That painting, it seems that he took it casually somewhere, and in the end it was taken by the uncle, saying that it was very beautiful.

"Xia Xueyi! What kind of are you? Professor Xia was a little annoyed when he saw Xia Xueyi's paintings, which couldn't be compared with Luan Xiaotian.

Not only is it unbearable to see from the contrast of lines, but the relationship between perspective and light and shade is not found at all, and it is embarrassing to take it out.

"Professor Xia, I will work hard," Xia Xueyi pursed her lips, she wanted to be inspired to become a master.

**

In the blink of an eye of the four classes, Luan Xiaotian held fifteen drawn line drawings in his hand.

"Xiaotian, I didn't expect you to be so good at painting," Xia Xueyi also held the fruits of a morning's labor in her hand.

In these two semesters, Professor Xia has taken classes, and I have also given her a lot of guidance, but she has not improved.

Every time I go to class, I will be scolded and said that my painting skills are rubbish.

"Wait a minute!" Nan Zhuyu just turned out of the studio and called out to the two people who were talking and laughing.

He stood in front of Luan Xiaotian, with only two eyes left, staring at her carefully, "Have we met somewhere?" ”

Luan Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, Xia Xueyi stroked her glasses, "It's the first time a little genius has come, don't look for trouble!" ”

"Shut up!" Nan Zhuyu said with a sigh.

"Xueyi, help me get it." Luan Xiaotian stuffed the painting in his hand into Xia Xueyi's arms and walked to the window.

Nan Zhuyu then followed.

The two men stood across from each other.

"This classmate, I don't know you, but I don't think you're a great person," Luan Xiaotian said softly, avoiding people coming and going in the corridor from looking at them with strange eyes, "I hope you listen to the professor's class well, and a boy who can draw won't be too unlucky." ”

Nan Zhuyu looked at the back and was stunned.

Don't know what he always looks in his direction when he is in class?

With a cold snort, he went in the opposite direction.

Luan Xiaotian hadn't walked a few steps when his mobile phone rang urgently, urging him with a worry.

I saw that it was a call from the note 'The Fountain of All Evil', and immediately answered it.

"Three minutes out of the school gate."

With that, the phone immediately hung up.

Three minutes, running from the West School to the North School, such a long distance?

"Xueyi, I have something important, so I'll leave first." Without saying a word, he rushed downstairs without looking back.

"Little ......!" The figure disappeared immediately, and Xia Xueyi's voice became thinner and thinner, "Your ...... Draw...... Forgot to take it. ”

At the gate of the school, Luan Xiaotian saw Cui Heng sitting in the car at a glance.

After getting into the car, she finally could breathe a sigh of relief, and Nan Yukong threw her a bottle of water, "Drive, go to Han's house." ”

What are you doing to go to Nan's house in such a hurry and pick her up, "Since you are in such a hurry, I can actually go home by myself." ”

Nan Yukong said in a deep voice, "I'm not at ease. ”

Luan Xiaotian's cheeks flushed, and he unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it with his head raised.

In the blink of an eye, she choked on the water and coughed uncontrollably.

The person on the side immediately handed over the tissue, and the serious expression on his gloomy face instantly faded, "Be careful." ”

Luan Xiaotian took the tissue and replied without thinking, "Thank you." ”

What's the matter, he doesn't worry about letting Secretary Cui pick it up, everything has to be done himself, it's really unnecessary.

Straightening up, Nan Yukong helped her to leave with the hand that adjusted her back.

"There was an accident in the summer, and I was in a hurry to see him." Nan Yukong glanced at her to prevent misunderstanding, and added, "I'll stop by." ”