The Top Villainess Wants to Whitewash

The battle was about to start, and when the two were preparing for the battle, Liang Yin grabbed the palms of the two and raised their feet. He directly directed angrily towards the direction of the study.

"I am the master, I have the final say!"

Liang Yin pursed his mouth, a little unhappy.

Her lovely disciples, don't listen to her.

, Jiang Yushi and Luo Hanyu were violently pulled by Liang Yin, and they couldn't help but froze in place.

The warm touch from the palm of the hand made the two feel relieved.

But when I thought of the two of them being led by Liang Yin, their expressions couldn't help but change. The two of them looked at each other, almost crackling and burning sparks.

If it was Liang Yin, if he was not here, Luo Hanyu and Jiang Yushi should have beaten the sword into a ball by now.

Both of them are reborn people, and the things they experience are very tortuous and complicated. The possessiveness of your beloved is extremely strong, let alone holding hands with someone other than yourself, even if you just can’t hold your fingers. They will all be angry.

The master belongs to him, and he will never let him go to others!

Everyone thinks so, so the two people look at each other, except for killing intent, but also hate.

The study room is very large, because the disciples want to study, there are many desks, and they are filled with pen, ink, paper, inkstone and rice paper.

After Liang Yin pulled the two in, he directly let go of his hands, turned his head and looked at the two with a sly smile:

"Don't you two want to compete? As a teacher, I will give you a chance now!"

As soon as Liang Yin's voice fell, he turned around and walked towards the bookcase.

When Luo Hanyu and Jiang Yu stood at the door, their eyes were filled with doubts.

Master, what does this mean?

Is it to let them fight in the study?

Both of them didn't understand. When they looked at each other, they almost all gave each other a sharp look.

When they saw Liang Yin reported a thick yellowed book, they came to the table. Can't help being taken aback.

Snap! Liang Yin put the thick book on the table and smiled at the two of them:

"You two will copy the five hundred rules of the Floating Cloud Gate a hundred times. Whoever finishes the copy first will be the winner. You two will learn from each other. Come on!"

Liang Yin directed at the two of them and made a cheering movement, then turned around and walked out the door directly.

Standing in place, Luo Hanyu and Jiang Yushi froze in place as if they were struck by lightning.

Copying the five hundred rules of the Liuyun Gate a hundred times, it would be more terrifying than killing them, OK? !

Jiang Yushi turned around, ran out of the gate quickly, stopped Liang Yin, and said anxiously:

"Master, we can't compare, can we not compare?"

"Master, I can't compare."

Luo Hanyu walked from behind Liang Yin, the narrow peach blossom eyes looked at the cool tone, filled with pitiful streamers, almost a bit of coquettish taste, his expression was completely foul, cool tone, feeling his own little The heart can't stand it either.

"Master, I can't compare, can I just copy it?" Luo Hanyu's voice was very soft, with a slight sense of begging, Liang Yin's heart softened.

He coughed dryly, pretending to be majestic:

"No way? Okay. You can write poems, practice calligraphy and painting, just relax a little bit," Liang Yin said, turning around and back to the study.

Ever since Luo Hanyu and Jiang Yu learned that they were disobedient, Liang Yin would use "terrible*" methods to deal with them, and he was immediately honest.

As long as they are in front of Liang Yin, their performance becomes a bit "love each other", and the picture once made Liang Yin feel very incompatible. After all, although the two of them are laughing, the appearance of a non-smiling smile is really a bit sore.

But sometimes the two of them behaved normally,

At one point, Liang Yin was very suspicious of whether they had reconciled, after all, the dislikes and liking of the teenagers came and went quickly.

in the room.

The two teenagers are sitting in front of the book table, drawing something,

At this moment, Liang Yin was lying by the window, his palm supporting his chin, looking at the snow scene under the green bamboo in the distance. A look of loss flashed through his eyes inexplicably.

Just now, a white figure seemed to flash in her mind.

It seemed to be a man. The man had silver hair. She couldn't see the man's expression, but remembered that the man had silver eyes. The eyes were filled with sadness. People could not help but feel stabbed when they saw it. pain.

The man stood on the cobblestone path swept away by the snow, beside the blue bamboo, there was still light snow falling continuously.

Looking at the end of the road, the man seemed to be waiting for someone, but he hadn't waited for the person he was waiting for.

This inexplicably complicated emotion sometimes makes her sad.

Liang Yin sighed slightly.

She always feels that she seems to have forgotten very important things. Who are the pictures that flashed in her mind?

Why is there a suffocation pain in my heart every time I think of it, even if she can't remember who it is at all, he still has that kind of inexplicable heart palpitations and sadness.

At this moment, Liang Yin, whose thoughts are drifting far away, didn't know that Luo Hanyu, who was sitting at the desk, had already drawn her look.

A girl in men's clothing leaned against the window sill, the snow outside the house reflected her small face, with a soft luminosity, the hair ribbon that was blown by the cold wind was falling with some snowflakes...

With every stroke, the arc on the corner of Luo Hanyu's mouth becomes softer.

Soon after, when Liang Yin turned around, he saw Luo Hanyu sitting in front of the bookcase, slowly rolling up the painting he had just painted.

"What are you painting? Why did you roll it up?"

Liang Yin came to Luo Hanyu's bookcase curiously, looking at Luo Hanyu's picture scroll, his eyes filled with doubts.

Luo Hanyu's eyes filled with a gentle smile upon hearing this. Looking up at Liang Yin, his eyes are full of petting colors:

"Master, what is painted in this painting is the one I mentioned to you last time, the person I will love from life to life."

"The one you like?! Can you show me?!"

When Liang Yin heard this, his expression was quite agitated, and his eyes became more curious.

Sitting by the side, when Jiang Yu was writing something, he couldn't help but raise his head when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows, and mocked:

"Master, don't look at it. He painted a pig!"

"Pig? I don't think it's possible." Liang Yin looked at the scroll in Luo Hanyu's hand, his eyes filled with little stars. The raging fire of gossip ignited.

Seeing that Luo Hanyu didn't want to tell himself who he liked?

Liang Yin was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, a sly color flashed through his eyes.

Luo Hanyu didn't tell her, she just had to take a peek.

Thinking of this, Liang Yin's mood became very good, and at this moment. Sitting aside, Jiang Yushi suddenly put down the brush, picked up the painted picture in his hand, and kept smiling.

"Hahahaha, too much! Too much like!"

"What's so alike"? Liang Yin heard laughter. I couldn't help turning around,

Suspiciously, he walked towards Jiang Yushi.

When I saw Jiang Yu's hand drawn on the rice paper, my eyes widened in shock, and then he covered his mouth and smiled tightly:

"Although it's quite abstract, it's so cute!"

Liang Yin covered his mouth, looked at the painting, and then at Luo Hanyu who was not far away, his smile became heavier.

Luo Hanyu frowned tightly and his face was full of displeasure. He intuitively told him that the painting Jiang Yushi was drawing must be related to him.