In the blink of an eye, Zixuan entered through the wall and entered the second classroom from the first classroom.

Zixuan's eyes swept over the classroom, this classroom and the previous classroom layout were the same, there were twenty or thirty desks and chairs inside, there was a blackboard and lectern in front, and some painting tools were placed in the classroom.

Nothing strange about it, she muttered for a moment, then closed her eyes, and then, suddenly, her eyes opened to look into the corner of the classroom by the door, where a small red paper basket caught her attention

Paper baskets are very common, is it because the work in this paper basket gives you a feeling? Or is it because I have been too nervous and mistakenly think that there is a faint smell of familiarity here?

Zixuan slowly walked towards the paper basket.

That's right, it seems to be a strange feeling before! Although this breath is only faint, if there is nothing, it should not be wrong.Zi Xuan suddenly felt that her heart was about to beat out.

There were only a few tightly crumpled paper balls in the paper basket.Zixuan gently dumped them all on the ground, and she bent down, half-squatting, and looked at them one by one with anxiety.

There are five paper balls in total, three of which are three unfinished cartoon drawings with cars, dinosaurs, flowers, etc., and the other two are graffiti, so disorganized that you can't see what has been drawn with a pen on the white paper.

Five crumpled pieces of paper were spread out on the ground one by one.

There is no "Flaming Red Lips" that Zi Xuan is familiar with--the strange feeling comes from those two graffiti! Zi Xuan's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

What does this mean?

Zixuan's thinking quickly ended, and footsteps could be heard outside.

The storage bracelet in her hand flickered, and all five pieces of waste paper on the floor were put in.

Then, with a flick of her figure, she instantly returned from the same path and appeared in the first classroom.

When Xiaojing and the girl walked to the door of the classroom, Zixuan was calmly looking at the various forms posted next to the blackboard.

"Eldest sister, are you okay?" Xiao Jing's lips moved slightly, and she said.

"Well, that's fine. Zixuan replied.

At this time, the girl said to Zixuan: "Miss Bai, your sister's payment procedures have been completed. On Saturdays, she can come and study if she has time. When the time comes, you are welcome to come and observe and guide our work. ”

Hearing her call her by her last name, Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and then thought that Xiaojing should have mentioned her name when she signed up, and she was relieved.

"That's nature, we'll definitely come over!"

The girl smiled, and then handed the two of them their business cards. "My name is Wind Dancing and I have my phone number on it. Feel free to contact me if you have anything!"

"Thank you very much!" Zixuan nodded.

"Oh, which class is Miss Cao going to enter?" the girl suddenly thought of something and said, "Class 1 or Class 2?"

Xiaojing looked at Zixuan, obviously waiting for her to choose.

"Is there a difference between one shift and two shifts?"

"Well, the teachers in the class are different, and there is no big difference, there are two teachers in each class!"

"Oh?" she muttered, then asked, "You don't have a nameplate in your classroom, it's just numbers. Is the first class the classroom we are standing in?"

"Because we have short-term classes, the number of students is sometimes not fixed, so there are a few classrooms that don't have nameplates. Well, this is the classroom!

Zi Xuan looked at Xiao Jing, her lips moving slightly.

She smiled: "It's still my sister who makes the decision, after all, she is studying." ”

Xiao Jing thought about it for a while, and smiled at Feng Wuyan, "I still like the second class, choose the second class!"

"Second class?uh......" Feng Wu was stunned, and a subtle look flashed on his face.

She then smiled and said, "No problem, I'll help you register then!"

……

Saturday.

Xiaojing was still asleep when she was woken up by Zixuan. "It's only eight o'clock, why are you so early? Sleep again!" Xiaojing casually took her phone, looked at the time on it, and muttered. "It's still early?lazy worm, hurry up, you have class today?" "What class?" Xiaojing turned over and fell asleep again, "I'm not a student again?"

"Who said you weren't, you paid your tuition two days ago!"

Syllable!

Zixuan slapped Xiaojing's little buttocks, making a crisp sound. "Two days ago, I ...... to paint?" Xiao Jing sat up and said with a sad face, "Sister, can I not go! Isn't it more than a thousand yuan!" "No, there is no need to discuss!" Zi Xuan said indifferently. "Uh......" Xiaojing was dumbfounded. "Listen clearly, there is a total time limit of 10 minutes to get dressed and dressed, and after 10 minutes we go down for breakfast. Zi Xuan suddenly said, "Over time, you should know what will happen...... Xiao Jing chuckled in her heart, and hurriedly put on her clothes.

"Big sister, don't do this! I'm a woman, you're also a woman, you don't know, how can 10 minutes be enough, ?......is 30 minutes good?"

Xiao Jing said, the movements of her hands and feet were not slow at all. Zixuan's methods, she has been too familiar with since she was a child, and she doesn't want to try it. Zixuan ignored her and looked at her watch silently, as if she was keeping time. "Hmph, what a heavy color and light friend!" Xiao Jing muttered quietly. "What did you say?" Xiaojing was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, she heard it,

"I said big sister, you are really a friend!" That's pretty much it!" Zixuan accepted with a smile. Xiao Jing was speechless for a moment, and shouted in her heart, "You! You! Do you still have any discipline......!" Calligraphy and Painting Training School.

Wind Dance Goose stood at the school gate to receive her.

In the corridor, many parents and children walked over slowly. Hello Sister Wind!

Teacher Feng is good...... A parent said to the boy next to him, "Why don't you call the teacher!"

The boy's face was swollen and red, but there was no sound. "It doesn't matter, Xin Hao is timid, just get used to it. That teacher Liu said with a smile. "I hope so!" the parent shook his head and led him in. "Hello Mr. Feng!" Oh, Miss Bai, Miss Cao, you're early!"

It was Bai Zixuan and Cao Xiaojing who came. Under Zixuan's prestige, Xiaojing still got it done on time.

"Xiaojing's teacher is here, let's go to class now?" Zixuan asked.

"Well, Teacher Mi Feifei and Teacher Xiang Xishan are here just now!" "Oh, that's good. "Well, in this case, I'll take you to get to know you. ”

"Okay, thank you so much!"

Then, Feng Wuyan called another beautiful woman to replace her, and then she took Xiaojing and Zixuan inside. The classroom door was open, and the blue curtains had been lifted. It can be seen that there are more than a dozen elementary school students inside. Four or five parents apparently came along.

In the classroom, there is a middle-aged woman next to the podium sorting out teaching materials.

Wind Dance led them closer.

"Mr. Mi!"

"Oh, it's a little wind, why are you here?"

"Teacher Mi, this is Miss Cao Xiaojing that I mentioned to you! She is a student who signed up two days ago! Please take care of her!" Feng Wuyan introduced, "This is her sister Miss Bai, who came here to take a look." ”

"Hello!" Teacher Mi smiled, "Xiaofeng, you don't have to say that I know!"

"Teacher Mi is the best, oh, what about Teacher Xiang?" "Teacher Xiang just went next door to get a paintbrush!" Teacher Mi said.

Then, she looked at the door and said with a smile: "Say Cao Cao Cao will arrive, he is here!" Zixuan and the two looked up and were stunned.

Why is he?