Zhou Qingmiao politely rejected Yang Fang's courtesy, and naturally noticed Yang Fang's depressed color, she didn't take it to heart, she has never been a very enthusiastic person, on the contrary, she is a slow person, not to mention this kind of purposeful flattery, she doesn't eat this set.

As for accidentally falling into Xiang Qiao'e's trap, it was barely a friend with Xiang Qiao'e at the beginning, not to mention that Zhou Qingmiao and Yang Fang had no friendship, and they couldn't be called friends, and in the last big-character poster incident, Zhou Qingmiao remembered clearly how gloating Chu Yang Fang was when she saw her unlucky, and she couldn't wait to celebrate it as a holiday, Zhou Qingmiao has always been very resentful, and Yang Fang was not on the page of the list she wanted to make friends with a long time ago.

So no matter how diligent Yang Fang is, Zhou Qingmiao's attitude towards her will not change, to some extent, Zhou Qingmiao is a very determined person.

Zhou Qingmiao took out his classwork from the book, and the rest of the dormitory also took out the classwork that was not completed in class to write and draw, and for a while, there was only the sound of pencils wiping through the white paper.

The silence was broken with a tear, and it turned out that Shen Jiarong directly tore up half of the design draft he had drawn.

"Jiarong, what are you doing with the design draft? One or two classes in the afternoon are Mr. Sun's classes. "These class assignments are for the teacher to correct, no matter how bad the drawing is, it's better than not handing in the homework, He Cuiying was surprised.

"I don't want to, but I don't have to hand it in, I know it's okay to be rotten, the theme of this design draft is so difficult, I think about it for half a class, my head is bald, and I haven't had any inspiration until now." Shen Jiarong collapsed and scratched his head, scratching his head into a chicken nest.

"yes, it's really hard this time." Su Zhenzhen also sighed.

"Okay, I still need you to say it's difficult, what's the use of you wasting time saying this? It's noisy, can you not bother others? Yang Fang said politely.

Judging from her irritable tone, it was clear that the classwork was not done well.

And Xiang Qiao'e seems to be a transparent person from beginning to end, but judging from the three or four paper balls under her feet, the situation is not optimistic, Xiang Qiao'e's grades are not good, she has not worked hard for a long time, the progress cannot keep up, the course is becoming more and more difficult, and the teacher's evaluation standards are becoming more and more strict.

Zhou Qingmiao glanced at the state of everyone, didn't say anything, and glanced at his classwork, each time a teacher has two classes in the morning or afternoon, and in special times, there are four classes a day.

Most teachers have the arrangement that one class is used for classwork, the other class is for doing classwork, and two more classes are used to correct and explain classwork.

Unlike other people in the dormitory who couldn't hold back their inspiration, Zhou Qingmiao was full of inspiration in class, so the classwork had already been drawn, more than an hour was enough, and she revised it several times.

If she used to draw in general, these days, after systematic study, drawing inferences, she is becoming more and more handy at painting, others will not be able to draw because of insufficient inspiration, she has too many ideas, and has to balance certain points.

Zhou Qingmiao felt that she might indeed have a little talent in this area, but it wasn't just because of this, she was not the only one who was talented, probably because of the role played by some visions in later generations.

(End of chapter)