After sending He Jingfeng to Qingfeng Courtyard, Su Ran went to the horse farm, brought Da Hei out, and then returned to Qingfeng Courtyard.

In the courtyard, the two elders and one child were already having breakfast, and when they saw Su Ran coming back, followed by a donkey, both of them were stunned. Banxia and Eighteen, as well as the two servants, also looked at the black donkey who followed with great vigor and high spirits.

"What is this?" Zhao Lianhong glanced at the black donkey and guessed in his heart.

Su Ran touched his nose, walked over and sat down, "Bodyguard." ”

Although the old man sent more than a dozen guards to escort her, she was still not at ease, Da Hei had no other skills, and her ability to escape was absolutely first-class.

Hearing the word bodyguard, except for Zhao Lianhong and He Jingfeng, the rest of the people in the courtyard subconsciously looked at the black donkey, confused and dazed.

A donkey as a bodyguard? Did they hear it wrong, or did Su Ran say it wrong?

Zhao Jinhong glanced at the black donkey several times and asked, "What's so special about it?" ”

"Second ancestor, Da Hei runs fast," He Jingfeng's eyes were bright, and with Da Hei accompanying him back, most of his frustration was instantly healed.

"Boom~" Da Hei nodded, yes, it ran fast, the fastest in the academy racecourse.

Banxia brought Su Ran's breakfast to the table, and when he heard the black donkey running fast, he asked with a smile, "Little master, can it run faster than a horse?" ”

"Of course," the villain put down his spoon, "Brother Lin, Brother Luo Xun, their horses can't outrun Dahei, and those who can keep up with Dahei, and those who are faster than Dahei are only Uncle Ayan's Chisu, my father's Qianli Pony, Uncle Jin's Runxiao, and Uncle Shen's Huoyun." ”

After He Jingfeng finished speaking, he picked up the spoon and ate his breakfast slowly, completely ignoring Banxia's already wide open mouth.

Red and red are running into the sky, but they are all peerless BMWs, can a donkey be compared to them?

Banxia and Eighteen were still suspicious in their hearts, but the little young master said it so seriously, and they believed it in the slightest.

The big black eyes squinted at the two scholars, and lay down directly behind He Jingfeng.

The master said that from now on, its responsibility is to protect the nephew from home.

Su Ran smiled, if you really want to compete, Da Hei really can't win against Chi Su, and she didn't explain.

Zhao Lianhong put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at Su Ran, "This time I used my own boat, and the guards are the henchmen of the old man, so there will be no man-made danger." ”

Su Ran nodded, of course she knew that the old man must have taken safety into account. However, if you have a mental calculation or not, you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens.

"Uncle, don't worry, I have already met those uncles yesterday afternoon, I think they are quite similar to Uncle Hu, I have their protection, it will be very safe."

"I'm not worried!" Su Ran put down his chopsticks, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "Okay, when Da Hei sends you home, let them bring Da Hei back!" ”

She got up and straightened her clothes, bent down and kissed the little man's face, "Uncle is going to class now, so I won't send you, remember to miss my uncle!" ”

"Well," the little man bent his eyes, "I'll keep thinking." ”

Zhao Jinhong's old face was a little embarrassed, and he glanced at Su Ran disapprovingly, and then thought that this was a pseudo-teenager, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Su Ran came out of Qingfeng Courtyard and went back to Fufeng Xiaozhu, and then went in the direction of the Art Academy.

……

At the beginning of the morning, it was seven o'clock in the morning.

In a classroom on the right side of the art academy, there is a wooden sign hanging at the door of the classroom, and the wooden sign reads the word "art room".

On the left and right sides of the classroom, four windows with a length of one meter and five widths are all opened, and from the outside, you can see that there are already twenty or thirty people sitting inside, and there is an easel in front of each person, on which is a drawing board, and a blank piece of paper is fixed on the drawing board.

In the corridor, Su Ran walked on Mu Sheng's right hand, half a step behind him. Without squinting, he walked through the back door, through the first window, and towards the front.

At this time, it was obviously very quiet, and she walked silently, Mu Sheng on the side smiled, and she deliberately walked lightly.

Su Ran felt a fluttering sound, it was the sound of her heartbeat.

The two walked to the door, and Mu Sheng encouraged the young man with his eyes, as if to say: Don't be nervous.

Su Ran took a deep breath, then exhaled softly a breath of turbidity, and nodded at him, as if to say: Don't worry.

In the classroom, Zhu Mingli saw the young man walking by outside the window, with a smile on his face, a bright light in his eyes, and a faint pride in his heart.

Liu Yang next to him saw him like this, as if he had guessed something, his eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked in the direction of the door in disbelief.

Was he the one he had been looking for?

I want to cry!

Liu Yang lowered his head and pondered, he wondered if he had offended people to death.

Mu Sheng walked into the classroom, glanced at the more than 20 students, and finally looked at the colleagues sitting at the back.

Su Ran took the first step into the classroom, and it was amazing that he was still a little nervous just now, and suddenly calmed down.

Just look, a young man in a blue robe walked in with steady steps.

The people in the classroom who guessed at this time all stared at the handsome young man who walked in at the door.

Su Ran's hair today did not use a headband, but inserted a hairpin, carved from a tea tree branch.

She stood beside Mu Sheng, glanced at the people in the classroom, and saw the eight gentlemen in the last row, with invisible jaws.

The gentlemen came to assess her for failing the painting master.

Mu Sheng smiled and made an introductory gesture, "This is the new Mr. Painting......"

The people below guessed that it was one thing, and it was another thing to confirm from Mu Sheng's mouth, and everyone had mixed feelings, and their mood was extremely complicated.

Zong Ning only felt dizzy, he looked at the young man opposite in a daze, and only felt that he was dreaming.

His classmates became his husband.

After Mu Sheng finished introducing, he said some words, patted Su Ran's shoulder to show encouragement, and then walked to the back and sat next to Ming Zichang.

Su Ran's face was expressionless, and he said indifferently: "Hello, I'm Huaxia, and I'm the gentleman of the art class," his eyes lightly glanced at the person who didn't seem to have come back to his senses.

She continued: "You've all read the materials of the art class distributed by the academy! You've seen the basic information and album of sketches! ”

Zhu Mingli spoke below: "Yes, sir." ”

"Yes, sir." Liu Yang followed closely as he spoke.

Zong Ning came back to his senses and nodded violently, he had read all the printed materials issued by the academy. It was because of watching it that he longed for this genre of sketching.

Su Ran nodded and pointed at Zong Ning and the other teenager, "The two of you move the plaster round body next to you to the middle of the high platform. ”

The young man who was pointed at was stunned, then touched his nose and got up and walked to the corner, and together with Zong Ning, he moved the white object on the stage to the one meter and two high platform in the middle of the class.