There were still two rows of seats in each class, one row for boys and one row for girls, and I was the last one for girls, and there were more girls than boys in our class, so I was at the end of the line. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As soon as I sat down, I felt a dishonest hand reaching out from my waist.

I felt my heart skip a beat, and when I turned my head, I saw his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The sun was particularly dazzling that morning, but his face carved an extremely clear outline in my mind, and I will remember this day in my dreams many years later, without a vigorous confession, no overflowing emotions, but that kind of careful and sneaky throbbing, which I will never forget.

I tried to lean on his shoulder for a moment, but suddenly a black shadow blocked behind me, and soon, someone pulled his hand away.

I turned my head to look, and I almost had internal injuries.

I don't know when the head teacher came to our back and was looking at the rostrum with a serious face.

But he didn't speak, he didn't leave, he stood behind us until the end of the meeting, after the meeting, the classes gathered back to class, I finally relaxed a little, the head teacher suddenly said coldly: "Lu Li, come to my office." ”

I was startled, but nodded anyway.

Along the way, I kept thinking about what to do if the head teacher told my mother about this, my mother was looking forward to me studying hard, and if she knew about it, she would not kill me.

I came to the head teacher's office with great apprehension, I didn't dare to look at him with my head down, I secretly glanced at it, fortunately the other teachers in the office had gone to the third class, there were not many people, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to be heard.

"Sit down." The head teacher gestured to the stool across from him.

I sat down tremblingly, gritting my teeth and not daring to speak.

"You've decided to study art?" The head teacher suddenly said such a sentence.

I was stunned, and suddenly remembered that yesterday when we were investigating the intention of class, I did put a checkmark in the art column.

I nodded.

"Do you have a foundation in art?" The head teacher asked again.

"I studied in elementary school for a while." I replied truthfully, "But didn't the teacher say yesterday that you don't need a foundation?" ”

The head teacher nodded with a serious expression: "That's true, but" his expression became serious again, "Your grades are not bad, you don't need to be admitted to university by taking art, why do you have to study art?" ”

I was stunned, didn't I think I couldn't get into college to study art, and besides, studying art has anything to do with whether I can get into college or not?

I replied, "I just like to draw and I want to apply for art, I want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts." "It's true, I really like art.

The head teacher was a little puzzled: "Then does your family know?" ”

I nodded: "I went back yesterday and told my mom, and my mom said to respect my own choice. ”

This time it was the head teacher's turn to be in a daze, and it took a long time to reply: "Your mother agrees too?" ”

I'm so confused, what's wrong with that? How bad it is to study art!

"Teacher, do you have any prejudice against art students?" I asked.

The head teacher didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "That's right, the art category was originally only opened by the school for the admission rate of those poor students, and you studied so well and chose art, which made all our teachers very incomprehensible." ”

That's what it looks like. Nowadays, there are indeed many students who do not have good academic performance and choose art in order to go on to higher education, but this does not mean that students who study art do not work hard, in my eyes they still have to train or something, sometimes it is more difficult than ordinary cultural students.

"I really liked art because I chose art, and I wanted to go to a university I liked in the future, and my family was very supportive." I didn't like the head teacher's tone, so I hardened my tone.

The head teacher looked at my resolute attitude and didn't say anything, but said: "Your tutor is really good, since you like your family and support it, then the teacher can't interfere with you, I just hope you don't pull down your grades because of art." ”

I nodded: "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely study hard." ”

The head teacher nodded: "I saw that your foundation is not bad, and you have rushed all the way forward in the first few exams, so you must not be proud!" ”

"I see." It's actually a little proud to say that it's not proud, so the answer is a bit empty-hearted.

In addition, the head teacher didn't say anything else about me, just said that in more than a week, after the art teacher is in place, we will start art classes every afternoon and two classes in the future, so let me prepare things in advance.

Out of the office, I breathed a long sigh of relief, and I was very grateful to the head teacher, although his prejudice against art students made me very unhappy, but I was still very grateful for his trust.

When I got out of the office, I glanced at my watch and saw that it was almost time for the third class, so I thought I would just go to the bathroom and wait for the next class.

But as soon as he walked to the door of the toilet, he was suddenly dragged by a big hand on the side path.

I crashed into Wang Wei's arms, my nose was sore, I raised my head and glared at him, and touched my nose dissatisfied.

"What did he call you to say?" Wang Wei asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, I just asked me about wanting to study art." As I spoke, I hurriedly looked to the side again, and the class hadn't ended yet, and there was no one in the corridor, but if a teacher came over, it would really be another arrest.

"You want to study art?" Wang Wei asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you discuss it with me, if you want to learn, then I'll go too." ”

"Come on, you!" I pushed him away, but I didn't push him away. "God, when did you get so strong."

He gently hooked the corners of his mouth, slowly lowered his head, and whispered in my ear, word by word: "Thank you." ”

His breath blew softly on my ears, and I was in a state of panic.

"Blushing or something." He turned his head slowly, his lips rubbing from my ears to the corners of my mouth.

A goblin is a goblin, I sighed in my heart, he seems to be born with that ability to charm people, and he can pull me into his emotional abyss with one hand.

My heart was pounding, and I felt that my legs were a little weak, and I couldn't help but put my hands on his waist and grasp his back tightly.

"I miss you." I closed my eyes and opened my mouth to speak.

"You!" He only said this one word, and he couldn't wait to kiss him. (To be continued.) )