Regarding Ouyang Zhengyang's words to himself, Shi Mukun thought of the turtle painted on his desktop, knowing that the other party must have misunderstood him, and when he turned his head to explain, he found that the other party was drawing on paper with a pen.

When Ouyang Zhengyang painted, it was obviously much better than the expression on Dongfang Yifeng's face, combined with the fact that Ouyang Zhengyang was left to continue painting after class yesterday.

"I can't imagine that those students who were asked to stay and paint after class yesterday turned out to be a blessing in disguise!"

Shi Mukun walked around the school hall and found that the students who felt sorry for themselves yesterday and regretted that they had been left to paint were much more relaxed than those who drew correctly from the beginning.

On the one hand, it is because the memory interval is shorter and easier to recall; On the other hand, it is because these students who were asked to stay and continue to paint after class were deeply impressed by the experience of yesterday's class and the content of their last paintings.

Most of the students in the academy stood with their brows furrowed, and some of them even sweated profusely, and the sweat directly soaked the practice paper......

However, there was one person who had fallen asleep on the table, which was in stark contrast to the students around him.

"Alas! This is just the beginning, and the Shi brothers have given up on themselves. It's no wonder he's so discouraged, he's the only one left in the scattered group, even if he tries hard, it's hard to compare with other teams, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands! ”

After Ouyang Zhengyang finished painting, he looked up and saw Shi Mukun lying on the table and falling asleep. He wanted to go up and wake him up, but he was afraid that if he went to wake him up, he would stimulate him again, after all, he had already started to doodle on the practice paper and draw a turtle, if he tried to stimulate him again, would he collapse.

After thinking about it again and again, Ouyang Zhengyang finally suppressed the impulse in his heart, but comforted himself, out of sight and out of mind, buried his head and began to check his painting.

"Young master, you see that the god stick who is incomparable in the admissions examination and military training is now gone, and it is estimated that he has given up!"

Dongfang Yifeng finished painting, put down the pen, and heard his own children mysteriously whispering in his ears.

This is also what he confessed, asking Dongfang Yifeng's disciples to take turns staring at Shi Mukun, if he finds out that the other party is cheating, he will expose it, he doesn't believe that Shi Mukun can turn the sky alone, and he is better than the whole team!

"Did you see anything special about him?"

"A special move?"

This child of the Oriental family frowned slightly and recalled for a moment, and then spoke:

"This god stick is very quiet today, and I haven't discussed anything about the teacher's assignment with anyone since the class started! At first, it seemed that he was drawing something on the paper, but then he fell asleep on the drawing paper and never woke up until now. ”

"How long has he been sleeping?"

"He fell asleep not long after we finished talking."

"Isn't that that what he was painting all the time while we were talking? What does his painting look like? ”

"Back to the young master, he has been sitting still while we are discussing, and he has not touched a pen! He painted the painting before we discussed! ”

"Finished drawing before the discussion? I remember it didn't seem like it was three minutes before we started the discussion, right? ”

"Yes!"

"What did he paint?"

"This ......"

"I don't know? Won't you ask? I don't believe that when the discussion was full of people, none of them saw what he was drawing! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm going to inquire! ”

……

Seeing the children of his family hurriedly arranging and inquiring about what Shi Mukun painted one by one, Dongfang Yifeng felt very comfortable in his heart, and thought in his heart:

"Humph! In less than three minutes, I don't believe you can draw any moths! ”

About five minutes later, the child of the Dongfang family who had gone to arrange an inquiry returned to Dongfang Yifeng's side, his face full of excitement, "Young master, I have inquired!" I found out! ”

"Less nonsense, quick!"

"The stick is a tortoise!"

"Turtle? Are you sure? ”

Dongfang Yifeng looked incredible, and the teacher asked the students to record his content in the way of painting, what is the matter with this painting of a turtle, can the turtle also assist memory, shouldn't it......

"It's true! At first, the person I arranged asked for the return, and I was not sure! After all, who dares to draw the teacher's turtle, what if the teacher thinks of something else and directly deducts points from him! ”

"That's right, go on!"

"Yes! Later, some people sent me information one after another, and these people asked different people, but the answers coincided, and they all drew turtles. I asked the students again who had seen what the stick was drawing, and the answer was that it was indeed a turtle! ”

"Hmmm! If that's the case, you can't go wrong! ”

"By the way, young master, there is another thing, I don't know if my subordinates should talk about it or not!"

“！”

"Yes! Because Ouyang Zhengyang did not agree with our Oriental family, he sat behind the Divine Stick again, and when his subordinates went to confirm with the students behind Ouyang Zhengyang who saw the content of the Divine Stick's paintings, he was driven away! ”

"How can this be true? Is Ouyang Zhengyang deceiving me, is there no one in the Oriental family? ”

"Young master, don't be impatient, listen to me! When he drove his subordinates, he bluntly said: What's wrong with Brother Shi painting a turtle, the turtle is at least much stronger than some turtle king eight lambs, don't get out of here! ”

"Well, you are Ouyang Zhengyang, and you actually know that the god stick is a turtle?!"

"Yes! And with Ouyang Zhengyang's style of doing things without brains, this thing is true! ”

"That's wrong, it's not true that this is not called ten **!"

After Dongfang Yifeng finished, he paused and looked meaningfully at Shi Mukun, who was still sleeping on the table at the moment.

And after listening to the words of his young master Dongfang Yifeng, this disciple of the Dongfang family was stunned, and tried to remember where he was wrong, and asked many masters not to be wrong......

"It's 100% true!"

Dongfang Yifeng had a smug spring breeze on his face, and came out word by word.

The son of the Dongfang family was relieved at this time, and nodded his head, "The young master is wise!" ”

"Mr. Tutu has come over!"

At the moment when the son of the Oriental family finished filming his fart, the student by the window began to shout, reporting the whereabouts of Teacher Tutu.

After all the students listened, they immediately returned to their positions and sat upright.

Ouyang Zhengyang also raised his head from burying his head in checking the painting, and when he saw Shi Mukun who was still sleeping on the table, he secretly said in his heart, "Oops! /p I want to talk about "Stick City Tour" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~