Chapter 193 The cat demon under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree

Immediately afterwards.

Under the leadership of Qiao Liang, Anting came to the fourth floor of the Art Building.

Although the Art Building is an art building, art students and music students will not appear here. They have dedicated classrooms. This is a gathering place for liberal arts students and clubs.

The fourth floor of the Art Building is a dance studio.

The rehearsal of the dance club some time ago took place here.

The reason why Qiao Liang brought Anting here.

On the one hand, she is the president of the dance club and has the key to the dance studio. She regards this as a private area; on the other hand, what Qiao Liang painted is not a serious thing, it is a shady picture, why? Maybe in a common area like the high school art room? Definitely somewhere no one else would find it.

At this moment.

The dance studio was deserted.

The huge classroom was empty, with only a chair and a drawing board placed in the middle, and the drawing board was covered with a layer of white cloth.

Obviously, under the white cloth was the astringent picture that Qiao Liang wanted to show the boy.

Frankly speaking.

Although the boy has always shown his desire for Shitu, which is even a bit obscene; but those are interactions with friends and are deliberately exaggerated.

Anting, who has a 29-year-old soul, has read countless films, and even has a lot of practical experience, will not have too many psychological fluctuations for a mere dull picture.

It’s just a picture, so you can sit back and relax.

　“唔唔唔唔~”

At this time, under Qiao Liang’s playful dubbing, she pretended to be solemn and slowly opened the white cloth .

A colorful illustration suddenly appeared in front of the boy's eyes...

The field expanded!

At that moment, Anting’s pupils suddenly shrank, as if he was visually shocked.

In the old street full of ancient charm, there are osmanthus trees on both sides. A beautiful girl with short hair and a very good figure. The sun shines on the osmanthus. Under the reflection of the golden osmanthus, the girl's hair is dyed. She was golden, barefooted, wearing a cute cat girl costume, leading a large group of various cats, galloping towards the boy outside the painting.

Hmm...there is a destructive power that wants to break through the painting.

It’s like he’s really flying towards the boy outside the painting.

Perhaps the young man has too little experience in art. This time he was stunned. He did not expect it to be so attractive.

After the first shock, Anting gradually recovered and calmed down.

Two highlights followed.

First, although it is a censorious picture, it does not break the bottom line. The heroine has a perfect figure, protruding front and back, and her clothes are very revealing; second, this two-dimensional girl looks very much like Qiao Liang...< br />
Wait...

It doesn’t seem like Qiao Liang.

This girl is Qiao Liang! ! !

"Do you like it?"

While feeling proud, Qiao Liang put one hand on her hips and the other on the back of her head, with a hint of shyness on her delicate face.

Seeing the shyness on the girl’s face, Anting was sure that the girl in the painting was Qiao Liang himself. He still asked tentatively in an unbelieving tone: “So, this picture Is the prototype of yourself...?"

Qiao Liang rubbed the back of his head, looking heartless, blushing, and replied: "Hey, hey, it's a helpless move, I am the first This is my first painting like this. I have no experience, lack of models, and I can’t get the proportions of many details in place... I just applied myself. How about it? Is it astringent enough? One thing to say, my body is still very H-shaped.”
< br /> Qiao Liang is just short-sighted, but it’s not that he lacks self-awareness.

She is very aware of the charm of her body.

No one is a more suitable model than myself.

Originally I wanted to make up a brand new character, so I drew a few, and I felt that the flaws were vivid, so I simply used myself as the prototype.

After a while.

Seeing that the boy still didn’t respond, Qiao Liang put his hands on his hips and pouted, saying: "An Ting, why don’t you speak? It’s so rude!"

Even though it was People like Qiao Liang still want to be praised.

Others have sacrificed themselves, but you still don’t praise me! ?

An Ting looked at the painting and then at Qiao Liang.

Not only do you like it, but you also want to make a move...

When the two-dimensional illustration and the three-dimensional real person stand in front of you at the same time, it will cause damage to the heart of the passionate young man. Power cannot be underestimated.

Since his rebirth, Anting has only had feelings for two people, namely Qiao Liang and Song Ci.

Of course, for Qiao Liang, the heartbeat is more superficial; for Song Ci, it is more inner...

After a brief hesitation, Anting endured Stopping his heartbeat, he turned his face, a little embarrassed, and said: "The painting is great, Teacher Eromana."

　"Eromana.Teacher Romana? "

After being stunned for a while, Qiao Liang realized that it is a homophone in Japanese.

Qiao Liang may have thought that the young man's praise was not strong enough, so he pretended to be disappointed and said: "Hey …That's it! I originally wanted to give it to you, but now I think it’s better to say goodbye. ”

Don’t forget the agreement between Anting and Qiao Liang, which was to show him the pictures instead of giving them to him.

Originally, they were given to the boy. I didn’t want to give it away now.

But unexpectedly.

Almost at the same time, Anting grabbed Qiao Liang’s hand and said sincerely: "How about... Why don't you give it to me? "

"Giggle..."

Qiao Liang agreed readily, but there was only one condition.

"What condition? "

With a face that was red from shame and a sly smile with a hint of sinisterness, Qiao Liang used the word pure desire to the fullest, and said in a weird tone: "Don't use my pictures. , doing weird things. ”

Actually... Qiao Liang saw that Anting had an ulterior motive and thought that the boy wanted to do that kind of thing to his pictures.

After all, he was an adolescent boy. .

In fact.

The reason why Anting wanted this astringent picture was indeed for an ulterior motive, but it was not the things Qiao Liang thought about, but Other uses.

Do you still remember what Zhang Jing said? It’s time for the secret base to launch another mascot. It will definitely not use this picture directly, but use this as a prototype to create a Q version of the character.

Just like the mascot S, which is based on Song Dynasty porcelain.

Although it is based on Song porcelain, no one can actually see it.
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“Ah...something weird? ”

Hearing this, the ignorant and slow boy first stared at Qiao Liang’s eyes, then followed his gaze, lowered his head, and looked in an unknown direction.

In an instant, everything became clear.

An Ting said excitedly: "Idiot, I won't do that kind of thing! "

"Eh... who knew you..."

In any case, Qiao Liang still presented this painting to Anting.

Anting also gave this picture a name - "Cat Demon Under the Osmanthus Tree".

Before leaving the art building, the two went up to the utility room on the fifth floor to visit the little girl. Dark, I found that the little guy had returned from the canteen, and was fast asleep after eating.

The days are very moist.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Liang became more determined in his decision, and just let Xiao An live here like this. We could all be friends and visit occasionally.

Leave directly without disturbing the kitten.

Walking on the school road, Qiao Liang suddenly said: "Brother Ting, let me tell you something."

"What is it?"

"Didn't I promise you that I would give you two copies of Shitu?"

An Ting recalled that the original agreement was two copies of Shitu.

It’s just that the young man took it as a joke, two portions, or even none. In fact, he didn’t care that much. He didn’t expect this girl to care so much.

Seeing the expression on the young man's face, Qiao Liang's eyes were firm and he said seriously: "I care about the agreements between friends. I regard Brother Ting as a very important friend."

They are all buddies.

"Hey... I'm really lucky that you can say such hypocritical words." Anting was a little moved but also a little helpless about this heartless girl.

"Giggle..."

Anting was too lazy to dwell on it and returned to the topic, saying: "So, you still owe me a Shitu!?"

"Well, I originally wanted to use Song Ci to draw a picture, but I was afraid that she would be angry, so I couldn't make up my mind for a while."

The moment the words fell.

The two of them happened to be walking in the administration building, when a long black figure walked out of it.

When it comes to Song porcelain, Song porcelain comes to mind.

The top five students in each class have been correcting test papers in the administration building for the past two days, and Song Ci is no exception. It is reasonable to come out of the administration building at this moment.

Although the final exam has passed, Song Ci is still wearing the complete school uniform, but without a ponytail. Although restrained, she exudes a touch of vitality.

She should be enjoying her campus youth.

Becoming more and more lively.

An Ting suddenly recalled the scene when he saw Song Ci changing clothes in the gymnasium. He looked at Qiao Liang, no longer smiling playfully, and said seriously: "No drawing..."

"Well...why ?" Qiao Liang asked puzzled.

"Because... we can't cross the line."

"Oh." Qiao Liang seemed to understand.