Chapter 173: Which Class Are You In?
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"Okay, no one speaks, does it? I won't serve anymore, old lady! I'm leaving! ”
"Hey, Lin Ying, why are you going?"
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"Huh!" Du Jue pinched his nose and ran in from the door of the classroom, and slapped his nose with disgust: "Lin Ying, you are a big girl with yellow flowers, why do you speak so rudely?" I feel like I smell the toilet! ”
Lin Ying took two steps back and grabbed Du Jue's collar, "What does the toilet smell like?" Take you to smell it? ”
"Don't! I don't have that fetish. ”
As soon as Qin Hui returned to the classroom from the examination room, he saw Lin Ying pulling Du Jue's collar, Qin Hui immediately became angry, and ran over to pick up Lin Ying's hand: "Lin Ying, what are you doing?" Why are you bullying Dujue? ”
Lin Ying looked at Qin Hui, who was like a calf, and immediately smiled, "Ha! The Grass Protector is here! ”
Du Jue impatiently blocked Qin Hui's hand to arrange his clothes: "Qin Hui, you are less nosy, master, am I a person who can be easily bullied?" ”
"Du Jue, don't you don't know the hearts of good people, I'm helping you!" Qin Hui was anxious, looking aggrieved when I saw pity.
"Qin Hui, don't be sad, I think they are just joking, anyway, as long as Du Jue doesn't like it, he will definitely not look down on other girls." Cao Yunwei persuaded in a low voice on the side.
Qin Wei glared angrily, Cao Yun was slightly shocked that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained: "No, I didn't mean that." ”
In art class, I like to draw absent-mindedly, and as soon as the art teacher came in, he saw her words and said earnestly: "I like it, although your talent is good, but I haven't taught sketching yet, it's not right for you to draw like this." ”
I like to be surprised, I looked at my drawing paper, and found that I don't know when, I drew the figures of Lin Ying and Zhong Xiaoman on the paper.
Although the painting is not good, the general outline is still the same, Zhong Xiaoman's Qi bangs, Lin Ying's black ponytail, and his favorite dog gnawing bangs, it is just the same.
"I'm sorry, teacher, I don't have any inspiration today, I just draw casually."
"Well, this one looks a bit like yours." The art teacher pointed to the little girl whose bangs the dog gnawed.
"Hey...... Teacher, when I learn to sketch, I'll be the first to draw you. ”
"Really? The teacher waits to see what kind of foreigner you draw me. ”
The art teacher looks like a half-breed, and he himself sometimes jokes about it.
When the art teacher left, I liked to look at the classmates who were chatting with their mobile phones around me, and suddenly I was not in the mood to draw, so I went downstairs and went to the reading gallery.
At the moment, all the students are in class, and there is no one in the reading gallery, which is rare and clean.
She walked through the reading gallery on both sides over and over again, looked at the green vines and flower clusters on the edge of the corridor over and over again, and listened to the sound of reading aloud from the teaching building, and had a feeling that the years were quiet.
"I wish time had stopped at this moment, so that this reading gallery would always belong to me."
"When I learn watercolor, I'll definitely paint this place."
"It's even more beautiful than that!"
"If you stuff someone's figure into the painting, and there is a beautiful and lovely me, I will never take it out."
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey......"
likes to fantasize about beautiful pictures, but a middle-aged man's roar completely broke her beautiful illusions.
"That classmate! What are you doing? What are you hanging around outside without going to class?! ”
I like to open my eyes suddenly, and I saw Director Yan coming over with a vicious poke of a yang finger, "What about you?" What class are you from? ”