Wang Xiye's face was stubborn and arrogant, he glanced at Fang Yi fiercely, and then said, "I don't compare with you, compared to others!"

"That's what I want, I'm afraid I'll send you to the hospital. Fang Yi said with a smile.

"Do you dare to paint?" Wang Xiye said.

As soon as these words came out, it suddenly made people feel a little shameless, because most of the people present knew that Wang Xiye was good at painting, and he was completely comparing his strengths to Fang Yi's shortcomings.

"Wang Xiye, you are too shameless!" A crisp voice sounded, and a girl from a group of students walked out.

This girl has jet-black hair, pure and jade, melon seed face, Chu Chu delicate, it is Fang Xuanxuan who came to Qilin School for the first time to ask for directions.

"How shameless am I, isn't he a cow, and besides, he can choose not to compare, I won't force him. Saying that, Wang Xiye turned his head and said with a smile: "Teacher Fang, if you are afraid, you can not compare." ”

"Classmate, if you bully the teacher like this, you will be thundered by the sky. Fang Yi said earnestly.

"If you're afraid, you're afraid, why make so many excuses. Li Yinjian said.

Fang Yi glanced at him with a strange look in his eyes, looked at him straight to the hair, and finally pretended to be tough and said, "Look at it, I'm not afraid of you!"

"You're really cheap. Fang Yi said.

"You!"

Fang Yi ignored him, but looked at Wang Xiye and said, "Isn't it just painting, fortunately, I spent a while at the Louvre in Paris." ”

Everyone only rolled their eyes, who did they lie to the Louvre for a while?

And they didn't know that Fang Yi did stay for a while, and the reason why he stayed there for a while was that Fang Yi fell in love with a work of art in the Louvre, and when he left, the century-old artwork also disappeared.

The PE teacher and the students are more than able to draw, which is exciting enough, especially since the PE teacher can also do Tai Chi, and they are eager to see what the PE teacher can draw.

Qilin University is well-equipped, and there is an art room here, and when a group of them came to the art room, they were immediately surprised by the teachers here.

The art teacher, a middle-aged woman in her forties, and the students in the classroom, all raised their heads and looked at them in bewilderment.

"You ...... this"

"Oh, this sister, I'm Fang Yi, the head teacher of the second class of the third year of high school, this classmate Wang Xiye wants to compare with me to paint, so we want to borrow your tools here, sister, can you see it?"

Fang Yi took a bite of a sister, which made the middle-aged woman lose her temper, and she was very happy, thinking that Fang Yi's mouth was so sweet, so she immediately responded.

"You can use whatever you want, as long as it doesn't break. The middle-aged woman laughed.

And the news soon reached the ears of other teachers.

When Chu Bingge learned about this, she was busy revising the documents, and it was Ma Yugang who came to tell her, because Chu Bingge had already reminded Ma Yugang that if Fang Yi had something to tell her.

"Compare and draw with students?" When Chu Bingge learned the news, the expression on his beautiful face was wonderful, you are a physical education teacher who can also draw?

Not only Chu Bingge, but Ma Yugang is also strange.

The art room was originally very spacious, but now it has been filled by students.

Wang Xiye has already started his brush, he is leisurely, without the slightest drag, obviously immersed in this line of work.

In fact, it is true that Wang Xiye was born in a wealthy family, and the education he received since he was a child is better than ordinary people.

Looking at Fang Yi again, he stood there with a paintbrush and didn't move.

"He can't draw it!"

"I can't draw it, it's like a dumbfounder, and I'm really good at bragging. ”

"No, I believe in Mr. Fang, he can definitely draw!"

In the midst of those disdainful discussions, Fang Xuanxuan opened her mouth and said, upset for Fang Yi, in fact, she didn't know why this happened, but intuitively believed that Fang Yi could do it.

Fang Yi stood there stunned, it was easy for people to misunderstand, and after a while, he lit a cigarette, as if he was in pain.

Li Yinjian walked up and said mockingly: "Ha, Fang Yi, you can't draw! Just because you dare to compare with Wang Xiye's classmates, it's just asking for hardship." ”

Li Yinjian was indescribably happy, but Fang Yi's next sentence made the smile on Li Yinjian's face completely freeze: "Shut up, slut!"

“……”

Fang Yi took a puff of his cigarette, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and someone exclaimed, "The principal is here!"

It was Chu Bingge who came, she saw Fang Yi at a glance, and immediately wanted to go over.

"Stop, don't move!" Fang Yi said, making Chu Bingge subconsciously stop there.

"You ......"

"Strike a pose. Fang Yi said again, and the paintbrush in his hand moved.

Chu Bingge naturally didn't know what to pose, how could she listen to this guy's words, she just subconsciously folded her arms around her full chest, but she didn't know that this was also a posture.

And Chu Bingge is also very clear in his heart, this guy is painting himself, but he doesn't know what kind of ugly monster this guy will paint himself.

And those who still despised Fang Yi just now also closed their mouths, it was not that Fang Yi couldn't draw, but that Fang Yi didn't find the target.

Now, he's found it!

Wang Xiye was still painting, immersed in it, Fang Yi started writing later than him, but it only took about ten minutes for Fang Yi to stop writing, which made the brush in Wang Xiye's hand can't help but be crooked, and he was anxious.

Fang Yi looked at Wang Xiye and said with a smile: "Classmate Wang Xiye, don't be in a hurry, take your time." ”

However, how can it not be in a hurry?

After another ten minutes, Wang Xiye finally finished painting.

"Let's show us the drawing, we can't wait!" someone urged.

So, Fang Yi and Wang Xiye turned the drawing board at the same time.

At this moment, everyone saw what they had drawn.

Wang Xiye painted a landscape painting, with sharp lines, and the ink coloring was very standard and perfect, and immediately received many praises.

"Wow, Wang Xiye's painting is so good!"

"It's beautiful!"

Those girls had stars in their eyes, however, Wang Xiye's heart was not calm, because he saw Fang Yi's drawing board.

Fang Yi painted people, not others, it was Chu Bingge.

Chu Bingge in the painting is exactly the same as her current appearance, with black hair and high pulls, black-framed glasses, beautiful eyes like clear water, and a delicate and sexy cherry mouth.

She was dressed in an OL uniform suit, with a striped suit on the top and a knee-length skirt below, and the perfect waist-to-hip curve of the golden ratio, all of which were masterpieces, presented on the drawing board, with a great sense of amazement.

When Chu Bingge looked at himself in the painting, he couldn't help but be stunned, this guy actually knows how to draw, and, it seems, the painting is not bad?

"It's still Wang Xiye's painting is good!"

"It's not like that!"

The girls who supported Wang Xiye said nonsense.

"Are you saying that Principal Chu is not good-looking?" Fang Yi said. As soon as these words came out, they immediately stopped them, even though they were girls, they had to admit this fact, Chu Bingge was simply the female template they wanted to become in the future.

Fang Yi also had no intention of competing with a few little girls, he turned his head to look at Wang Xiye, and said lightly, "What do you think?"

Wang Xiye snorted coldly, didn't say anything, pulled out the painting he had painted, and then tore it apart, he glanced at Fang Yi fiercely, and strode away with great unwillingness.

At this moment, there is no need to say which is stronger or weaker.

The students in the first class left one after another, including that Li Yinjian, who was stunned, this provocation did not take advantage, but instead received a slap in the face, which made him extremely angry, but he was helpless, and he was so angry that his teeth itched.

The art room became spacious again, and Chu Bingge slowly came to Fang Yi.

"You have the guts to let me be a body model. Chu Bingge's eyebrows were filled with evil anger.

"Look, what is this!" Fang Yi pointed to the painting: "This beauty should only exist in the sky, how many times can I see it in the world." ”

"It's useless for you to praise me!"

"No, I'm complimenting myself. Fang Yi said with a serious face: "How do you think I can paint you so beautifully?"

“……”