【Hey! You broken system! 】
[You stinky human being who doesn’t understand art! 】
At this time, An Lai's phone rang at the right time, "Forget it! It's not easy for everyone, don't get angry."
Nanxi:? ? ?
An Lai smiled awkwardly, swiped the video, and heard another voice, "What should we do if the couple gets angry?"
Nanxi:? ? ? ?
An Lai paused again, "What should I do if there is a conflict between classmates?"
Nanxi:? ? ? ? ? ?
An Lai drew his eye again, "How should we stop the fight..."
Nanxi: ...
Others: How much did you search?
An Lai turned off his phone and smiled awkwardly at Nan Xi.
Nanxi also smiled and asked, "Did she have a fight with someone?" Why are all the cell phones being used to stop fights? What happened? Did you have a fight with your parents? Or did you have a fight with someone? 】
Anlai: ...
Others: ...No! It's because of you!
Nanxi looked at the learning system. The learning system looked at Nanxi and flew to the fan to continue painting.
There is still one thing left, [human beings who don’t understand art. 】
Nanxi: ...
She wanted to see what the art of this broken system was like.
The others heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that Nanxi did not get angry and argue with the learning system, and they could finally continue watching.
Although this superb kindergarten painting skill is a bit childish, it is still worth a look.
The stickman on the iron bed on the fan woke up, looked around, and a shock symbol appeared on his head.
When Nanxi saw this, he couldn't help but complain, [What a direct shock, could this matchstick man be Anlai? 】
The others widened their eyes: Anlai?
Anlai:? ? ? What? Is it me? I'm a stickman!
Can't you draw it more beautifully?
The learning system completely ignored the complaints of its host and continued drawing.
The matchstick man on the fan was so scared that he ran down, but he couldn't run away because of the chains tied to his feet.
She pulled the chain anxiously, and at that moment the door opened and a stickman came in with another stickman.
When the matchstick man on the bed saw this, he was about to go up, but when he saw a stranger, he stopped.
The matchstick man brought another matchstick man to the bed and said something to him. The matchstick man on the bed couldn't bear the blow and started screaming.
Her forehead was filled with sadness and despair! So angry! anger!
At this moment, the scene changed, and a stickman was lying on the bed with his limbs locked. A stickman in a white coat held a match bucket and inserted it into the stickman's chest.
He dug out a match head, and the match man died in bed with resentment.
On the other side, two white-haired stickmen were looking for their daughter everywhere. Suddenly they found her body and collapsed while hugging her.
They wanted to avenge their daughter, but died in car accidents.
Nanxi watched the whole process with a weird expression on her face, [So weird? Such an abstract painting style! I actually understood it! 】
Others: Got it! What a coincidence, we also understood it!
An Lai clenched her fists tightly. Her parents died because of her. She was filled with anger.
She looked at the monitor with bloodshot eyes, and that look couldn't be more obvious...
The squad leader understood and nodded at An Lai.
After hearing what the host said, the learning system said, “You are not completely without artistic talent. 】
Nanxi rolled her eyes speechlessly, [I have a question? Didn't Anlai realize the man's evil ambitions? Also, was Anlai’s parents’ car accident an accident? Or is it man-made? 】
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