Lin Qixue looked at the rickety wood-carved rabbit on the podium, and was a little speechless, why didn't this new teacher copy the real rabbit for them? Could it be that the handsome teacher in front of him actually has a phobia of feathers?

Looking at this white drawing paper, Lin Qixue suddenly had a feeling that she didn't know where to start, she had never painted in her life, it was really a bit embarrassing! She looked at the little girl not far away who was excitedly scribbling on the paper with a colored pen, and then a beautiful rabbit appeared on the paper, and she felt a little ashamed in her heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But think about it, in the future world, she was obsessed with military training every day, and even drawing pictures was a military marching route, but this simple children's drawing completely stumped her.

She didn't know how to look at it, but the carved wooden rabbit still looked strange. No matter what she said, she couldn't draw such a charm.

And the sleeping god next to him didn't buy the face of this handsome teacher at all, and lay his little body on the table and fell asleep in a daze.

Every time Lin Qixue drew a stroke, her heart twisted weirdly, in fact, the brain crab had already laughed in her heart, it was really interesting. It never knew that its little master would not be able to draw such ordinary children's paintings, and in the future world, they would not have such a course as an art class, so it is no wonder that the little master is not good at such paintings.

If you draw a military map, your own little master is really handy, and there will never be such a thing.

Cai Song looked at the little doll under the stage and began to stir his brain to draw on the paper with his little fat hands, looking out the window boredly, and his old man threw himself to this place. It's actually very boring. Originally, I stayed well in the Academy of Fine Arts in country Y. How do you know that your old man just can't get used to learning art by himself. I had to go back to China by myself, and then teach these dolls to draw in this Maple Grove Academy.

How could those half-sized dolls know how to draw, most of them scribble on paper.

Don't think that you don't know what kind of attention your old man has in his heart, he just wants to force himself to return to the army, but he is really not interested in those fights and killings. Even if he has the physique of being a soldier king, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, otherwise he wouldn't sneak abroad to study art.

His gaze was not really focused, and he looked around from time to time. In fact, I didn't know where to fly for a long time.

In the closest place to where he was sitting, a little fat man seemed to notice that the new art teacher was looking at his drawing paper, and he hurriedly pressed his fat body on the table, he didn't want this teacher to see his ugly rabbit, who knew that Cai Song had already seen it.

The little fat man shrugged his head and said embarrassedly, "Teacher, I haven't finished drawing yet." When I'm done, I'll show you my masterpiece. The little fat man naturally didn't want Cai Song to look at his unfinished product now.

Finished product? Cai Song couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if with joy. That chubby steamed bun. Why doesn't it look like a rabbit? Not only that, but the colors inside the bun are really colorful. Cai Song really couldn't bear to look at it directly, the black and black were sticky to the red and red, and there was some yellow next to it, collapsed, what kind of aesthetics is this child?

Shang Yun proudly used the colored pencil that his mother bought for him to draw on the paper, a lifelike rabbit appeared on the paper, and his friend Zhou Hui next to him couldn't help but exclaim, "Xiaoyun, you really deserve to be the little genius of our class, this painting is too beautiful." ”

Shang Yun's face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "You hurry up and draw your own rabbit." In fact, she was naturally very happy in her heart, but she always remembered that her mother told her to show her humble side in front of outsiders, otherwise she would be regarded as proud by others.

Zhou Hui was really envious in her heart, the rabbit face painted by Shang Yun was big, it was really cute, and then she looked down at the messy black lines on her drawing paper, she was speechless, she was really comparing goods, and she was angry. She angrily poked a few times on the paper with a colored pen, and a hole was directly broken in the good drawing paper, which really collapsed.

The others naturally heard Zhou Hui's appreciation, turned their heads and saw the lifelike rabbit on Shang Yun's drawing paper, and naturally felt envious.

"Shang Yun, you're really amazing." The little boy who had always liked Shang Yun couldn't help but praise, his eyebrows and eyes curled, especially when he saw Shang Yun's excited appearance, he naturally ran over.

Many people gathered around, as if they had forgotten all about the fact that they were still in class, and Shang Yun was even more excited when he heard so many people praising his paintings.

"That rabbit is so cute, and you're really talented at drawing. It's a veritable little genius in our class. The person who spoke also deliberately glanced at Lin Qixue's side, how did he know that Lin Qixue's attention was all on his drawing paper, so naturally he didn't see this scene. The little girl Feng Yue was annoyed in her heart, isn't this newcomer also one of the geniuses? Why did she say that herself, the girl didn't react at all.

Doesn't it mean that geniuses will compete with each other? Why is it invalid here when Lin Qixue arrives? Feng Yue's heart was naturally speechless.

Cai Song happened to come to Shang Yun's side at this time, Shang Yun was actually uneasy in his heart, he was afraid that this art teacher would not approve of his paintings, how did he know that Cai Song's eyebrows were displayed, and he commented lightly, "Not bad!" In his heart, he thought that this little girl was really good at drawing, and the rabbit was well drawn, and then he slowly shook to the back, only to find that there was a boy sleeping on the table at the back, and the short-haired girl next to her frowned, as if she could pinch an ant to death, and the small pen in her hand drew on the paper from time to time.

He stretched out and leaned over, and when he saw the rabbit on the paper, he froze. When the other children saw the teacher coming, they scattered back to their seats and immersed themselves in their rabbit creations. Cai Song swept over, and there were all kinds of rabbits, but they were far from being as strange as the rabbits he saw now.

What is it really? Robot rabbit?

The boy in the front row of Lin Qixue naturally found that the teacher walked behind him, originally he drew quite well, Shang Yun's tsundere girl was able to get the evaluation of the new teacher, he was naturally not convinced, and also wanted Cai Song to evaluate himself well, where did he know that Teacher Cai Song actually went around to the back to see his back table, he naturally turned his round little head, looked down, and couldn't help laughing, "New here, your rabbit is really funny, how can it look like a robot." ”

The rabbit's face is zero-angled, and there is no rounded face. The eyeballs are so stiff that they let a small black square be used as an eye.

This laughter made Lin Qixue's face darken, her white and tender little hands turned over vigorously, and when she raised her head, she also saw the banter in Cai Song's eyes, and her mood was even worse.

It's too much for this new teacher to bully herself.

Han Lin, the sleeping god next to him, didn't know when he woke up, took the drawing paper that Lin Qixue put on the table, he saw the stiff rabbit, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, this guy is too bad at drawing, the originally curved lines have become crooked straight lines.

Lin Qixue became angry now, and her voice became louder, "Han Lin." "This sleeping god is so bold that he dares to touch his own things, it seems that his table mate is not the usual lazy and lazy appearance at all. The guy who laughed at Lin Qixue in front of him turned pale with fright, this new doll was so fierce, his little heart couldn't stand it at all, he really looked like his mother.

Wang Xiao can't wait to find a hole in the ground and turn in, Mom, the world is so scary, he wants to go home. That girl is terrible, geniuses are terrible.

Lin Qixue's tone was threatening, if this kid didn't obediently return his painting, she really didn't mind giving this guy an over-the-shoulder throw, so that he could feel her strength.

Han Lin felt as if there was a chill in his neck, and couldn't help but shrink his neck, where did this chill come from! However, he took the initiative to put back the drawing paper of the robot rabbit, but, to be honest, the art talent of his fellow table is really not very good! This rabbit can be drawn like this, which is really funny.

Lin Qixue saw that the drawing paper landed on her desk safely, and naturally breathed a sigh of relief, where did she know that a hand appeared in front of her eyes, Cai Song looked at the drawing paper in her hand interestingly, and didn't know that Lin Qixue's little hand was held tightly, Lin Qixue didn't know why she saw the teacher's playful appearance, she had an urge to beat him up.

Cai Song took Lin Qixue's drawing paper and walked to the podium, and kept muttering, "It's so interesting." I didn't see the anger in Lin Qixue's eyes under the terrace, the lines of the painting were extremely stiff, and it was the first time to paint. This child is quite young, if it weren't for his old man telling him that Brother Xin's children are in this class, he wouldn't have chosen to be the art teacher of this class.

In other words, he came here with Lin Qixue, the child. He had already heard that Brother Xin, the adopted daughter, was found in a deep mountain, and her talent was very good, and what subjects were not a problem for her. But the subject of art made Cai Song speechless. It seems that genius also has weaknesses. (To be continued.) )