"Chen Feng really hasn't seen the big screen at a glance, can he draw the picture?"

"I can't do it so well, he can draw it, and I wash my hair upside down. ”

"But look at the teacher's expression, if Chen Feng draws badly, how can he laugh?"

"Haven't you heard of an idiom called forced smile?"

“......”

Pan Haiyang heard the stumbling discussion coming from the originally quiet classroom, and shouted loudly: "What are you discussing, have you drawn everything?"

His voice was already loud, and he said it into the microphone, Chen Feng sat next to him, and his voice was so loud that his hands trembled.

The brush that had just been dipped in paint trembled with his fingers, and a few drops of dark green paint dripped onto his pants.

Two of them were thrown onto Lin Meiyi's white suit pants.

Chen Feng's pants are black, and the paint is not too obvious, but Lin Meiyi's suit pants have completely suffered.

And this suit pants are exquisitely made, and they cost a lot of money at first glance.

"I'm sorry. ”

As soon as Chen Feng apologized, Lin Meiyi had already taken out a soft white handkerchief from her bag.

"Bureau, Director, your pants ......" Pan Haiyang was so frightened that the seven souls flew two souls.

"It's fine. Lin Meiyi said, clutching a handkerchief and wiping it towards Chen Feng's pants.

While wiping, he said softly: "Fortunately, your pants are black, and the dyeing is not obvious, can the paint you use for painting be washed off when the time comes?"

Chen Feng had a pair of black sweatpants that he had been wearing for four or five years, and when he bought them, they were only about fifty yuan, and the quality was good, so he is still wearing them.

"The color can fade after a few rubs, and it is not difficult to see. ”

Chen Feng looked at Lin Meiyi's suit pants: "Director, it's your pants ......"

Lin Meiyi saw that when Chen Feng spoke, there was obvious self-blame in her tone, so she immediately interrupted and said with a smile: "It's okay, just change it." ”

She looked at Chen Feng's almost finished painting: "It's me, did it affect your painting?"

Chen Feng shook his head with a smile: "No, Director, you are next to me, it will only make me more motivated." ”

Lin Meiyi nodded and motioned for Chen Feng to continue painting.

When Pan Haiyang and the classmates present saw this scene, their eyes almost popped out in surprise.

The classmates who were in the same class as Chen Feng, because they had eaten at Manhao Villa, knew that Chen Feng's back was not ordinary, and they were even more surprised.

But when the students in other classes saw it, they were surprised to imagine the extent of their surprise.

"Why is this director so gentle?"

"Does Chen Feng in your class know the director?"

"I knew that I went up to paint, and there was a beautiful director to wipe my pants, which was crooked. ”

"Do you see the hunger and thirst for little fresh meat in the eyes of the director?"

", make trouble, don't joke about the director. ”

Bang bang!

Hearing another chatter in the classroom, Pan Haiyang knocked on the lectern table.

"Class is about to end, have you all finished drawing one by one?"

He walked around the classroom to check on the progress of his classmates' work.

Turning back to Chen Feng again, seeing that Chen Feng had already painted the whole picture, and when he began to write the title of the work in the lower right corner, he couldn't help but sigh sincerely: How good it would be if every student could be as good as Chen Feng!

Sit......

After writing the first word, Chen Feng paused to write.

He couldn't help but think of the scene from that night.

Su Xinyan sat on the chair, he hugged him from the back, controlled the drawing board with his left hand, grabbed her soft little hand with his right hand, and wrote the words "sit and love" stroke by stroke.

The sound of her shallow breathing, the fragrance of her hair, and the hot and slightly trembling little hands, everything was so beautiful.

It was just two simple words, but it took them a full five minutes to write that night.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but gently hook his lips and wrote the word "love" as well.

After writing, Chen Feng glanced at the drawing board and put down the brush with satisfaction.

"!" Pan Haiyang couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise in his heart.

He stared at Chen Feng's works in disbelief, constantly comparing Su Xinyan's works printed out on the materials, and swallowed his saliva.

Like, too much like that.

No, it's exactly the same!

Even the handwriting in the lower right corner is exactly the same!

It's incredible, if this is not opened, no one will believe it!

Pan Haiyang had to admit that Chen Feng was the best student he had ever led, and his level even far surpassed himself!

Seeing that Lin Meiyi was also looking at Chen Feng's paintings, Pan Haiyang took out a copy of the information and handed it to her, and pointed to Su Xinyan's original work.

When Lin Meiyi saw Su Xinyan's three words, the smile on her face was even worse.

She compared the two paintings and nodded towards Pan Haiyang.

Pan Haiyang glanced at the time, there were still five minutes before the end of class.

He didn't care how the other students here did, in the last five minutes, he had to praise Chen Feng well!

Bang bang bang!

Pan Haiyang knocked on the podium table: "Okay, stop, there are still five minutes before the end of class, let's take a look at Chen Feng's works." ”

As he spoke, he projected Chen Feng's painting onto the big screen through a projector.

"it!"

"Teacher, did you misplace?"

"This horse was drawn by Chen Feng just now, are you sure this is not printed?"

"Don't fool us with the originals. ”

"Even the handwriting of the signature is exactly the same, right?"

"And he didn't even look at the original manuscript just now, this memory is invincible!"

Pan Haiyang rarely knocked on the podium this time to keep the students quiet.

His face was full of smiles, he just wanted Lin Meiyi and the people who came with her to listen to the praise of Chen Feng by the classmates.

"Come, I'm now randomly asking my classmates to stand up and comment on Chen Feng's works. ”

Pan Haiyang glanced at the list: "Xu Xiaodie, you come first." ”

Xu Xiaodie stood up: "This painting made my soul feel a strong shock from the artistic conception, this is no longer a simple imitation, but a legendary transcendence!"

Pan Haiyang nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, sit down, the next one, Qin Zhengwei." ”

Qin Zhengwei stood up, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Teacher, I won't say nice things to praise Brother Feng like the class leader, I'll just use my own style to simply say it,!"

Pan Haiyang waited for a few seconds, and saw that Qin Zhengwei did not follow: "It's gone?"

"Well, no. ”

Pan Haiyang waved his hand hatefully: "You sit down, I'll find another classmate, Sha Zhoujia." ”

Sha Zhoujia didn't expect Pan Haiyang to call him, he was excitedly touching Jiajia's thigh under the table.

He was already very unhappy with Chen Feng, and now he wants him to stand up and praise Chen Feng, isn't this a?

"Sha Zhoujia!"

Hearing Pan Haiyang shout again in an accentuated tone, Sha Zhoujia reluctantly stood up and said loudly in a voice that everyone could hear: "Spicy chicken!"