"Don't pick on the thorns while listening to the lecture here, and don't talk indiscriminately here like some people, and end up bullying you with a whole world. Who do you think you are? Do you really think you're a little fairy? Which girl here isn't a little fairy? What boy isn't a little prince at home? Everyone's love doesn't come from crying with your tears. ”

This is the first time that Yuan Feiqian has said so many things in front of everyone, and he has said it without mercy at all.

For many people who know her, or for the boys in the restoration department, this is definitely a subversive cognition.

The goddess in their minds was so powerful when she was strong!

Even after a long time, they felt that they must not offend their goddess, because the goddess is not only good-looking, but also has first-class kung fu skills!

The White Lotus Fairy didn't speak for a while, and even forgot to cry.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the classroom was a little weird, Ji Jiayu coughed lightly and said: "Actually, I am about the same age as everyone, maybe I have only studied painting for a few more days, and if there is something wrong, you are also welcome to criticize and correct, or if you have any better suggestions, you are welcome to communicate with me." Then we will continue the lesson. ”

The course continued, but the minds of the people had gradually changed.

The design department is particularly concerned about the sudden appearance of such a white lotus in bloom in the department, which can only be watched from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, and is clear and rippling but not demonic.

And the restoration department is also particularly impressed by the posture of its own goddess who is a domineering side leakage teacher.

As for Ji Jiayu's last sentence, what is wrong with criticism, correcting and communicating with each other, everyone just listens to it.

After all, if you search for the name Ji Jiayu casually, all the various award records are clearly there, and not everyone can criticize and accuse them at will.

Where is the level of the people!

After the two classes were over, Ji Jiayu packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Yuan Feiqian came directly with his bag on his back: "Where are you going next?" I'll send you. ”

"No," Ji Jiayu said with a smile: "I still have to go to an art exhibition." ”

Yuan Feishallow asked: "You drove it?" ”

Ji Jiayu shook his head: "Be a judge." ”

Yuan Feiqian was a little surprised: "What's so good about the judges?" I remember you used to say that it didn't mean anything and that you didn't want to go. ”

Ji Jiayu said: "This time is for each other, and now I feel that there is money!" ”

Yuan Fei Qianqian looked at her a little incredulous, and said, "When did you get into the money eye, concubine?" ”

Ji Jiayu smiled cutely: "I naturally want to keep up with Your Majesty, I think what Your Majesty said is very reasonable, how can I solve my worries?" Only get rich. Since Your Majesty can use his own strengths to achieve this goal, I think I can too. ”

Yuan Feiqian looked at her and asked, "Does your brother know about your great dream?" ”

Ji Jiayu shook his head: "I didn't tell him, if I want to say it, people will throw money at me directly, then I will have no sense of accomplishment." ”

"......" Yuan Feiqian suddenly felt a kind of sadness of a poor man's eggs.

How to solve the problem? Only get rich!

What can be solved by getting rich is actually the sorrow of the poor!

For the rich, don't people have this worry at all?

The original non-shallow appearance obviously made Ji Jiayu couldn't help laughing, and even the emotions that were a little interrupted in the class returned to normal.

She glanced at the girl in the white dress and long hair who came out of the crowd and asked, "Who is that?" ”