But he is the starlight that she can't see......

She was willing to work hard to improve herself, trying to get closer to him.

......

Chen Xiaoqi followed Ye Lanxi to the painting classroom.

Like thieves, the two of them pulled a window desk with a half-drawn curtain and looked at the people in the painting classroom.

At this time, there were more than 30 students in the painting classroom, and they were quietly and seriously drawing on the drawing board in front of them.

But Ye Lanxi's gaze only fell on Fu Jing'an.

At this time, Fu Jingan was sitting in the innermost corner of the classroom by the window.

The sunlight shone softly into the classroom through the curtains of the window beside him, falling between his fine black hair and the impeccable contours of his face.

At first glance, it seems that the person sitting there is a cold god high above.

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Chen Xiaoqi raised his elbow and lightly papped Ye Lanxi's shoulder, with a look of disdain on his face, and said in a low voice: "Hey, idiot, you came here just to see Fu Jing'an?"

Ye Lanxi did not answer.

Although Chen Xiaoqi had deliberately lowered his voice, his voice was still clearly transmitted into the huge and quiet painting classroom.

The students sitting quietly in the painting classroom turned their heads to look this way.

Ye Lanxi reacted very quickly, and when she was about to be caught, she quickly squatted down and hid her body under the window.

At this time, the door of the painting classroom was suddenly opened from inside, and the teacher walked out.

"You two, what are you doing here?"

Ye Lanxi and Chen Xiaoqi turned their heads in unison.

Ye Lanxi slowly got up and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, we are just passing by, passing by......"

"Passing by?"

The teacher was clearly unconvinced.

The painting teacher was a middle-aged woman with a hint of frost in her black hair.

"It's class time, you two, don't go to class?"

Ye Lanxi lowered her head slightly, stirring her fingers uneasily and teasing: "I, we ......"

On the other hand, another classmate who was named with Ye Lanxi-

Chen Xiaoqi's face was calm.

He took off the cap on his head and grinned: "Teacher, we have long heard that you are highly accomplished in painting, the two of us want to apply for an art class, I heard that you have a class in this class, so we took a leave of absence from this class, and wanted to come over to steal the teacher to learn art, we came here." ”

"Oh, I see......"

Hearing Chen Xiaoqi say that they were "admired", the teacher nodded with some relief and smiled amiably.

"That's it, you two, come in with me and give you a chance to observe, I just need a female model for this class......"

......

And so.

In this way, Ye Lanxi and Chen Xiaoqi, two scumbags, inexplicably became models in Fu Jingan's class.

Next to the lectern in the painting classroom is a sofa.

Ye Lanxi was asked by the art teacher to lie on the sofa, while Chen Xiaoqi found a place to sit down under the podium, clasped his hands in front of him, and looked with great interest at Ye Lanxi, who was temporarily pulled in as a model.

......

Model Ye Lanxi was facing away from the classmate under the podium at this time.

Recline on the couch with your jaw propped up.

At this time, Ye Lanxi only felt extremely embarrassed.

She could even feel that in the burning gaze that fell on her back, there was a gaze that came from Fu Jing'an, who was sitting by the window.