Chapter 862：

Listening to Su Yang's words, Baixiangli couldn't help raising her eyebrows and looking at him.

In Baixiangli's eyes, if yesterday's appearance in the pavilion made her feel that the other party just followed the teacher's instructions to collect materials, then she understands now.

The person in front of him is a very independent person.

The reason why I used this person to describe it instead of this girl is because Baixiangli always felt that putting the word "girl" in front of the person in front of her would feel uncomfortable.

This is a very strange feeling.

"Yes, a place to stay." Su Yang said.

He has deduced why Baixiangli in the original world would commit suicide.

Because she is not good at facing such things.

Wanting to be a teacher but being unable to continue, made her feel painful.

She is restrained and literate, likes to stay in her own world, and seems to be out of step with the world.

360 She was kind and polite to everyone, and then she was also well-intentioned by others, but she seemed too ethereal, being close to people was more like being pulled apart by distance.

So others just watched that no one really helped her.

And what Su Yang is doing now is getting close to her.

"Because of the third grade girls, your reputation has declined, and you also find it difficult to stay in school."

"Prevent you from staying at school."

"Then directly change your wind evaluation." Su Yang said.

Su Yang's heart is like a mirror.

What Baixiangli is really rooted in her heart is that she doesn't fit in here.

So even if it is solved this time, it is possible to encounter similar things again.

So, what needs to be done is not just now.

So she needs to make herself stronger.

but.

Is this kind of thing necessary?

Because I am not used to it, I change myself.

So why can't you choose to change here and stick to yourself?

Since it's not suitable for living here, why not transform this place so that you can survive?

The difficulty instantly changed from normal to **** level.

But I'm sorry.

Su Yang's favorite is to meet the challenge.

Therefore, if he handles it, he will choose to change the world around Baixiangli.

However, let's start by changing her ethos.

"Because he looks good, and his character is not tough enough, even with a little cowardice."

Su Yang said. "Then he shut himself down."

"Next, even the body is not very good."

Su Yang counted the problems with Baixiangli.

And this made Baixiangli's cheeks redder as she listened.

"I...have so many questions?" she said uncomfortably. "And what about my body..."

"Although the fingers are rosy and have crescents, they look healthy, but you actually have a taste disorder." Su Yang said again.

"!!!"

Baixiangli was surprised instantly. "Why do you know such a thing..."

"Observable." Su Yang was very calm. "You were drinking beer with chocolate when I saw you yesterday."

"This is a weird thing."

"Um..." Baixiangli was taken aback, "Sure enough, I'm very strange..."

"It's okay." Su Yang said relaxedly, "I have met a lot of strange people. So don't care too much. Your autistic state is very likely to feel obstructive after nervousness, so I have such a strange combination , Because only these things can make you feel smelly."

Su Yang, who was saying this, had already set up the drawing board. I took out the drawing board with my left hand and started to grade.

"So... let's start."

"Anything you like?" Su Yang said.

"No, I like book handles at most," Baixiangli said, "I like Manyo Collection."

"Vaguely thundering, hazy sky, but hope that the wind and rain will keep you here."

This is really young and petty bourgeoisie.

That's why you don't fit in here.

Others are living. You are in Wenqing.

Su Yang had already picked up the brush and painted a blue on the drawing paper.

"Then I will just paint it casually." Su Yang said.

But his movements are not random at all, with a unique charm and beauty.

"this is……"

Watching Su Yang's movements, Baixiangli couldn't help but gently lift her black hair behind her ears.

She felt that her mind seemed to be suddenly attracted at this moment.

"This is the highest level of painting." Su Yang said. "You are lucky to be able to see all this."

"The real painting is to convey thoughts."