Chapter 111

The phone is up, but the cloud painting can't sleep.

She was discharged from hospital and returned to her yesterday.

While her mother Jiang Huanqing was away, Bosch gave her a mobile phone, Nokia N73. This is basically the first few mobile phones configured in 2006, and it is also Nokia's favorite.

Although compared with the later smart phones, such a mobile phone is really useless, but in 2006, this is one of the most high-end mobile phones!

When bosoptimus gave her mobile phone, she could not help but ask if the cell phone she had left in the archives was taken by him.

Bosoptimus said innocently that he didn't see, and cloud painting could only stare.

Yesterday, when I was in, I didn't say anything. This midnight, I suddenly said I would go, and I just got a call

Cloud painting is really worried.

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It is the National Day holiday now. The wounds on the legs of cloud painting have scabbed, and the wounds on the palm and arm are scabby. Doctors say that it is better to untie the gauze, so it is better to untie the gauze.

Cloud painting of course also want to hurry up good, her saved draft has gone, yesterday has been broken even more!

But after the gauze is unfastened, the wounds on the palm and finger are really

Mom said to buy food, cloud painting itself landing QQ.

Once landing, it was the explosion of sugar again: [floating life, what happened? How to break it? 】A large amount of news is powerless for cloud painting.

She typed in her mobile phone number with her little thumb.

Two minutes later, the sugar phone call came!

"I'm really sorry, I was hurt in my hand, so I couldn't type, I didn't save any more. Please send me a notice and ask for a week off... "

After assured that it was ok with sugar, the cloud finally hung up.

Hand hurt, nothing can be done, and because thin Optimus went out of the task, cloud painting upset, do anything wrong.

She went to TV and listened to songs.

Before she touched the mouse to open the video, there was a quarrel outside.

cloud painting hurriedly rises, has already grasped a bottle of anti wolf spray in the hand.

The wound on her knee was big. After scab, the skin was tight. She was afraid to tear the scab and walk a little stiff.

When she came out, his mother Jiang Huan Qing, holding a basket in her hand, pushed the outside side of the door: "you have a face! I know your mother and daughter for so many years, and I don't know how much you have to face and how heartbroken you are! "

"Aunt Jiang, why do you say that? This time, it is painting to frame me! I didn't send that kind of recording to the school radio room at all, but the studio said I sent the recording! Now Han Jundong is named by the Education Bureau, and the school has fired him directly! Hanlulu hates me! "

Xiao Ruyue cried and said, "I know painting hates me, but I didn't expect her to complete me like this. Now hanlulu takes a bunch of muddled people around to block me every day I'll rush up to beat me when I see it Aunt, please. Please let the painting tell hanlulu that the recording is not made by me! "

Cloud painting can hear a fog, what recording?

"Draw, draw, you help me. Han Lulu really wants to kill me!" Xiao rushes in, and he will hold the cloud painting.

The hand of cloud painting is not bandaged, and her legs are unstable!

Jiang Huan Qing scared his heart and took a white radish in the basket, and he smashed it towards Xiao Ruyue!

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