The interior is almost equivalent to enclosed, so some slight sounds were heard and Qin Nuo immediately heard them.

With a slightly moved face, Qin Nuo turned his head to look at the dark area behind the goods house on the side, and put the key in his pocket with one hand.

"Which brother and sister are there?"

There was no response, but the slight strange sounds still did not disappear.

"If you don't come out, I'll leave."

"I just listen to the teacher and come to get something."

Qin Nuo said as he approached the other side of the room.

He held the door handle with his hand and tried to twist it several times, but he didn't unscrew the door, which made Qin Nuo frown.

When I came in, the door was fine. Why couldn’t I open it if I wanted to leave?

After exerting force, Qin Nuo gave up and turned his head to look behind the shelves behind him.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared, a little tall...

"Sir Xiaoguang, what a coincidence, how did you know that the teacher is here?"

A slightly familiar voice came, and Qin Nuo's heart skipped a little, his figure fluttered in his long hair, and he was holding an oil brush and dripping dye.

The art teacher faced Qin Nuo, with only one mouth on his face, the bright red corners of his mouth raised, revealing sharp and neat fangs.

Behind her, a painting board was hung by the window. Under the rendering of light, the color of the dye on it was highlighted, stimulating the eyeballs.

The work is also eye-catching. An adult woman in black meaning, holding a long knife, stood in the dim street, rain wet her long hair and her eyes were red.

On one corner, a few children sat neatly side by side, and red dye was applied on them, which looked very scary.

In the hands of the woman in black, she held a blood-red thing...

Because the dye is too rendered and the painting style is a bit abstract, Qin Nuo cannot see many things clearly.

The art teacher followed Qin Nuo's eyes and looked at the drawing board, smiling gently: "How do you think the work the teacher just completed is like? Are they very beautiful?"

"Although I don't understand the art of teachers very much."

"But at first glance, it's really good."

Qin Nuo said, unconsciously taking two steps back and trying to open the door, but it was still in vain.

I want to remove the ghosts, but I am afraid of irritating these neurotic NPCs.

"By the way, where is your homework?"

The art teacher threw the oil brush in his hand aside, picked up another oil brush, and looked at Qin Nuo.

"You promised the teacher's homework, didn't you say you would complete it within today?"

"Isn't this not over today?"

Qin Nuo casually said: "It will be done before school."

The art teacher was silent, and at Qin Nuo's obvious perfunctory attitude, he actually showed a gentle smile: "Okay, the teacher believes in you."

"So, can I leave? The teacher is still waiting outside."

A dye plate with various colors hitting each other, placed on the table, the art teacher put down the oil brush, and smiled with expectation: "Of course."

"But the teacher wants to see what you have learned now."

"There is another flaw of the teacher on that drawing board. If you fill it up, the teacher will be satisfied and you will be able to leave."

Qin Nuo's eyes narrowed slightly.

No matter how you look at this, it is a proposition.

What you think is flawed is entirely up to you!

As hesitated, Qin Nuo picked up the oil brush, selected one of the colors, and stained it on the brush hair at the end.

Looking at the drawing board in front of him, Qin Nuo did not mean to add a stroke, but just to delay time and seek other ways out.

But at this time, the art teacher suddenly spoke.

"Okay, put down the oil brush."

Qin Nuo was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at her. She still had a gentle smile and said with a doting feeling: "There is no need for this."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because, you have chosen the wrong dye, and the teacher is very disappointed with you."

As he spoke, the old artist's face suddenly changed, and he instantly turned dark from his original gentle smile.

It's really dark, and my whole body turns black in an instant!

A large number of ugly black wrinkles climbed on the smooth face, the nails of both hands grew, and the bright blood light was shining, and a big mouth was torn apart.

"This old witch can obviously do it directly, but she still has to find such a far-fetched reason!"

Qin Nuo's eyes darkened, but he didn't mean to panic, but ran towards another corner of the shelf.

The art teacher chased after him, knocked over the dye, and stained the floor and walls in a mess.

"I didn't remember what the teacher taught you."

"Then I will stay with the teacher for the rest of today and teach you well!"

The art teacher said slowly, approaching the corner, like a cat catching a mouse, neither too slow, but as soon as he walked through the shelf, he saw that there was no one in the corner.

"Old woman, where are you looking?"

She was stunned, and Qin Nuo jumped off the cargo shelf behind and hit the art teacher hard!

…………

Crunch.

The two wooden doors in the stage room slowly opened under the push of a pair of small hands.

Luo Xun had just opened the door to the stage room and suddenly noticed something, turned around and looked in a certain direction behind.

"Sister Xiaoxun, what are you looking at?" Bai Lan walked in and asked back.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little worried about whether he can find the key? After all, he's stupid." Luo Xun said.

"Don't worry, remember where I mentioned it, there will be no problem."

Bai Lan smiled and walked into the stage room.

The fat child followed behind, his dull eyes looking around, giving people a silly feeling.

Luo Xun followed in and asked casually: "So, what are our extracurricular activities?"

Bai Lan did not rush to answer, climbed up to the stage ahead, took out a drawing from it, and said, "The teacher asked us to simply design how to decorate the stage and what themes to set up."

Luo Xun's eyes were calm: "This workload cannot be accomplished by the two of us."

Bai Lan smiled mysteriously: "Of course there are more than two of us, aren't there any fat brother?"

"And, wait a little longer, there will be many friends from this party to help us."

When Luo Xun heard this, her pretty face was a little confused, and these were not under her control.

"How many? Which class do they belong to?"

Bai Lan continued to keep a mysterious smile: "This is a secret."

Luo Xun listened and showed a very shallow smile: "Is that right?"

She raised her slender fingers and continued to pinch a single piece of order, ready to bounce it on Bailan's forehead to draw out the information she wanted.

But this time, Bai Lan did not look dull and let Luo Xun mercy. She raised her hand and grabbed Luo Xun's hand.

Then, the innocent little face slowly raised, his eyes narrowed into crescent shape, and he asked softly: "Sister Xiaoxun, don't play anymore, right?"
Chapter completed!