The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 479 0478. A 20-Day New Journey (9)

After thinking for more than ten seconds, Zhuang Xinian took out all the currency that could be found from his body and backpack.

Just buy as much as you can, at worst, a wet wipe will last for three days!
After buying wet wipes from the counter, the roommates have all washed up and are asking if anyone is going to have breakfast.

Zhuang Xi replied smoothly that she had already eaten, so she would not go.

The Spanish girl saw the thing in Zhuang Xinian's hand sharply, and asked her what it was.

Zhuang Xinian held it up for them to see.

She was then rounded up and asked where she bought it.

Zhuang Xinian answered truthfully, and immediately after, the whole room was empty, leaving Zhuang Xinian alone.

To be honest, wet wipes are really indispensable during the study time of this new course.

Can be less, but not without.

After Tang Yuan came back from shopping after breakfast, she vividly told Zhuang Xinian how many people were blocking the counter to buy wet wipes.

Of course, basically all of them are their friends.

Including those boys.

After lunch, they set off on time again.

With the experience of the first three days, the second three days is relatively easy to accept.

Everyone continued step by step what they hadn't finished last time.

The same goes for Zhuang Xinian and Tang Yuan.

Even if Zhuang Xinian had walked that road for three days, how could a road idiot remember the road so easily?
If you can remember when you walk by, is it still considered a road idiot?

Although Tang Yuan didn't express anything about this, Zhuang Xinian felt Tang Yuan's death stare when she said that she still didn't know her way.

Because when he came, he didn't bring anything to charge his phone, so in order to save the battery in his phone, Zhuang Xinian turned off his phone directly, and rarely turned it on.

But Jiang Shaoheng in China became anxious when he couldn't contact her.

But he didn't run around like a headless chicken. After panicking for a while, he gradually calmed down, and made a phone call to ask Dad Zhuang.

Zhuang's father heard Jiang Shaoheng's anxiety on the phone, and he didn't tease him. After all, he was still studying. If the teasing made him serious, it would be bad if he lost his studies and ran over to find someone.

So I told him exactly what Zhuang Xinian was going to attend the new course arrangement.

Knowing that his little girlfriend is safe and sound, Jiang Shaoheng regained his previous calmness and self-control, thanked Zhuang's father politely and hung up the phone.

Although Zhuang Xinian did not contact him, Jiang Shaoheng still sent messages to her WeChat every day.

But Zhuang Xinian, who was studying with the computer off, didn't know all of this.

Another three-day cycle has passed, and Zhuang Xinian has already begun to have a prototype of his finished product in his mind, so he is trying to realize it on the drawing paper.

However, she did not use paint rashly, but first outlined it with a charcoal pencil.

However, we all know that there is always a difference between what is imagined and what is actually realized.

Zhuang Xinian drew many pictures in a row and was not satisfied.

Drawing paper is limited, and there is no way to replenish it in this kind of place, so I had to stop.

Tang Yuan hadn't started painting yet, seeing Zhuang Xinian staring in a daze at the scenery in front of her with a depressed face, she asked her with some doubts, "Xi Nian, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Xinian turned her head and glanced at Tang Yuan, her voice faltered, "My drawing paper is almost finished, but I still haven't drawn it..."

After hearing Zhuang Xinian's words, Tang Yuan knew the problem immediately, and waved her hand proudly, "Don't be afraid! Don't worry about drawing! I still have a lot! Before going out, I specially brought all the stocks at home! "

"Really?! Tang Yuan! You are such a big baby!" Zhuang Xinian hugged Tang Yuan in surprise.

Tang Yuan laughed "hehe" twice, and patted Jiang Shaoheng on the back, "Draw quickly, draw quickly, I don't have any inspiration yet."

Zhuang Xinian agreed and began to draw without any scruples.

Maybe it was because he had no more scruples, or maybe it was because he had just relieved the pressure, Zhuang Xinian's painting was smoother this time.

Tang Yuan stood behind her and looked at her enviously.

However, Zhuang Xinian only sketched a rough outline, not fully perfected.

Zhuang Xinian stopped drawing when he felt that he had almost drawn out the outline of the things in his mind, and stood up with a shake of his shoulders.

Turning around, she found Tang Yuan standing behind her, and asked her strangely, "Tang Yuan, what's the matter?"

Tang Yuan forced a smile, then lowered her head, her voice was a little low, but because there were only the two of them here, Zhuang Xinian could hear clearly.

"I envy you so much..."

Zhuang Xinian: "???"

"What do you envy me for?"

Tang Yuan looked up at Zhuang Xinian's painting quickly, and muttered something.

But because the voice was so low, it could almost be said that it was in the throat, so Zhuang Xinian couldn't hear it.

Zhuang Xinian frowned, put his ear close to Tang Yuan, and asked again.

Tang Yuan looked at Zhuang Xinian's ears that were so close together, and seemed to be a bit self-defeating, and said what she had just said.

"I envy you for drawing it so quickly!"

Zhuang Xinian heard clearly this time, she turned her head to look at a row of paintings, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"What's wrong with me, it's nothing. It's just a prototype, and I'm not good at drawing scenes. The characters are okay, but I think scenes are quite difficult to draw. Didn't you see that I wasted so many sheets of paper?" ?”

Hearing Zhuang Xinian's seemingly consoling words, Tang Yuan didn't feel her mood improved, but she didn't say anything more.

"Okay! If you look at it more, you will definitely be able to draw it. It must be better than mine!" Zhuang Xinian grabbed Tang Yuan's shoulders and turned her to the empty field of vision in front of her.

Looking at the scenery in front of her, Tang Yuan gradually stopped thinking about Zhuang Xinian's painting so fast, and devoted herself fully to the scenery in front of her.

Seeing that her condition had returned to normal, Zhuang Xinian breathed a sigh of relief, then took down his prototype, folded it up and put it in the middle of his tool bag.

She'd better do some research, as soon as she drew it, the thing in her mind became a little fuzzy again.

The scenery is like this, unlike the characters, Zhuang Xinian really has nothing to do.

As soon as it got dark, Zhuang Xinian couldn't wait to drag Tang Yuan to meet up with her friends. Tang Yuan was well aware of her urination, so she had to pack her things and go back with her.

When I went back, those who painted on the small platform were still struggling, and some even started to paint.

Zhuang Xinian could only sigh that people are really different.

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