Seeing that Uncle Li, the gatekeeper, was about to pick up Mu Dongqian's collar like a chicken, Ling Yiqing thought about how to be Yi Ruihao's boyfriend, don't be too embarrassed, and stepped forward to stop it.

"What, he's my senior, a few years older than me, came to see the teacher today, I'm here to lead the way. We know that the person we are visiting is Professor Qin Bin from the Department of Computer Science, so please be accommodating and let him in, these things are prepared for his children. ”

Ling Yiqing also admired her eloquence at this time, all of a sudden, the odds of winning were better, at least the information of the professor and the child was correct.

Qin Bin is her teacher, so she naturally knows the teacher's daily life better.

"Oh, I see. By the way, you're the girl who won the first place in the department every year, right, your name is posted on the honor roll, and I have a good memory, right? Come in quickly, misunderstanding, hehe......"

When Uncle Li, the gatekeeper, saw that he was a scholar, he immediately trusted him for a few points and helped open the door.

So, Mu Dongqian came in smoothly, bringing his large bags of snacks.

Mu Dongqian didn't know what was going on from beginning to end.

What Professor Qin Bin, the snacks given to the children, the seniors of several years, clearly make something out of nothing...... But I helped him!

As soon as he came in, Mu Dongqian was curious and asked Ling Yiqing.

"Who are you? Why do you want to help me get in? ”

"You were with Ari Hagi on Christmas Day." Ling Yiqing didn't dig deeper, and the point was up.

"Are you...... Oh, I remember, it's the girl with long braids, right, remember, and I'll live in the future...... Rui Hagi, you just take care of it more, thank you. Mu Dongqian remembered all kinds of worries when he was a child, and said.

"She's my friend, as she should be." Ling Yiqing bowed slightly, "She usually helps me a lot and brings me a lot of joy, I can't thank you enough." ”

Mu Dongqian stopped talking, quickened his pace, and asked the specific location of Ling Yiqing's dormitory building, and Ling Yiqing helped lead her into the door, and she left.

In the first class, Ling Yiqing came to the classroom early, there was no one, just find a place to sit down, take out the notebook from the light blue transparent file bag and place it first, sit quietly alone, open the textbook and preview it thoroughly, so as to facilitate the class to listen to the lecture and take notes.

The curtains were blown up by the breeze, the warm sun entered the room, the indescribable warmth, shining with the heart, the speckled carved flowers and shadows were hazy, falling on her face, it was tranquil and quiet, and it was not easy for others to disturb.

Many people came to the interior of the classroom one after another, and when they saw Ling Yiqing, who was studying seriously in the classroom of the elective course, they all took a detour and whispered in the corner behind them.

This section is an elective course, art appreciation, many people come for credits, few people are so serious, take the textbook to study, and the attitude towards the compulsory courses is as rigorous.

Except for Ling Yiqing, there is really no one.

"She's the exchange student who went to Yuexuan, and now she's back?"

"No, the cost of the whole journey is covered by the school, and it's free!"

"Such a cow? She has already paid free tuition, is this still free? ”

"It's called a scholar! can be seen from a distance and not blasphemed...... "One person pretended to be profound, brushed his head, and buried his head.

"Eh, I suddenly feel the urge to study hard......"

Answer: This is the influence of Xueba.

In class, a bearded male teacher came in, still with an arc, giving people the pride of being in the sky; When people reach middle age, their hair is shiny and black, and they are much younger.

The students at the bottom secretly slandered: the standard configuration of an art teacher!

"Ahem, uh-huh! Today we're going to learn about Cézanne's dynamic space. First, let's take a look at a painting on the projection screen called "Apples and Oranges". As you know, this is a three-dimensional space, not a two-dimensional, three-dimensional, you can try to draw an auxiliary line......"

Quietly below, many people picked up their pens and were eager to try, and soon left two pencil marks on the white.

Ling Yiqing too, she had studied art and knew the focus of this class, but she still listened carefully.

After constructing the auxiliary line, she looked back at the window view to distract herself, but there was a slight snoring sound in her ears...... Still pillowing in the crook of his arm, his slanted eyes are just closed, facing the direction of the window, and muttering something quietly in his mouth, as if he has returned to the winter March of winter that he can't wake up.

Pouting, unable to complain about this kind of person who does not study seriously, Ling Yiqing continued to recall the emotion when she saw this painting.

"Indeed, you should find that this space is interesting. The armrests are recessed, the oranges in the bowl have a flat angle, and the apples on the plate look like the angle from above, and the tilt angle between the plate and the bowl is very different, due to the different angles of viewing......"

The bearded teacher began to babble again, and there was a little spit on his beard, not a white beard.

"Which student will share his or her opinion? This is art, or how do you feel about art after seeing this painting? Erlianwen slashed down with a knife, waking up many dreamers who were sleepy in the spring.

It was the first class in the afternoon, and I had just eaten lunch, and it was time to take a nap to relieve my sleep.

You let the students go to class at this time, hehe, I'm afraid they will all fall......

"Uh...... No one answered...... Then I'll smoke someone! "Deliberately intimidating the students, I trembled for a while and didn't know how to answer.

The bearded teacher has short and thick fingers, and there is a callouse on the middle finger, without any consciousness as an artist, but a big coffee is a big coffee, no matter how sloppy he is, he is also one of the most popular teachers in the school.

"OK, I'll take a look...... Then the boy by the window in the fifth row...... Hey, wake up! What he pointed to and drew was the boy behind Ling Yiqing who was still immersed in the drowsiness of winter and March.

The eyes were focused on him, and many people were surprised: a good-looking boy!

Obviously it looks warm and harmless on the surface, it is a very soft and delicate appearance, with fine hair curled in the ears, a pair of spiritual eyes that are not easy to be noticed, and the orange-red ...... It's that painting. The warm sunlight falls, wantonly showing the stubbornness and silence of a teenager of this age, exuding a bad and resembling a good person from the inside out.

The boy was obviously still sleepy, and his eyes were full of light and darkness...... is lazy, and it is also lonely that others don't understand, which makes Ling Yiqing feel intimate.

"Art, heh......" The boy was obviously suspected of going against the teacher, and his face was full of unconvinced, "Sleeping is an art, and you art boss must understand it, so please stop me from seeking art...... OK？ He also raised his eyebrows, contemptuous of the authority of the bearded art bigwig.

But the art teacher was not angry, but his beard was blown higher, and he didn't know what to say......