Reborn Ace Designer

Not long after Wang Xiaotian left, Zhao Kang came out with a gloomy look on his face.

"Damn it, this is so fucking unreasonable. I clearly said I was going to Anhua, so why did I lose the 10,000 yuan here?" Zhao Kang walked up the stairs.

Cursed in his mouth.

With this sudden sum of money in his hand, he felt itchy in his heart and decided to go to the largest entertainment venue in the county to spend some money. If he was lucky, he could redeem the "chamber pot" he lost a few days ago.

Come……

Thinking of this chamber pot, his heart started to bleed, and he was secretly annoyed that he was so short-sighted!

It was obvious that a broken stone that had been hollowed out was actually a urinal used by the royal family in the past. What was even more annoying was that he regarded this thing as junk worth more than ten yuan and mortgaged it to others as a gambling capital.

It's a pity that if it were taken to the antique market, it would definitely be a treasure worth tens of thousands of gold. Maybe the emperor even used it to urinate on...

"Fortunately, my uncle didn't know that I had stolen this chamber pot, otherwise I would have lost all my good fruits."

Zhao Kang thought bitterly, and then he got angry secretly, and glared at the remote underground casino behind him. When he was passing by here just now, his head got hot for some reason, and he ran in by accident, and now he has lost all his money.

No more fun.

"A black shop, this is a black shop!"

Zhao Kang spat hard on the ground, got into his Santana, and left with a look of anger on his face.

…

On the way back, Wang Xiaotian kept thinking about how the little monk knew the location of Zhao Kang and kept walking forward to find him. So he asked: "Little Tu, how do you know that Zhao Kang is there?"

over there?"

"Confidential." Xiaotu glanced at Wang Xiaotian and said two words with great pity.

"Tch, it's just a little kid. Let's forget it." Wang Xiaotian curled his lips, but he was thinking in his heart that this little guy looked like a "human spirit", but it was obviously not a human. Could it really be a "spirit"?

Are there really ghosts and gods in this world? It’s unlikely...

"Hurry up, my sexy girl." Xiaotu eagerly stretched out his hand to Wang Xiaotian.

"Well……"

Wang Xiaotian's expression froze. He had really forgotten about this incident. He just said casually that he would not really ask him to go to someone's door and tear off the love action movie star.

"Well, little bald man, how about we discuss it and I can draw you a classical-style beauty some other time?" Wang Xiaotian tried to communicate with the little monk.

"No, I want a sexy girl." Little Baldy immediately shook his head.

Wang Xiaotian continued to seduce, "Classic beauties are dressed too conservatively? How about I change it to modern body art for you?"

"Is she a sexy girl?" The young monk seemed to recognize the word 'sexy girl' and looked at Wang Xiaotian with a suspicious expression.

Seeing the other party's relaxed tone, Wang Xiaotian nodded without hesitation, "Of course, of course. If you need it, I can make it more hazy style..."

The so-called "hazy style", to put it bluntly, means that the human body in the painter's painting is looming, with a hazy beauty that you want to see but cannot see, highlighting the mystery of the human body and God's wisdom in creating human beings.

After saying that, Wang Xiaotian chuckled and thought to himself, don't believe that I, a designer in the 21st century, can't handle you as a monk... (Uh, well, the 'Misty School' here is made up by Wang Xiaotian, and the real Mongwu School style of painting is not

In this way, readers can just laugh, don’t take it seriously.)

In the end, Wang Xiaotian finalized the deal at the price of two paintings amid the chant of the little monk "I have a little hair."

"Two pieces of body art..." The little monk laughed obscenely, while Wang Xiaotian was itching his teeth with hatred. This guy was simply smarter than him, who had lived for more than thirty years, and he didn't want to suffer at all.

Now, all the things that need to be done have been done, and it seems that I will go to school.

But immediately Wang Xiaotian remembered something important again and secretly wondered why he had forgotten it. He looked around quickly and hesitated for a moment.

There were so many things that happened today. It was only now that he remembered that he seemed to be missing a gift for Shangguan Zirou, because the day after tomorrow, that is, February 25th, the latter would move with his father.

Shanghai.

Before he was reborn, although he bought a sweater for the other person, because his mother had a car accident, he did not go to see the latter, and the sweater was not given at all. In the end, their relationship also broke down.

I don’t know how many nights in my life I woke up from nightmares, burst into tears when I missed my mother, and had to drink to drown my sorrows when I missed my girlfriend.

Now that he had to start over, he would definitely not allow such a thing to happen. History had gone awry, but his mother's life was saved after all. This was the happiest thing for him. And as his childhood sweetheart and first love, Shangguan Zirou, he certainly would not

Will allow others to take it away.

"What gift should I give?" Wang Xiaotian stood on the street, feeling embarrassed for a moment.

At that time, as a seventeen-year-old boy, giving sweaters would make people feel warm, but now he feels it is inappropriate to give sweaters.

Send gold and silver?

It’s inevitable to end up in a cliché…

Send roses that represent love?

He has already sent out "roses" twice today, and there will be nothing new in sending them again.

Although he knows that no matter what he gives, Zirou will definitely like it, but Wang Xiaotian is not willing to be careless in this matter!

This is the first time he has given a gift to Shangguan Zirou after his rebirth, and it is a gift for the two of them, so this gift must firmly capture the other person's heart and tie this girl to his own string.

, otherwise no one would be at ease with such a beautiful little daughter-in-law outside.

Although Wang Xiaotian is full of confidence in their relationship, after all, Shangguan Zirou did not become his bride in the previous life...

Wang Xiaotian took a quick look at the gift shops of this era on the street. They were just old-fashioned accessories with no interest. After looking at a few stores, he lost interest.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Xiaotian raised his head and glanced at a perfume shop opposite with a pink billboard.

He had taken a careful look at this store just now. The perfume was sold well, but that was all. There was nothing else attractive about it, so it was not suitable for him to give as a gift.

But looking at this store at this moment, Wang Xiaotian's eyes suddenly flashed. Without thinking, he walked directly across the street and walked into this perfume store with lukewarm business.

Half an hour later, Wang Xiaotian walked out of the perfume shop and left.

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When I returned to school, it was already half past three in the afternoon.

Because the Phoenix bicycle was parked in the hospital by Wang Xiaotian, he later ran to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, but he did not meet the young nurse Zhang Miaojing again. Wang Xiaotian rode his bicycle slowly and leisurely into the school.

When passing by the gate, the old man in the communication room was lying on the table and falling asleep. Wang Xiaotian took advantage of this opportunity and slipped in quickly.

Fortunately, he was not discovered by this old antique, otherwise he would have listened to his nonsense about political lessons. After parking his bicycle, Wang Xiaotian came to his classroom leisurely, whistling in his mouth.

It is now the third class in the afternoon. The class is taught by history teacher Zhang Xueyi, an old man in his sixties with a unique "Mediterranean" hairstyle that Wang Xiaotian recognized at a glance through the window glass.

It is said that this old man started teaching in the youth middle school when he was young and devoted his whole life to education. Many teachers in the school were his students. In terms of seniority, I am afraid that no one in this school can compare with him.

Pass him.

"...Students, we have a lot to learn today. The teacher would like to ask, what are the Three People's Principles proposed by Mr. Sun Yat-sen in the Outline of the Founding of the People's Republic of China? If you know, please answer." History teacher Zhang Xueyi put down the textbook in his hand and asked.

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"Report, teacher." At this time, Wang Xiaotian shouted outside the door.

"This classmate, please tell me..." Zhang Xueyi thought someone was answering, but he was stunned when he saw Wang Xiaotian outside the door.

Wang Xiaotian was also startled for a moment, but he immediately reacted. The little old man mistakenly thought he was going to answer a question, and he felt a little funny in his heart.

However, Wang Xiaotian also became playful for a moment. It seemed that he had not been called out like this for a long time. Seeing that the eyes of the whole class were focused on him, he couldn't help but touch his nose and recalled in his mind what he had learned in high school.

Part of the content says: "The Three People's Principles were first proposed by Sun Yat-sen in his speech published in Minbao in 1905, which are people's livelihood, civil rights, and nation..."

Zhang Xueyi nodded and was about to say something, but Wang Xiaotian continued: "Later, in 1924, Sun Yat-sen in his later years made the last revision to the Three People's Principles, and this Three People's Principles was called the 'New Three People's Principles'

'."

When Wang Xiaotian was in high school, history was considered the best among many subjects. He even remembered the time clearly.

Zhang Xueyi couldn't help but take a closer look at the young man at the door. Although his face was neither sad nor happy, he could see a look of satisfaction and said: "We haven't learned the new Three People's Principles yet, but you can learn how to prepare lessons. That's good, eh.

, you go back to your seat, and remember not to run around casually during class."

Originally, Wang Xiaotian had prepared some excuses, such as going to the toilet, having a stomachache, etc. They were all common tricks used by students to skip class, but this little old man was still quite cute and let him go directly.

After returning to his seat, Wang Xiaotian did not listen to the lecture at all. He held his chin with his arm and looked at Shangguan Zirou sitting in the front row.

The latter also tilted his head slightly at this time, revealing half of his beautiful and delicate face. He was full of youth, with red lips and white teeth, just like the person in the painting. He peeked at Wang Xiaotian from the corner of his eye, but he didn't dare to make it too obvious. After all, he was sitting down.

Under the teacher's nose.

When Shangguan Zirou turned back to take a look, she happened to see Wang Xiaotian's unrestrained "unbridled" gaze. She couldn't help but think of the incident in the morning again, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she immediately turned her head away from looking at Wang Xiaotian.

Seeing Shangguan Zirou hurriedly turning around like a frightened little white rabbit, Wang Xiaotian couldn't help but burst into laughter: Why is this little girl so shy?

"Xiaotian, you let the old witch dove loose, she is going crazy." Zhu Dake in the front row suddenly lowered his voice and said to Wang Xiaotian.

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This chapter writes some memories from high school, which is a tribute to Fei Long’s dead youth... Well, by the way, I would like to ask for recommendation votes and collections. This is a good thing. Fei Long will feel uncomfortable if I don’t ask for it!

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