This morning, Shaoyang sent me to school as usual before going to work. He didn't say a word about yesterday. I had been in the fugue all morning, and I didn't know where my books were scooped wrong, and my thoughts didn't know where to go. My mind was full of wonders if he was in trouble, or if he was in trouble, now I really want to get out of class immediately, go to see Tang Qian, and ask him to help me ask Fang Tao. All morning, I was thinking about things and anxiously waiting for the end of class. When I finally heard the bell ring, I was so excited that I packed my things, I never thought that today's class bell was so pleasant. I immediately picked up my schoolbag and took out my mobile phone to call Tang Qian.

"Hey, Qian. Where? "I was talking on the phone as I walked out, completely oblivious to the people in the room staring at me. I feel that the surroundings are quiet, not at all like the usual noisy noise after class. I put down my phone awkwardly and looked around, everyone was looking at me quietly, I kept talking on the phone, and then looked at the young instructor on the podium, holding his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at me sternly.

"Well, isn't class over?" I whispered to the person next to me, cautiously.

"Classmate, my phone rang just now, and I haven't finished class yet." He looked at me embarrassedly and said, and the classmates around him burst out laughing when they heard this, and now it's my turn to be embarrassed, and I stand there at a loss.

"The student who called, stay after class." The teacher lowered his head and sorted out his handouts, and then resumed his lesson. The classroom was once again peaceful, and the Buddha had just been a small episode. I sat back in my seat with my bag, and God knows how embarrassed I was right now. The rest of the time really went by minute by minute.

After class, I sat in place and didn't move, watching the classmates around me pack up their things, I really wanted to pack up my things and leave immediately, I looked at the teacher who was sorting things on the podium, and I walked over with my schoolbag.

"That teacher, I'm really sorry, I just thought it was class, I really didn't mean to disrespect you." I looked at him and said eagerly.

"This classmate, it seems that my class is really unattractive, you are impatient to listen to it, so you left." He looked at me with a blank face as he held the handout in his arms.

"Teacher, you misunderstood, I really didn't mean that."

"Give me your name, class, student number" he scooped out a table, and I knew what that meant.

"Teacher, don't write, I really don't mean to disrespect you, just forgive me this time." I grabbed the teacher's hand in a hurry, oh my God, if this is a pen, there is no hope for the praise and scholarship this semester.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, you don't remember the villain, don't write it." I hate myself to death now.

"Say." He looked at me as he grabbed his hand, raised an eyebrow, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. I was so frightened that I immediately retracted my hand. I wanted to grind for a while, but looking at his eyes, I said it anyway.

"Guo Xiaolu, Art 101 class, student number..."I finished speaking, thinking that this time it was over. The scholarship is in vain this time, and if you have a demerit, you can't scoop the first prize, depending on the teacher's attitude, it is estimated that my usual score in the exam is gone, and this course is set. Without the scholarship, it would be a huge financial loss for me. Now I was so disappointed that I didn't notice what the teacher was thinking deeply about on the forms with my name on them.

"Your name is Guo Xiaolu?" He looked at me with suspicion in his eyes.

"Yes, I am. Is there a problem? ”

"Are you really Guo Xiaolu, who scoops the school's first-class scholarship every year? Guo Xiaolu, who won the first prize in the provincial design competition? ”

"If you were to count me in the register now, wouldn't it be every year?" I tilted my head to look at him, trying to make my voice sound as pitiful as I could.

"Well, I've seen your work, and your tutor usually let me see the homework you handed in, it's really good, it's a malleable talent." He looked at me and nodded. Many teachers have told me such things, and I am used to listening to them, and now I am only worried about my scholarship.

"Teacher, do I still have to be named?" I looked at him and asked cautiously.

"Well, if it's Guo Xiaolu, forget it, don't count it." With that, he crossed out my name. I was a little surprised to see him hand me the watch. Most young teachers care about how students respect them in class, but I didn't expect it to be like this today.

"Thank you, teacher. ' I happily held the watch in the palm of my hand, for fear that he would regret it. When he saw my little action, he laughed.

"I didn't expect the teacher to be favoritistic." I said in a small voice, but I didn't expect to be heard by him.

"What? Don't you want to? He asked me with a smile.

"Without a teacher, I said you are so nice." I immediately looked up and retorted.

"Well, I really didn't expect Guo Xiaolu to be so interesting.

"Huh" I echoed with a laugh, is this also called funny? Odd.

"Teacher, should I go?" Suddenly I thought that I still had something important to ask Tang Qian, but I couldn't talk about it here.

"Oh, you can go, let's go eat." He also began to pack up the forms that he had just turned over.

"Then teacher, I'll go first, goodbye, teacher." I walked out the door with my bag in my hand, turned around and waved at him.

"Guo Xiaolu, wait a minute." He stopped me, and I stood there wondering what else was going on, looking at him suspiciously.

"Teacher, is there anything else?"

"What I want to say is that I also studied design in the past, and if you have any questions you don't understand in the future, you can come to me." Oh, I see.

"Thank you, teacher, I know, goodbye, teacher."

"Goodbye''

It's really unclear whether I was lucky or unlucky today. I thought I would be counted, but I didn't expect to get acquainted with the teacher. Then if you encounter problems in the future, just go directly to the teacher.

By the way, I have to call Tang Qian. Shaoyang's matter has to ask her to ask Fang Tao.

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