Although the two women showed disdain for Zhang Qingyuan, they still admired Zhang Qingyuan in their hearts, after all, a leader like Yu Changshui who was so serious that he didn't smile, they were really a little stunned when they met, but Zhang Qingyuan was able to talk and laugh with him, and it couldn't help but say that it was Zhang Qingyuan's ability.

After returning to the office, Zhang Qingyuan turned on the computer and directly logged in to the official website of the Ministry of Education.

Zhang Qingyuan clicked in with a smile, the newly opened page is relatively concise, and the top is the introduction of this event and awards and other things, a large page of text.

Just as Zhang Qingyuan was watching, Fang Miaoling and Ji Ruolin both came over.

"So that's what you told Dean Yu just now?" Ji Ruolin said with a sudden expression.

Zhang Qingyuan nodded and said, "Well, there are still a few days left in the registration deadline, and Dean Yu is worried that I won't be able to complete it, so I just said that." ”

"Are you sure?" Not to be outdone, Fang Miaoling said with concern, and the soft voice of concern grinded her teeth in Ji Ruolin's ears.

Zhang Qingyuan smiled and said, "If I'm not sure, I won't agree, don't worry, it's okay." ”

At this moment, Ji Ruolin saw that the cup Zhang Qingyuan put on the table was empty, a smile appeared in her eyes, and she said, "Qingyuan, are you thirsty, I'll pour you a glass of water." ”

The concern in her voice was not inferior to Fang Miaoling, and as she spoke, Ji Ruolin reached out and took the cup and raised it towards Zhang Qingyuan.

Seeing Ji Ruolin's actions, Zhang Qingyuan was stunned. Then he smiled bitterly: "Xiexie." ”

Of course, Zhang Qingyuan knew what Ji Ruolin meant by being around him all the time, but he was really indecisive now, as for Fang Miaoling, he was even more speechless, Ji Ruolin hadn't solved it well, of course he couldn't provoke her anymore, so he could only act as if he didn't know what to do.

And Fang Miaoling saw that Ji Ruolin's attack this time was obviously much stronger than before, and couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at Ji Ruolin with some suspicion again, and then looked at Zhang Qingyuan. Merely. When she saw the direction that Zhang Qingyuan's eyes were looking at, her pretty face suddenly turned red with anger.

Just now, when Zhang Qingyuan was distressed, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw Ji Ruolin bending over to receive water. The plump buttocks with a round and straight shape suddenly pouted in front of Zhang Qingyuan's eyes. Just a glance. Zhang Qingyuan couldn't take his eyes off anymore.

As Ji Ruolin bent down, her rounded buttocks suddenly rose high like two round balls, wrapped in a hip skirt that was completely close to her body. All contours at a glance.

Looking at the perfect arc from the buttocks to the thighs that were sunken in, Zhang Qingyuan's tongue was dry, and he couldn't help but think of that night, his hand touched there, the soft, elastic buttocks, warm and full, even if he is still impressed.

Thinking of the feeling coming from his hands, Zhang Qingyuan immediately felt a burst of heat in his lower abdomen.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, Fang Miaoling, who really couldn't stand it, coughed dryly, which alerted Zhang Qingyuan.

Fang Miaoling first glanced at Ji Ruolin, annoyed, then looked at Zhang Qingyuan, who looked embarrassed, glared at Zhang Qingyuan, and walked back to his position, sullen.

Although Ji Ruolin didn't look back just now, the woman's sixth sense still made her realize that Zhang Qingyuan was looking at her body just now, and a tingling sensation hit her whole body at that time, and her mind couldn't help but recall that night again, that night that she recalled countless times later, and her whole body immediately felt hot.

After turning around, when she saw Zhang Qingyuan's somewhat embarrassed face, as well as Fang Miaoling's dry cough just now, it showed that Ji Ruolin's feeling just now was not an illusion, which made her feel excited.

If a man is interested in your body, it means that he at least has feelings for you.

These are the words in the emotional publications that Ji Ruolin specially bought during this period of boredom, which made her remember deeply, and these days, the words 'women chasing men in the veil' will flash in Ji Ruolin's mind from time to time.

And now, Ji Ruolin found out that she had successfully dressed today, and she couldn't help but be excited, and even glanced at Fang Miaoling a little proudly, with a smile on her face.

Slightly nervously put the cup on Zhang Qingyuan's table, and when she heard Zhang Qingyuan thank her again, Ji Ruolin smiled charmingly, shook her head, and turned around and walked back to her place and sat down.

Seeing Zhang Qingyuan reluctantly retracting his gaze, Fang Miaoling couldn't help but feel a burst of deflated, in terms of figure, she was plumper than Ji Ruolin, whether it was breasts or buttocks, she was more round and straight, and her fair skin was not inferior in any way, but looking at the current situation, Zhang Qingyuan looked at Ji Ruolin more, which made Fang Miaoling a little anxious.

"Am I going to give up again?" Fang Miaoling lowered her head, her eyes flickered, and it was difficult to decide.

At this moment, she saw Ji Ruolin's slightly smug gaze, and her pretty face turned red again.

"No, why, I'm thirty years old, but I haven't been in love until now, you Ji Ruolin is younger than me, better conditions than me, what are you fighting with me, why should I give up, I don't give up!"

Fang Miaoling finally made a decision in her heart, or rather, she was inspired by Ji Ruolin's attack.

When Zhang Qingyuan raised his head and saw Fang Miaoling's eyes, the firmness in that look suddenly startled him, and he quickly dodged and moved to the computer screen, but he was slightly worried in his heart.

A Ji Ruolin gave him quite a headache, and there seemed to be a bit of a situation on Qi Mei's side, so that he still didn't know what it was like, and Fang Miaoling came in again.

Thinking of the scene of three women surrounding him, staring at him, Professor Zhang suddenly became two heads and two big.

After a while, when Zhang Qingyuan calmed down, he could only say speechlessly: "What else can I do, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I don't believe that I can still let you women be forced into a dead end by a man." ”

After thinking of such a method that is not a solution, or even a completely passive defense policy, Zhang Qingyuan no longer thinks about this, but retracts his mind and continues to pay attention to the matter of this competition.

Although the text was relatively long, it was swept away by Zhang Qingyuan's quick eyes. I finished reading it in a few clicks.

Below the text, there is something like a timeline, shaped like a rope strung with several small circles, the first circle says I want to register, the second is the registration review, the third is to submit the work, the fourth is the work to be shortlisted, the fifth is to enter the final, and the fifth is the national tour.

Zhang Qingyuan did not hesitate at all, and clicked on 'I want to sign up'. The page that appears again is the registration form.

This is followed by a series of forms to fill out. When Zhang Qingyuan has done this, a dialog box pops up, showing that the review information will be completed within twelve hours.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't pay much attention and closed the page. First of all, I started thinking about what I was going to draw this time.

Since it is the National Day. It must have something to do with the National Day. However, Zhang Qingyuan naturally can't paint like the 60th anniversary, although landscape painting can be more in line with the artistic conception, but Zhang Qingyuan also said. Since he participated, the ranking was not too important, but the process.

In this case, he had painted landscape painting last time, and he obviously wouldn't use it this time.

And the characters are also Zhang Qingyuan's forte, because Wu Daozi was famous for his characters back then, but what to draw until it was almost afternoon class, Zhang Qingyuan hadn't thought about it.

In the afternoon, Zhang Qingyuan had classes in both sessions, and both sessions were sketches.

When Zhang Qingyuan raised his head and saw the water poured by Ji Ruolin on the table, Zhang Qingyuan had to take it up and drink it in one gulp, Ji Ruolin was a little weird today, in order not to touch her moldy head, Zhang Qingyuan could only try to avoid provoking her, so she couldn't help but drink the water she poured.

Hearing the sound of Zhang Qingyuan drinking water, Ji Ruolin, who was sitting with her back to Zhang Qingyuan, showed a sweet smile.

Then Zhang Qingyuan said hello to the two girls, and left with the sketch homework of the last student.

It's still the last time in the sketching classroom, the students in the three classes came neatly, under normal circumstances, as long as there are no special circumstances, the boys in the second grade have almost never been absent, and the reason is naturally Jiang Xinyou.

And now, since taking Zhang Qingyuan's class, the girls have not skipped class, although Zhang Qingyuan's image is a little worse than the idol stars on TV, but white and delicate, although the figure is not tall and burly, but it is also better than proportionality, and more importantly, they are only in their twenties, and they are already associate professors, which is the biggest reason why they like to worship.

Seeing Zhang Qingyuan come in, not only Jiang Xinyou's eyes lit up, but the other girls also had their eyes lit up and greeted Zhang Qingyuan one after another.

Seeing this scene, the boys in the three classes all pouted depressedly, although so, most of the boys couldn't be too jealous of Zhang Qingyuan, after all, Zhang Qingyuan's current achievements were something they couldn't do.

However, there are also some students from well-off families who are not interested in Zhang Qingyuan's achievements, in their opinion, no matter how powerful Zhang Qingyuan is, he is just a university teacher, plus the money from the sale of his paintings and the money from publishing textbooks, it will be a million a year, and they spend more than this amount in a year.

Hong Desheng, the leader of the second squad, and Fang Lin, the leader of the third squad, are among the representatives.

However, the two did not make trouble openly, they were just unhappy.

There were two classes in the afternoon, and in the first class, Zhang Qingyuan commented on the last homework, and commented on them one by one, although Hong Desheng and several people did not care about it, but they were still somewhat shocked in their hearts.

In each sketch, Zhang Qingyuan's comments hit the nail on the head, and in addition to pointing out the problems, he also explained how to draw the problems to avoid, and the methods were simple and easy to understand, so that the students could understand them immediately.

In the second class, I still drew two sketches, this time because Jiang Xinyou is not a model, so the students are much more honest and more serious in painting, plus Zhang Qingyuan's guidance from the previous class, the students will draw much smoother again, and the overall effect is much better than the last time, so that Zhang Qingyuan has a satisfied look in his eyes.

When he took back his sketch homework after the end, Zhang Qingyuan did not hesitate to praise himself, said that the students were happy, and thanked Zhang Qingyuan repeatedly.

After the class bell rang, the students also left one after another, and Jiang Xinyou came to Zhang Qingyuan's side and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhang, I'll help you hold some of it." ”

Seeing Jiang Xinyou smiling, and even took the initiative to help Zhang Qingyuan with his homework, some of the remaining students showed surprised looks, and the girl's eyes were slightly jealous, but it was not deep.

And the boys all looked at it a little depressed and left, they all knew that Jiang Xinyou could not be their dish. At the same time, although they worship Zhang Qingyuan, they also know that although Zhang Qingyuan is powerful, it is even more impossible to be with Jiang Xinyou, first of all, the age is there, and Zhang Qingyuan is not a rich man, otherwise the age gap is still a real problem.

After Hong Desheng and Fang Lin saw it, their eyes flickered slightly, and after thinking about it, Hong Desheng glanced at a student beside him, and this student immediately understood what he meant, and hurriedly ran to Zhang Qingyuan's side, and smiled at Zhang Qingyuan:

"Teacher Zhang, Jiang Xinyou is a girl, I'll send it to you."

"Oh, no need, Liu Ziqiao, xiexie you." Zhang Qingyuan said with a smile, the students in the class remembered all the names after reading the roster, and he could naturally say it in one mouth.

Seeing that Liu Ziqiao had a mouth and wanted to say something, Zhang Qingyuan smiled and said, "Later, I have other things to do with Jiang Xinyou, just let her take it, and you don't need to make another trip." ”

After speaking, Zhang Qingyuan took Jiang Xinyou and left.

Seeing the backs of the two, Liu Ziqiao was stunned, and then set his eyes on Hong Desheng, but saw that Hong Desheng's gaze became deeper, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Keep up with them and see what they're going to do." Hong Desheng said coldly. (To be continued......)