Chapter Twenty-Three: Fingering

The Bugatti Veyron parked at the door of the A Academy of Fine Arts.

The students who went to class exchanged ears, and they had long heard that the students of the Academy of Fine Arts of A University were all rich, but this Bugatti Veyron would not be too public?

Shang Feiwu glanced at the time displayed on his phone, eight forty.

The roll call time is 8:45, Professor Xu is a famous painter in Chinese painting, but he is also a very old-fashioned person, no one dares to be late for his class, one minute late Chinese painting appreciation 3,000 words, two minutes late Chinese painting appreciation 6,000 words, three minutes late Chinese painting appreciation 9,000 words, and so on.

It is not allowed to paste and copy plagiarized content, otherwise it will be directly suspended.

She wanted to just pull the car door and go to class, but the crowd of people coming and going made her feel awe.

After all, the stepmother doesn't kiss the stepsister, and the down-and-out daughters who don't love are all squeezed by bus to class.

It's just that Lu Yiyou's luxury car is too dazzling, and Shang Feiwu is a little anxious.

"Young grandma, can't you go down yet?"

Shang Feiwu pointed in the direction of the west, "Uncle Xie, hurry up and go to the back door, hurry up and I'll get off there." ”

Uncle Xie slammed the steering wheel sharply, although she didn't know why she repeatedly insisted on getting out of the car at the back door.

The Bugatti Veyron stopped steadily at the sparsely populated south gate of the A University Academy of Fine Arts, and she poked her head out to take a look, although there were figures in twos and threes, but there were naturally fewer than the north gate.

She thought to herself, there will definitely be no one who knows her.

So she hurriedly pushed the car door and hurriedly got out of the car, and she still had two minutes to rush from the south gate to the knowledge building.

Su Xin parked the red Mercedes-Benz in the teacher's parking lot, and was just about to get out of the car when she saw a familiar figure coming down from the luxury car in a hurry but with a look of avoidance.

She carefully found out that it was Shang Feiwu who embarrassed her in the office that day!

This Shang Feiwu is just a poor worm abused by his father and mother after he was hospitalized.

But I don't know how many pounds and taels I have, and I still want to hook up with Lin Shulian's cheap students everywhere!

Last time, she admitted it, and this time, she will definitely make her look good!

Su Xin's red lips slanted slightly, revealing a vicious smile.

Lin Shulian had just parked the car when he saw Mr. Su in the car next door in a daze in a certain direction.

He pressed the horn of the car, and Su Xin came back to his senses.

His eyes changed from vicious to hot.

She hurriedly rolled the window and greeted warmly, "What a coincidence, Professor Lin, let's go have breakfast together?" ”

Lin Shuhuan shrugged, his class was at ten o'clock, it didn't matter.

"Okay."

Shang Feiwu hurried to hurry, but he was still four or five minutes late, and today he was back, and the elevator in the Seeking Knowledge Building was broken.

She climbed up to the sixth floor one by one.

For five minutes, she secretly calculated in her heart, frowning at Professor Xu with a bitter and hateful brow, and appreciated 15,000 words of Chinese painting.

The concubine can't do it.

Although Professor Xu has strict rules, he finally caught a person who dared to be late, and he also felt particularly novel.

Looking inquiringly at the little girl standing at the entrance of the multimedia classroom, he stroked his gray beard.

"Yo, five minutes."

"I'm sorry the elevator is broken."

Shang Feiwu walked into the classroom with a hard head, looked at Zhang Yingying who was waving at the back of the classroom, and walked straight over.

Some people looked at her because they were curious about her last application time at the Repin Academy of Fine Arts, and some people looked at her because they were five minutes late this time for the appreciation of 15,000 words.

She sat next to Zhang Yingying exhaustedly, and before she could catch her breath, Zhang Yingying came over with a gossipy face.

"Say, who was the man who answered the phone for you last night and said you were sick?"

"Who?" Shang Feiwu was confused, and after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that what she said should be Lu Yiyou.

"Well, it's just a friend."

Zhang Yingying was indomitable and vowed to ask the truth, "Male friend, I haven't heard you say it, you are sick and still take care of your male friend......"

Shang Feiwu patted her head, "I have already been fined 15,000 words for Chinese painting appreciation, and I was caught by Professor Xu again for not paying attention in class, so I don't want to get a high score in this class." ”

Zhang Yingying had no choice but to shut up.

After class, Professor Xu cleaned up the materials on the podium, turned off the projector and computer, and explained before leaving, "That, the student who was just late, will send the appreciation to my mailbox two days later." ”

"Ahh Shang Feiwu howled softly, it was as if things had been piled up in the past two days.

At lunchtime, she walked to the cafeteria with Zhang Yingying, her face was not good, and her appetite was not good.

"Eh, if your manuscript passes this time, are you really going to study in Russia?" When Zhang Yingying talked about the word Russia, she felt that it was too far away.

Shang Feiwu nodded heavily, "If the sketch passes this time, it will be almost this time next year." ”

"Why?" Zhang Yingying took her arm and asked seriously.

Forehead...

As for why it must not be said to Zhang Yingying.

After all, she will definitely not be able to accept the matter of giving birth to the Lu family for a while.

"Just, there are some things at home, not to mention that I may not be selected, you also know that the Repin Academy of Fine Arts is one of the four major art academies, I just have the mentality of giving it a try and challenging myself."

The cafeteria of the University of Fine Arts is very well built, with five floors, and one floor is more expensive than the other.

Zhang Yingying tilted her head and looked at the crowd on the first floor, and sighed, "Feiwu, go, I invite you to eat on the fifth floor." ”

"Fifth floor? What's going on? She looked at Zhang Yingying incredulously, usually the fifth floor is a place where professors go, not to mention that the food there is expensive, she doesn't want to go, just to meet many professors on weekdays, her scalp is numb when she thinks about it.

But this Zhang Yingying pulled her into the elevator on a whim and went straight to the fifth floor, and she could only follow her helplessly.

"Feiwu, you have always had a bad stomach, you can't get used to eating big pot rice, you are so thin......"

She's so thin, can her good friend not help her improve her diet?

As soon as they chose an elegant seat by the window and sat down, they saw a group of professors coming out of the elevator one after another.

Teacher Su, Professor Lin, Professor Xu from the Department of Fine Arts, Brother Zhang, a first-year physical education teacher, and a new male teacher from the Department of Design.

Su Xin was surrounded by a group of male teachers.

This group of male teachers flattered her for two reasons, the first was because she was beautiful, and the second was because her father was the vice dean.

However, Professor Lin was the clear stream in this group of people, and he didn't stammer Su Xin, but sat down alone to study the recipe.

Su Xin looked at Professor Lin who had sat down early in embarrassment, and sat down next to him quietly.

Sure enough, the fifth floor of the canteen of the Academy of Fine Arts of A University is specially designed for teachers and professors.

Shang Feiwu dodged left and right, but he still didn't escape Professor Lin's sweeping eyes after ordering food.

He felt that someone around him was looking at him, and then he looked around, and sure enough, he saw Shang Feiwu with his head buried behind the small bush.

He picked up his plate and walked over without hesitation.

Su Xin was dumbfounded, what is the situation?

When will Lin Shulian and Shang Feiwu be good enough to meet in the cafeteria and eat together.

She was emotional, patted the table irritably, and the other teachers around her shrank in surprise.

This is completely different from Su Xin, who smiled gently just now, and her frowning eyes made people goosebumps.

"Hi, Professor Lin!" Zhang Yingying greeted warmly.

At the end, he added ambiguously, "Did you come to our house again to Shang Feiwu?" ”

Shang Feiwu knocked the joker next to him with his hand holding the tableware, "Eat your meal well!" ”

Professor Lin sat down at all, put down the dinner plate in his hand, and then said, "Well, Shang Feiwu, there is a party held by a leading artist in the art world in the evening, and I happen to lack a female companion, you just need an introducer, how about it?" ”

Shang Feiwu's expression was dyed with a touch of flying, and he asked happily, "Really?" ”

Lin Shulian took a bite of fruit salad, "Can there be a fake?" ”

Shang Feiwu just jumped up from his chair, and a good introducer could add at least ten points to the work.

She was a little worried, "Will that person agree to be my introducer?" ”

After all, she is not well known.

Lin Shuhuan put down the tableware, thought about it carefully, and said: "As for this aspect, I think it should be no problem, because talents are all sympathetic, I picked one of your works, and he will naturally have the answer after reading it." ”

Zhang Yingying participated with a smile, "Ouch, don't worry, I don't know what you're always worried about, I don't know what you're always worried about?" ”

Zhang Yingying is right, she has a feeling of being inferior to others in her bones, afraid of trying, afraid of competition, afraid of ridicule.

Su Xin looked at the people opposite from the table on the other side talking and laughing, angry, scribbled away her tableware, and hurriedly said goodbye.

"I'm full, you eat slowly."

She took the cutlery to the designated trash can, wiped her hands with a silk scarf, and smiled disdainfully.

She took out her mobile phone and used a small account to put a gossip picture in the forum of the Academy of Fine Arts of A University, with the title: A down-and-out daughter of the Academy of Fine Arts has been reduced to selling meat for vanity.

The attached picture is a screenshot of the footage she found in the surveillance room in the morning, where Shang Fei hurriedly got out of the Bugatti Veyron luxury car.

All of a sudden, there was a boom in replies, and the discussion was intense.

"I've long heard that the children who study art in the Academy of Fine Arts are not serious, but I can't imagine that they are so improper."

"Isn't selling meat for vanity all things done by the kids who study art?"

"I've seen this girl, and she doesn't usually seem to be outstanding, but I heard that she wanted to seduce the professor, and she failed."

"The smoky art department!"

"It turns out that they are all rich people, which means that godfathers are rich!"

The ace professional art department of the Academy of Fine Arts of A University fell in a state of condemnation.

Shang Feiwu had been feeling someone pointing at her since the afternoon, and she felt a little confused, so she asked Zhang Yingying, who was packing up her painting utensils and preparing to leave school.

"Yingying, what's wrong this afternoon? I felt like people were pointing at me everywhere. ”

Zhang Yingying shrugged, "I don't know, I guess they know about you and Professor Lin eating at the same table at noon." ”

This group of little girls just likes to make a fuss, yes or no.

Shang Feiwu shook his head, feeling that it was wrong, "But I feel that the boys are like this too." ”

Did she feel that something was wrong?

"Ouch, don't think about it, you have business next night!" Zhang Yingying picked up the sketchpad and left, and did not forget to remind her at the end.

She thought of the party in Professor Lin's mouth, and she was stunned for a moment, and she hadn't informed Uncle Xie that she had something to do at night!