Obviously, Han Xiaomin also did something outstanding as a woman, and her value in the eyes of others is not just appearance.

Holding his arms, holding the rolled-up documents in his hand, his expression was very arrogant: "It's done, but now I suddenly don't want to show it to you!"

Wan Changsheng is not afraid of being arrogant: "This is Xiao Zhong, a model from our sculpture department. This is my colleague from the Student Union. If you have to rest after get off work, we will still talk about things..."

Zhong Mingxia shook her head: "You haven't finished analyzing it yet. I think you can try it. What if I think I can, I'll treat you to lunch."

Han Xiaomin couldn't help but hehe.

Zhong Mingxia is not a good person, so she quickly responded: "If you have something to say, don't be sarcastic!"

How powerful is Han Xiaomin? The kind of fighting power in the Student Union dared to rebel in the student union: "Oh, the world is so big and Jiangzhou is so small, who can be so good? I can't even give some antonyms?"

Zhong Mingxia met his opponent: "You are really like an old lady!"

Han Xiaomin couldn't help but learn the spirit: "What does it mean?"

Zhong Mingxia was calm and composed: "The old lady is so slap in a hurry!"

Han Xiaomin lit up instantly: "Ouch! I'll give you some color, you're still getting upset. Are you talking swearing and insulting people, right?"

Zhong Mingxia hehe: "You can pick it up with me, then don't blame me for acting."

This is not the right state. The trick to quarrel is to be calm and gentle. You must not be so angry that you are like an old woman. Han Xiaomin quickly adjusted to noble ridicule: "Yes, Zhen Nais, unexpectedly give me a move to defeat the enemy..."

Taking advantage of the tone, Wan Changsheng finally took the opportunity to reach out to the middle of the two, swam up and down vertically, and simulated building a wall: "As for it, I don't know at all, and I have no interest..."

The two girls actually turned around fiercely together: "Shut up!"

At home, I watched Sun Erniang and Jia Huanhuan bickering every day. Wan Changsheng sighed deeply. He knew that the quarrel between such women was hard to tell at all.

He simply turned around and left.

Zhong Mingxia really wanted to ask for advice, so she looked at Han Xiaomin with disdain and quickly followed: "I don't want to go to your cafeteria to be photographed everywhere."

It is even more impossible for Han Xiaomin to stay alone, so he turned around and habitually plucked his hair: "It's impossible to encounter such interruptions. Let's order a takeaway and go to the office to talk."

Zhong Mingxia might have been a little tired, so she simply reached out to put Wan Changsheng's backpack on her backpack and pulled him out.

Han Xiaomin was already very angry, so he grabbed Wan Changsheng's other arm and went to the school.

The Sculpture Department is on the side where the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts came in. Wan Changsheng walked out of the iron gate outside the sculpture factory, and there were densely packed with students coming from other teaching buildings and outside the school for lunch...

The Academy of Fine Arts rents a house outside, called it a painting room, and the proportion of students who are engaged in creation must be higher than that of many ordinary colleges.

Besides, there is really no need to draw homework in the classroom for many subjects. It is great to be free and easy for yourself, so many students will come back to have lunch at noon and evening.

So now...

In front of everyone, I saw two beautiful girls pulling Wan Changsheng around and exerting force in reverse!

Many people were so excited that they ate their hands, my god!

It's so honorable to actually see this kind of scene of two women competing for husbands with their own eyes!

Isn’t Zhong Mingxia disgusted with being photographed? Now, all kinds of mobile phones are found!

She is also very tough, anyway, it's like this, it's too late to let go or not, so she just pulled harder.

Han Xiaomin is even more competitive and will never give in. Just tug of war, who can't do it?

She is wearing more and more simple and simple now, with a black lettering shirt and thin legs jeans and sneakers, and is focused on the workplace, with short hair all the way up to the ears.

Zhong Mingxia's usual loose sarong trousers and a one-collar blouse decorated with complex ruffles on her chest are pitiful, covering her shoulders, and a little sexually sensual. She is paired with gold-edged petal slippers and long wavy hair, which is mature and lazy.

Everyone has their own good looks.

Even though Zhong Mingxia is too far ahead in appearance, Han Xiaomin is a student in the same school and has extra points for emotional support.

So in the eyes of the melon-eating students, this tug-of-war is evenly matched!

Wan Changsheng can't even cover his head with both hands. What kind of evil did I do?

Fortunately, he was also a stone-killing man, and his hands were still powerful. The girl who was dragging her hands left and right and never letting go closed her hands and said, "What are you all doing? Go back, return, and have dinner at the sculpture factory. Han Xiaomin, order takeaway, I will transfer the money to you. If you have something to say, how can you do it? How can you do it?”

With his strength, he tried his best to pretend to be calm and drag two despicable girls into the sculpture system, and then he shook his arms away: "It is the most unreasonable for women to argue! Don't argue, okay?"

Wan Changsheng, who has always been calm and gentle, finally couldn't stand it in this kind of scene.

Han Xiaomin, who had never seen him emphasize his tone, opened her mouth, and finally took into account the relationship and did not continue. She lowered her head and touched her phone: "What are you eating..."

Zhong Mingxia may be more concerned about her image and she sneered and didn't speak.

Wan Changsheng was not angry: "Whatever, Xiao Zhong, you are eager to understand your affairs clearly. This is right, but you don't care whether I am willing to communicate with you during extracurricular time. You are too dependent on your identity as a beauty and feel good about yourself. It's the same truth just now. Not everyone should pay for you. You have to calculate money every hour, and others are also valuable. Do you understand?!"

Han Xiaomin pressed her phone and was as brisk as if she was playing the piano, and she even shook her head a little.

Who knew that Wan Changsheng turned around and was not polite to her: "You are the secretary-general of the Student Union! I also want to cooperate with you to do something. Do you think the attitude just now is correct? We have a working relationship, is it correct to mix personal emotions at any time?"

Han Xiaomin looked at each other in surprise, then passed through Wan Changsheng and noticed that Zhong Mingxia had lowered her avatar and made a big mistake, so she nodded to Wan Changsheng.

Wan Changsheng originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to be so shameless and become more majestic.

Because as he told Zhong Mingxia, there is really a difference between men and women.

A blind gentle attitude may touch Xu Chaohui and make Ma Zhenyu admire him. Ding Xiaopeng, Fu Shiliang and others agree.

But it is different for girls, and it is easy to be understood as gentleness.

Although there are some chances between the two of them, Wan Changsheng still thinks that he should review it if he has no problem with his attitude.

Turning back, she immediately felt that Zhong Mingxia seemed to be crying. And she really came to her long hair and her auricle turned red immediately. Her collar exposed her shoulder and neck skin, and instantly turned red from fairness, and then she sobbed a little silently, and tears dripped on the ground were very eye-catching!

Wan Changsheng cried when he said this, and looked back at Han Xiaomin in horror.

This expression made Han Xiaomin laugh instantly and took out a tissue from his cross-body handbag: "I'll wait for takeout outside the iron gate... Hey! Don't you eat?"

The secretary-general who walked outside the iron gate of the sculpture department was shocked. There were actually many boys and girls huddled outside with curiosity to listen to the wall!

Wan Changsheng didn't coax him, and walked a few steps to the huge door of the sculpture factory to cover it: "When you cry, others will be soft-hearted and follow you? Society is not so easy, at least men will only be laughed at if they cry."

Zhong Mingxia shook her head silently, but she shook more tears.

Wan Changsheng reached out to hand the tissue over, but the distance between the two was two or three meters, which was more like the teasing kitten.

Zhong Mingxia lowered her head and didn't know if she saw it. She took out a wet tissue from her cloth bag and printed it on her face. She remembered something and immediately touched the mirror to look at her face. She pressed the wet tissue hard on her eyes, covering her eyes, tilted her head and whispered: "Apart from the rented house alone, she didn't cry outside. She suddenly felt very wronged just now, you don't understand..."

Wan Changsheng smiled: "Tell me, why are you wronged?"

Zhong Mingxia's eyes were covered with white strips like a blind man. Her head raised her head made her look more white and slender, as beautiful as a swan, but she spoke softly: "My family is in ordinary conditions, and she can't learn anything when she goes to a vocational high school in middle school. She started to play cosplay and work in the photography circle, go to auto shows, film shows, and comic exhibitions, and support herself and can support her family. My parents thought I was working seriously, but I was really unwilling to accept that I was not willing to beg for boys to change my mind like those female classmates who smoked and drank. I wanted to change my destiny and pluck my courage to come to the Academy of Fine Arts. Do you know how brave I have to pluck off my last little clothes?"

Wan Changsheng vaguely understood: "It depends entirely on... I'm holding on?"

Otherwise, how could she explain her emotions that are so prone to blushing, but her words and actions are quite tough.

The more guilty a person is, the tougher he is.

Wan Changsheng doesn’t have to hold on. No matter what he does outside, as long as he doesn’t break the law and loses his life, the worst thing is to go back and inherit billions of property as a temple guard.

So with his state of mind, how could he be interested in confronting others? His family is loyal and has a broad mind.

He had never experienced this psychological pressure before, even though he had already thought about the female apprentice when facing Fisheryan, but Zhong Mingxia was obviously under even more pressure.

However, who in this world has no pressure?

Wan Changsheng was about to say this, and the female model kosted him in one sentence: "I am not familiar with the place. I am like a stray kitten and dog, and I am still trustworthy when I finally met you. Of course, I have to lean on you quickly and lean on you hard. It's really hard for me... I don't want anyone's hypocritical favor, nor do I want anyone's charity to support me. I just want to know how I can change my destiny and become a senior person."

Everyone wants to get rich overnight, but most people do not make the right efforts to make it work, and more people are just blindly busy and unable to find the direction.

Wan Changsheng looked at the girl with white wet tissues covered with her eyes, as if she was a blind portrayal of her.

He said casually: "If you have the chance, I will introduce my agent to you. She may know better than me how to help you."
Chapter completed!