111 Senior, he always says he loves me (6)

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For Suna, she really liked him more and more. Suddenly, she felt that her boyfriend who loved to play basketball was no longer popular and he never walked the dog with her.

"Is your boyfriend also a math major?"

Ning Peipei nodded and took out her hand to type:

[Unfortunately, we are in the same class]

Isn’t that just in the same class as Alin?

Ning Peipei's boyfriend is Cheng Tianquan. The two have known each other since high school and got together after finishing the college entrance examination.

Because both of them had similar grades, they applied for the same school and the same major.

Ning Peipei is in Class 2, and her evening self-study is right next door to Class 1, which is quite close.

The two have been in love for two years, and Suna is a freshman. In theory, she has to call Ning Peipei senior sister.

Suna remembered that there would be a small exhibition at the Academy of Fine Arts in a week, and that all colleges could visit, so she invited her.

[Okay, I’ll bring my guy over to introduce you later. 】

The week passed quickly indeed, and Suna officially started her painting career.

Every day after school, I would either take orders to draw sketches for others, or I would go home and use my tablet to draw electronic versions of online images.

"spring!"

Cheng Tianquan stood up skillfully while holding the basketball. When he looked at the door, he saw that the person coming was his little girlfriend.

Ning Peipei ran over to grab his arm with excitement, and took the basketball from his hand and put it down, "Okay, no more playing basketball today, come with me to see the art exhibition at the Academy of Fine Arts!"

An art exhibition at the Academy of Fine Arts?

Cheng Tianquan nodded in agreement without hesitation, and then asked the person who was about to leave the classroom.

"Brother Lu, are you going or not..."

"Not going."

Lu Yulin lazily picked up his notebook and refused without hearing what they were talking about.

He was never interested in crowded places anyway.

Cheng Tianquan pulled his girlfriend to follow him, touched Ning Peipei's head and showed off:

"That's right. It's really not appropriate to bring light bulbs with you to the art exhibition at the Academy of Fine Arts."

"..."

Lu Yulin paused inconspicuously, his peach blossom eyes were deep, his long eyelashes were half closed, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Cheng Tianquan thought he really wasn't going, so he walked in the opposite direction with his little girlfriend after leaving the college gate.

Lu Yulin casually walked a few steps with his notebook, then lazily arranged his coat. The white undershirt was then pulled open, revealing his delicate and beautiful collarbones.

Under the sun, the fair-skinned and handsome young man turned his head, and the golden-white light fell on his beautiful profile. His long eyelashes blinked with golden-white light, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

There are indeed many people visiting Suna.

The entire gallery wall is lined with outstanding works from this year’s art students.

There is also a white label attached to the lower right corner of each work, with the artist's name and class written on it.

However, because Su Na had so many works selected, the academy simply opened an "Art Corner" for her.

Suna stood there boredly watching the classmates walk in one by one.

When almost everyone passes by the entrance of the gallery, their eyes will unconsciously look at the little girl wearing a uniform and short skirt, looking down at the ground in a daze.

The little figure was motionless and had two little braids. It looked cute to begin with, and its dazed look made it even more well-behaved.

Fair and tender, it looks easy to bully, and at the same time it easily arouses the protective desire of boys and girls.

"She's so cute. Do you know her name?"

"Of course I know. Anna is the best at drawing at the Academy of Fine Arts, so she's famous!"

The girl I knew started selling like an old aunt:

"Do you want her to paint for you? I have an account here for reservations!"