Chapter 135 Prank

Zhang Wei was stunned when she saw the boy in front of her:

“It’s you!”

"It's me. Are you curious about this place too? I was just observing the murals on the wall, but the light isn't very good right now, so you came at the wrong time."

Oroi spoke calmly to Zhang Wei, who had a white face and red lips, as if her outfit did not cause him any disturbance.

While the two of them were chatting calmly, the situation on the other side was different.

“Ah!” “Ah~”

Art fell right on Butch, and both of them screamed. Samuel had already seen clearly that they were wearing their jackets inside out, with the white lining exposed outside, which looked a bit strange, but upon closer inspection, it was actually the style of German girls' windbreakers.

So he calmly watched the completely different scenes on both sides. He covered his ears and looked towards Oroi, then put his hands down to listen to what they were saying. He was still a little curious about the fact that Oroi actually knew the girls from the girls' school.

"Why are you playing a prank?" Zhang Wei said to Butch, who suddenly lowered his voice and walked awkwardly.

"That's not my opinion, ask that guy!" Oroi pointed at Art who was still sitting on the stairs in a daze.

Butch immediately calmed down after seeing Samuel behind her, pushed Art who was falling towards her to the side, and slowly walked towards Samuel who was standing by the window.

Zhang Wei turned her head and looked over. A little light came in from the window, making the boy's face standing by the window look just right under the influence of light and shadow.

"That's Samuel. He's much better than George Brereton."

"Ah?" Zhang Wei was confused for a moment when he heard what the curly-haired man said.

She then remembered that she had seen Butch with a boy when she went to church. Curly had told her the boy's name at the time, and it was also in Butch's letter.

"Uh...actually I don't care about that," Zhang Wei could only reluctantly explain. She actually didn't care who Butch was in contact with.

"Why doesn't anyone care about me!" Art, who was sitting aside, shouted in grief and anger.

The two "female vampires" started talking to their companions separately, and no matter how dumb he was, he knew it was another prank.

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him.

"I forgot to tell you before, my name is Oroi," Curly introduced himself.

Zhang Wei still had a good impression of this enthusiastic classmate who knew her secret and did not report her. She extended her hand:

"Hello, my name is Vera, nice to meet you"

"Nice to meet you, Vera"

Zhang Wei and the others were introducing themselves seriously, but Butch was having a completely different experience.

Seeing that Samuel was still holding the camera, Butch thought he understood and said:

"Hey, are you specifically trying to capture the evening scene?"

"No, I just accidentally missed a good opportunity. The person you are looking for is over there!" Samuel pointed at Art who was struggling to stand up.

Art bared his teeth and said, "Hey! How can you be so unkind! Can't you see I'm injured, yet you still expose me!"

"You deserve it! Who told you to scare me?" Butch said hatefully.

"What are you going to do with him?" Oroi looked ruthless and obviously would not speak for Art.

Zhang Wei saw that he seemed to have really fallen down just now, and felt that he had learned his lesson.

She just couldn't stand him bullying girls, so even though the person who was scared was Butch, whom she didn't like, she still came over to find out what was going on.

Although Butch didn't want to let him go so easily, but everyone was watching, she had to show her tolerant side:

"Forget it this time, but if there are marks on my face tomorrow, you're dead!"

Then Samuel said to Oroi, "It's getting late, aren't you going back?"

Oroi nodded, and the two tall men carried the shorter Art, who had a slight limp, down the stairs, one on each side.

On the way, Butch finally asked Samuel's name and contentedly met up with the other girls waiting on the bridge.

"Are they playing a prank?" Hayat looked at Oroi and Samuel carrying At past them and felt that it was a little bit unlikely.

Zhang Wei nodded: "Yes, it's the one in the middle."

"I just said the other two don't look like it," Queenie added.

Zhang Wei sighed: The appearance association is really bad.

Although Oroi looks handsome, he cannot hide the silly air of a good student. Samuel is the complete opposite. In addition to being handsome, he has an unrestrained and casual temperament.

And Art is like a little boy who has not yet developed, and that is indeed the case, just like a naughty child.

However, what puzzled Zhang Wei the most was that her method of pretending to be a ghost, which she was proud of, actually failed. Not to mention that Oroi and Samuel were not scared, even Art was probably frightened by their sudden appearance.

"Is it really not scary when I look like this?" Zhang Wei asked Tracy.

Tracy said with an indescribable expression:

"I was just about to ask you, wouldn't it be more frightening to meet a beautiful person in a strange place? Why would you put on makeup to scare people?"

"Uh..." Zhang Wei then borrowed a small mirror and looked at her face. Her face was pale and her lips were bright red. She felt quite satisfied with the ghost makeup.

But she turned the mirror to look at Tracy next to her and discovered a huge flaw. Tracy was almost as white as she was without makeup...

So, the ghosts she made up were just the ones that she had in mind as a Chinese person, ghosts that she imagined with the help of many TV dramas.

But Europeans are generally very white, so everyone is used to seeing her and doesn't think she is that scary.

Only then did she understand why Butch had insisted on going with her when he saw her dressed as a ghost, and had no hesitation in striking up a conversation with her even with her dressed-up face.

So how did everyone agree with her actions? Could it be that her current domineering aura has made everyone silently complain about her in their hearts, but still support her actions on the surface?

Although Zhang Wei has never cared much about other people's opinions, the thought of others seeing her strange behavior of "putting on heavy makeup to scare people", and then trying to scare boys, and finally having people guess her purpose, is really like falling into mud in her crotch - it becomes shit even if it's not shit.

Finally, Alia came over and added: "This makeup style suits you very well. You can wear it more often."

Zhang Wei: I am speechless and ask the heavens - if there is a chance, she will definitely find a copy of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio for everyone to watch, especially the part with Painted Skin. Oh, and the ones about the head replacement. I don’t believe they won’t be scared.

The next day, Zhang Wei didn't have time to think about so much, because they officially started the first project of this trip, which was the treetop adventure.

After that day, everyone, including Zhang Wei, had no energy to think about anything else, because the activities in the next few days were challenging the physical limits of all of them.