"Hey, how can this be called twisted logic? This is called truth! "
Jiang Pengji laughed. "I've never heard of such logic."
As she spoke, she glanced at the friendly classmate. He was wearing brocade clothes, and she could tell that he was the foolish son of a rich family. He was the classic example of a foolish person with a lot of money. If not, who would be willing to spend a lot of money to draw fire-avoiding pictures on bamboo paper? Wasn't that just burning one's hands with too much money?
If one had the money to buy paper figures, they might as well look for the real person. Which pretty girl in the red-light district couldn't get one?
The paper figures were fake, but the real person could still see, touch, and smell them.
In the words of the audience, the person in front of her was probably an otaku who was addicted to 2D figurines. He would rather spend a lot of money on the paper figures than spend it on the real person. Jiang Pengji had a good eye. The person in front of her was just that.
The friendly classmate said, "Haven't you heard of it now? You're still young. You'll know when you're older. "
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
She might look like a thirteen-year-old, but she was in her forties.
Wasn't it ridiculous for a little kid to say that to her?
Jiang Pengji sized up the other two with her peripheral vision.
Unlike the silly Duosu beside her, who was wearing brocade clothes, the other two were obviously ordinary or even poor students.
This could be seen from their clothes, the way they dressed, the skin on their hands, the thick calluses on their palms, and the incense they used.
She was surprised.
Since she transmigrated to this world, she had seen a clear division between the rich and the common people. It was rare to see people of two classes get along well.
The one with the best background was the silly Duosu beside her. His surname was Jiang, his given name was Mo, and his courtesy name was Benzhi.
The slightly inferior one was Maxiu, and his courtesy name was Jiqing. The most ordinary one was Fangzhi, and his courtesy name was Buqu.
After a deeper understanding, Jiang Pengji finally understood why the three of them could get along so well.
Jiang Mo liked to collect all kinds of pictures of beauties and fire-avoiding pictures. He was willing to spend a lot of money for the pictures he liked.
It was said that in order to correct his addiction to 2D, his parents did not hesitate to put five or six beauties in his room. They had slender waists, big breasts, and perky buttocks. However, Jiang Mo refused to look at them. He was obsessed with the paper figures every day, as if he was possessed.
Maxiu's family had dozens of acres of fertile land, so he didn't have to worry about food and drink. Occasionally, he could even help Fangzhi, who lived in the same room as him.
Fang Zhi's family background was the worst, but he was good at painting. He was almost as good as Wei Ci, who was the best painter in the Academy. Both of them had their own style. Fang Zhi could accurately capture the characteristics of a person, and could draw them vividly with just a few strokes. In order to earn some extra money, he would occasionally accept some "orders", such as the Fire Avoidance Diagram.
…. of … … …
A few days ago, Jiang Mo spent a lot of money to buy the best bamboo paper and gave it to Fang Zhi to draw the Fire Repelling Painting.
Fang Zhi had spent a lot of effort on this order, and it had just been completed not long ago. When Jiang Mo heard the news, he immediately woke up from his sleep and rushed over to inspect the goods. The Academy didn't allow anything like the Fire Repelling Painting, not to mention that Fang Zhi's drawing was very sexy. The three of them were sneakily handing over the "stolen goods" in a secluded area. Who knew that they would bump into Jiang Pengji who was carrying the drunken Lu Zheng back …
"Look, you've seen it now. You can't just casually talk about this."
Although Jiang Mo was born into a wealthy family, he was not very courageous. To put it bluntly, he was a bit of a coward.
Jiang Pengji said, "So what if I did?"
Fang Zhi's face paled. Jiang Mo said, "If you say it, the three of us can testify against each other and drag you down with us. Just look at you and Lv Shaoyin's makeup and the smell of alcohol on you, it's obvious that you just came back from the red-light district. If we can't escape, then don't even think about escaping! "
Because each of them had something on the other, they hid it from each other and actually used it to shorten the distance between them.
Lu Zheng was completely muddle-headed and entered the camp of the bandits, but Jiang Pengji found Jiang Mo and the other two to be quite fun.
Teenagers of this age all liked to brag. Jiang Mo, for example, claimed that he had been through hundreds of battles even though he hadn't even given his virginity to anyone. When they started to talk dirty, each of them blushed at Jiang Pengji's words. They had no actual combat experience and no theory, yet they still learned to brag?
Old Si Ji taught them what it meant to be a high level.
"I know a drawing method that not only looks good, but it can also make people move."
Jiang Mo asked curiously, "The drawing can move?"
Fang Zhi was also curious.
Jiang Pengji explained the most basic drawing method, and the three of them smiled meaningfully. Lu Zheng, who had been dragged down with him, folded his arms coldly.
Haha …
Ma Xiu and the others loved to study, but Jiang Pengji and Jiang Mo preferred to skip class.
When they heard that there was a girl with outstanding beauty, the two of them would always go over to take a look.
"You don't like real people, why are you so enthusiastic?"
Jiang Mo said, "People have flaws, but they also have strengths. If everyone's different strengths were combined, wouldn't they be perfect?"
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
To put it bluntly, it was for the sake of her paper dolls.
If she collected too many materials, there would always be unexpected incidents, such as the little tyrant kidnapping a girl.
Lu Zheng wanted to keep the peace, but Jiang Pengji couldn't bear to see the little tyrant be so arrogant, and she couldn't bear to see the beautiful girl fall into the evil hands.
"What do you plan to do? That family is nothing, but this is Langya County, not Hejian County. The magistrate of Liuzhou is far away in Chongzhou. How can he protect you? " Lu Zheng and Jiang Pengji had known each other for a long time. He knew that she had a bad temper and it was a headache.
Jiang Pengji said, "A man dressed up as a woman. Tonight, all of you wait for a good show! "
She changed into women's clothes and entered the little tyrant's manor. She tied the whole family to the beam of the house and whipped them.
The four of them were stunned by her actions.
Lu Zheng took out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve. The four of them lined up and leaned against the low wall to watch Jiang Pengji's passionate performance.
The corner of Ma Xiu's mouth twitched. "You actually brought this …"
Lu Zheng snorted. "Teacher gave it to me yesterday. It was newly cooked by the master's wife. If you don't like it, don't eat it. I want to save some. "
How could the three of them dislike it? They each grabbed a handful and started munching on the melon seeds.
"Alright, you guys … My hand hurts from whipping, but you guys are enjoying the show."
Jiang Mo laughed. "You can't say that. You used your hands, but we used our mouths. Everyone worked hard."
Lu Zheng said, "I couldn't tell, but you look pretty in women's clothes."
Without waiting for Jiang Pengji to refute, Jiang Mo said, "Is Lanting's appearance considered pretty? If I were to dress up as a woman, I would definitely be prettier than him. Lanting doesn't look like one at all. He should at least find a few steamed buns to pad his chest. Look at his pea-shaped body. I wonder how the little tyrant's eyes worked. He didn't notice anything unusual. The young lady he had his eyes on has all the qualities she should have … "
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
Ma Xiu laughed. "If Lanting is a woman, then her husband is most likely interested in men."
Fang Zhi also said, "Not necessarily. Maybe she's a woman who likes to polish her mirror."
Jiang Pengji laughed coldly.
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