The hostess has unique killing skills

Chapter 14 A Different Feeling
Fang Yuanyuan stopped abruptly when she heard these words, and then put on a face full of disbelief, as if it was raining red in the sky.

"Candy?"

Bai Tang looked at her directly, but didn't respond.

"You said that?" Fang Yuanyuan rubbed her eyes, not quite believing that Bai Tang was coaxing her just now.Although the words were embarrassing enough, Bai Tang felt like he had won the lottery!
Bai Tang returned to his usual indifferent expression, glanced contemptuously at the smiling cheeks blooming beside him, and turned his head.

But he was relieved.

Fang Yuanyuan has a quick temper and walks quickly. She still looks like a dead person when she enters the school gate, but she is full of vigor once she enters the corridor.

"Tangtang, I'll take you to an interesting place tonight!" She leaned into Bai Tang's ear and whispered a few words, her expression still smiling, "I'm going back to the classroom first, I'll come to you for lunch!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yuanyuan slipped away with oil on her feet.

Bai Tang stood there dumbfounded, and suddenly snapped his fingers to make some calculations.

Oh, today Wednesday, Fang Yuanyuan doesn't need to go to the physical class.

As usual, when Bai Tang entered the classroom, he chose a corner seat and sat down.It seemed like it was reserved for Bai Tang, no matter how late she came, the corner would always be vacant.

The first class is world history, which does not belong to the category that Bai Tang is interested in.

She took out a pen and paper, and drew pictures on the paper with a serious expression.

"What are you drawing?" A voice from the left entered Bai Tang's ears gently.

Bai Tang raised his head subconsciously, trying to identify the face talking to him, um, he didn't recognize him.

The person who spoke to her was her classmate Liu Yuyao, who seemed to be a soft-tempered little girl.

"Draw it casually." Bai Tang never talked to her classmates, and her sense of presence in the class has always been zero. Sometimes the counselor would forget that there is such a person in the class.

It was obvious that Bai Tang's words were ending the conversation, but Liu Yuyao looked there again as if she didn't understand Bai Tang's meaning at all.

"Do you like sunflowers? The painting is so beautiful!" Liu Yuyao's eyes widened in surprise, and her mouth opened into an "O" shape.

It was the first time that Bai Tang was praised so much. Even Fang Yuanyuan had never said any words of praise to her. Instead, she felt a little at a loss for a while, almost losing her grip on the pen.

Liu Yuyao's smile remained unabated, she chatted with Bai Tang nonchalantly all the time, and when she was happy with the conversation, she even pointed out where Bai Tang should write better.

A class ended quickly.

It can be said that Bai Tang had a very happy class.

Throughout the world history class, Liu Yuyao was talking to her, which felt different from when Fang Yuanyuan was together.When I was with Fang Yuanyuan, most of the time it was Fang Yuanyuan who was talking, or even directly calling the shots.And when getting along with Liu Yuyao, Bai Tang can express his opinions weakly, even if he doesn't say much, the other party will give him a positive look.

This kind of look is very similar to the happy psychology of a child who gets a full score and goes home and is praised by his parents.

Bai Tang felt very comfortable.

The second class is color design.

Liu Yuyao still sat next to Bai Tang, and Bai Tang would always choose the corner when choosing a seat.

The two began to discuss color matching again. There is no need to lower their voices in this class, because everyone is discussing.

Soon, the time for the second class passed quickly.

Bai Tang sat at the original position and packed up the scroll, planning to go to the bathroom.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I suddenly thought that I didn't take the paper, so I hurried back.

Before he stepped into the door, Bai Tang heard the conversation of the people in the room.

(End of this chapter)