Chapter 28

Regardless of whether they will or not, players in a team of three have each received their own type of painting materials.

Twelve easels placed three together, occupying four positions around the empty chair in the middle.

"Isn't it painting a chair? That's much easier." Huang Mao was excited.

If it's just drawing a chair, no matter whether it will be drawn or not, the player is relieved.

After all, no matter how bad the drawing skills are, the chair should be able to draw a shape.

"No, the model hasn't come yet." Li Xiangling's eyes flashed red, and she suddenly said.

"The model hasn't come yet, so the model is a human?" Huang Mao became interested and smiled lewdly: "It should be a female model, I don't know if she looks good or not, hehehe."

Wan An's position happened to be facing the front door of the classroom, and she saw a man in a long red dress with knee-length hair covering his entire upper body, silently walking behind Huang Mao and standing still.

Huang Mao was still imagining the beautiful model, Lin Miao felt a chill behind him, turned his head to look, and seemed to see the yellow dress blown by the wind.

There was a moment of dizziness in front of him, and when he looked closely, he found a strange woman in a red dress standing quietly behind Huang Mao.

"Huangmao, behind you!" Lin Miao suppressed the weirdness in her heart and reminded.

Huang Mao turned around, only seeing a streak of red.

This reminded him of the woman in red who wanted to kill him in the dormitory last night, so he immediately jumped up in fright, jumped over five people, and hid behind Jia Yinan.

Jia Yinan: "..."

"My name is Guan Yangyang, and I'm today's model. Please return to your seats, the exam has begun." The girly voice of the long-haired girl in red rang out.

Then she walked past the yellow-haired easel and sat down in the empty chair in the center.

Her long hair hangs down, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

"Go back." Jia Yinan tilted his head, looking at Huang Mao with a cold expression.

Hearing Guan Yangyang's voice was not the woman in red from last night, but Huang Mao was still not relieved, she already had a psychological shadow on the red dress.

Back to the position, also has been suspicious.

"Aren't you showing your face? How do we draw?" Su Yeye frowned seeing Guan Yangyang's hair was covered all the time, covering his front and back.

Guan Yangyang shook his head, and let out a chuckle: "I'm right here, the students can draw whatever they see."

"Okay." Su Yeye curled her lips.

She had learned to draw, and she was looking at Guan Yangyang with a pencil to compose a picture, when she saw Guan Yangyang sitting there, suddenly tilting his head towards her.

Pushing back the long hair with both hands, what was revealed was a beautiful face with red and swollen eyes and blood and tears.

Her bloodshot almond eyes looked at Su Yeye with anticipation and hope: "Xiaoye, did you call the police for me?"

"Go away!" Su Yeye's eyes widened, and she pushed forward in a daze.

With a bang, the easel fell to the ground and hit Guan Yangyang who was sitting on the chair.

Guan Yangyang got up and hid back, looked at Su Yeye suspiciously, and asked with concern: "Student, what's wrong with you?"

Su Yeye stared at Guan Yangyang with his long hair still covering his face.

The NPCs in the classroom, as well as the players, including Huang Mao, who had known each other for a long time, all looked at her in surprise.

"Brother Huang, go and take a look at her hair." Su Yeye pointed at Huang Mao and ordered.

Huang Mao shook his head straight, he in red didn't want to provoke anyone now.

"What are you doing?" Lin Miao looked at Su Yeye in confusion.

Su Yeye stared at Guan Yangyang with dark eyes, bit her lips, and ordered the people next to her unwillingly: "Qin Ke, go and take a look at her hair."

No one moved, and there was no answer.

"Qin Ke, I'll tell you to go!" Su Yeye kicked her stool impatiently.

The person who was sitting on the stool facing the easel suddenly fell sideways.

Yan Mingjun turned his head and glanced, and sat down on the ground in fright, pushing himself back with both hands, and retreated behind Xie Juichao who was closest to him.

He stepped back, revealing the screen.

Xie Juan tilted his head, and looked at Qin Ke, who had a ferocious face, wide-eyed eyes, and dilated pupils.

"Dead...dead!" As a teammate on Qin Ke's right hand, Yan Mingjun, who had no idea when this person died, only felt a burst of panic in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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