Not every Lin Huan had something to drop.
Besides the advanced mathematics book, only the athlete Lin Huan had also dropped a medal, and the cheongsam Lin Huan a lipstick.
Wait... Lipstick!
Li Qingming instantly pounced over, picking up the lipstick from the ground, and tried to make a twisting gesture.
He managed to twist out a segment! Although only the base was left, it was enough.
Without hesitation, he went over to romance novel Lin Huan and started to draw the outline of a book on the wall above her seat.
It worked! He could draw! That bastard Jian Fei really did leave a channel to pass on messages!
But unfortunately, there was too little lipstick left, Li Qingming exhausted it before he could barely depict the shape of a book, without even the chance to label it with the words "romance" before the lipstick crumbled and dissolved.
Just as the lipstick vanished, the Lin Huan reading the novel also disappeared!
She got it! The painted Lin Huan on the wall got it!