!"    

    

The students outside the door trembled. One of them even shouted, "Fatty Hong is here!"    

    

The next second.    

    

The student who shouted was lifted up by a thick hand.    

    

That huge hand twisted.    

    

A fat face appeared in front of the student's eyes.    

    

The upper part of the face was narrow and the lower part was wide. It looked like a pear.    

    

Although his eyes were like a slit, none of the students at the door dared to look into his eyes.    

    

"What did you call me just now?"    

    

Hong Zhen opened his thick lips and said fiercely.