My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"That's easier. Well, let's put it this way, the workplace apprenticeship is a group of three people. If you want to team up with you, one of the three will definitely be excluded."

It’s best to try to squeeze someone out before you get pushed out.

The prisoner thinks so.

"So, the prisoner's words can probably be locked in among these three people, right? Bitter Valley?"

Biqigu glared at the girl, "Please call the members by their names, Yukinoko!"

"No!"

A straightforward rebuttal made the young man's face turn green. He looked at Ye Shanyan. Jin Mao's mood swings now sharply: "Wait a minute! I don't want to think that among them is a prisoner..."

"Wild mushrooms! Please note that this is reality, and it is not based on your "I don't want to"."

"But ah, you see these text messages have cursed all three of them, it shouldn't be them, right?"

"Tsk tut!"

Biqigu shook his head and sighed: "I thought you were quite smart... now it seems that you are a little better than Tuanzi. We are not police, and what we care about is not evidence, but motivation, but you still express the characteristics of those three people. Come on."

Then Ye Shan made up his mind and generally raised his face.

Hachiman saw a belief in his eyes.

We must clear away the suspicious lofty beliefs of fellow friends.

"Let’s talk about the household department first. Both he and I are in the football department. Although they look a bit bad, they are still very cheerful. They are the kind of people who make the surroundings lively..."

"Hubei?"

Hachiman flashed in his mind a man in powder coat who was smothered by a tennis ball on his face: "I'm wondering if he's still a servant? Maybe he's also named Wei Gong?"

Yukino nodded, and took notes with a pen and paper: "That is to say, an echo worm who has no other ability besides being noisy and ecstatic, right?"

A summary made Hayama and Yubihama speechless.

Biqigu laughed instead, thinking that this guy really got his place.

Xue Nao quietly glared at him.

"Laughs like a dog..."

"Then go on."

Ye Shan's face became dignified, and he began to ponder his words, and be sure not to let the poisonous Xuexia find the slightest chance to blacken his friends: "Well... Yamato is in the football club. He has a calm personality and is good at listening to other people's suggestions. The quiet style can make people feel at ease..."

Biqigu snapped his fingers and went with the flow for a generation of Mensao...

Xuexia's pen flew like flying: "Not only is it unresponsive but also indecisive, right?

Ye Shan didn't want to say anything anymore.

But facing those impatient eyes, he finally surrendered: "Ooka, he belongs to the baseball club. The approachable person is always good-tempered for the sake of others, and he is decent, polite, and very good guy~ "

[Picture: Probably] Link: https://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit.com/uploads/chapterimgs/13844170202/094020-30626.jpg

Higiya looked at Yuihama Yui unconsciously subconsciously.

Xuexia's voice was slightly lowered: "Always look at other people's faces and see the wind make the wind see the chicken?"

(When the wind sees the cock finger, the cock-shaped pointer means the wall-to-head grass, I dare not say the wall-to-head grass, because these three words are already suspected of being pornographic!)

"..."

Hayama was already speechless, Yubihama only reacted now, staring pitifully under the snow with an arrow in his knee.

Such a level of poisonous tongue is simply unheard of. This guy must have let out water before?

Biqigu was grateful and grateful.

Miss Yukoshita, you are so amazing.

Better than Kita Village.

Sure enough, the right job for this guy is actually a prosecutor of talk.

Even more powerful than the investigator!

The impression of people will change according to the observer's perspective. As friends, Ye Shanxi always has good intentions, so these three people are handsome and handsome, and eat good shit.

But if Xuexia stood on the outside, it was natural to be clear and objective.

Yukino scratched her face earnestly: "Well, no matter how you look at it, it wouldn't be too strange who the prisoner is."

She looked at Yui with some confusion: "His words contain too many personal emotions and emotional positions, so they are of little value, so I still need to investigate."

Only let Danko and Yahata investigate.

"Investigating such trivial matters is not too difficult."

The dumpling raised his hand full of vitality: "I want to do it too!"

[Picture: Full of vitality] Link: https://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit.com/uploads/chapterimgs/13844170202/094155-72374.jpg

"You don't even have tools, how can you do it?"

Looking at the screen of Ye Shanchen’s mobile phone, Biqigu put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the door of the department, “But I have a problem, Xuexia.”

Yukino said softly "Yes".

Hachiman opened the door: "I found your comments on a person quite interesting. I am curious how do you rate me?"

Xue Nao looked at his back, there was no change on his face, but a smile flicked across his eyes: "Oh, Mr. Biqigu, the body is a dead fish-eye with a rotting three-pointed view of cold outside and hot inside? "

Da Tsao Jiao swiped the door shut, blocking the three lines of sight behind him.

The big guy wet today was molested by a little girl and he could only say one of the author's favorite words awkwardly.

"...No road race!"

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Thank you for the hundred blades that made me stronger by paying for money (this is forcing me to work hard), thank you if I am a European (Hello Chief), Fan Di, PR, and my wife’s thigh first (pulled out to continue) ), indulge in Japanese, can’t extricate themselves (who is this article), self-execution, fantasy ts, morals, spiders have dreams, will die if you don’t complain (I have never seen you complain), Sakata Kintoki, my picture My stock, Xuanyin (the old thief), Xiaobei panic, Dharma name every day, leisurely., The old driver Saien (who claimed to be an old driver), the hatred of the old country, the Pleiades of Caiyue, the villain of the book sea, the blade that followed the wind.

It feels like I will be despised to death by you if I don't work fully.

Thanks to the professional control Lolita, Drake, oops for inexplicable rewards.