"Professor, the sketchpad is here for you." The two students put the drawing tools in front of Jing Wu, and the woman turned her head to them and smiled thank you, and the two boys blushed unconsciously.

- [I rely on my voice to be so gentle and lack someone to move things?] I can]

- [She even looks so good-looking, I'm so sour]

- [I announce that I am the pen, and she is going to hold me]

The sun is just the breeze is not dry, and there are Yiren standing in front of the camera, low eyebrows and smiling.

Her white fingers were drawing oil paintings little by little, and the most moving eyes were so focused that she seemed to have completely absorbed herself and forgotten about the stand and mobile phone on the side.

The students who came and went stopped to watch, refraining from making a single sound, for fear of disturbing the woman's inspiration.

When the woman put away the pen, she raised her head and couldn't help but upturn the corners of her eyes, and her eyes contained a pool of autumn water, which played with the autumn halo in people's hearts, disturbed the gloom of this autumn, and added a bit of bright color.

She took off her apron, lifted her long hair, and her gestures were full of mature style, and the woman moved the camera to present the sunflower in front of everyone.

The bold use of color and exaggerated painting techniques bring great visual impact, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the soul is shocked.

From time to time, a sentence floated on the barrage:

- [I really think the sunflower will crawl out of the camera]

- [Brother in front, I think the same way]

- [This painting was completed live broadcast, so someone will always believe it]

——[I believe for the time being, I can't tell if there will be any problems in the future]

- [I believe what the fairy will do in the future, she just painted so charmingly, the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are so happy]

The leaders observed the barrage comments, and the security guards at the gate who had just settled down hurriedly looked for the logistics director and said, "Assistant Teacher Min is here!" ”

"Is it blocked?" The director asked.

The security guard shook his head: "I'm afraid not." ”

The director of the logistics department glanced at the smiling and happy expressions of the leaders, and didn't want them to make any psychological preparations.

It happened that someone asked a question on the barrage, and Yu Yin read it out along: "What is the relationship between you and Min Ye and Ding Jiachen?" ”

- [Leaning on her voice, ahhh ]

In an instant, the barrage was only left with a full screen of [wife]

The woman smiled skillfully, her beautiful eyes looked forward to it, her lips were like cherry red, and she was a little playful to the camera and more lazy carelessness: "Min Ye... It's my student, my teaching assistant, and I admire him. ”

- [The official words spoken by fairy decent people, can we hear something different]

- [This sentence can be summed up in two words, called, said]

"In other words, I admire him, and of course I like him."

——[！！！ Which one prefers? Fairy, if you want to talk about this, I'm interested! ]

——[Professors are teachers, and they should be practitioners to solve doubts]

Before Min Ye could get closer, he saw a woman standing under a tree, and the surrounding scenery was her foil.

The people next to her were all serious faces, as if no one noticed him.

It was the first time for the young man to be ignored like this, not only was there no gap in his heart, but also because the person opposite was Yuyin, and his pace was much brisker.

He was still a few steps away from her, and heard Yu Yin say to the other end of the camera: "I admire Min Ye very much, and I like him very much." ”

Like.

There was honey into the young man's heart, he quietly quickened his pace, walked to the woman in two steps and one step, hugged the woman's waist, and led her to his open trench coat, the young man was not good at saying those words, which could only be added: "Aye too." ”

Barrage: [What is it too?] ]

——[Do you like Jingwu too??! It's a two-way street, it's a two-way street! ]

Before the barrage could be asked why 100,000 people, through the live broadcast, people heard a warm voice again, and he called his teacher in front of everyone: "Jingwu." ”

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[The author's words do not count towards the word count]

Ding Jiachen: Jingwu, do you think everyone will vote today?

Yu: Raise your hand ฅฅ I will, I think everyone should... Woo woo everyone vote for a recommendation (๑ ̄ω ̄๑)