Chapter 1752

"Look at that." Wen Yan chin toward a place than, "Jing Rong. Do you know? "

"Yes. Didn't you see it at school last time? " The teacher folded his hands in the window of the car, leaning slightly. Unbutton the shirt, deliberately in front of him to reveal that sexy gully. "He is a famous talent in our school. Although he is young, he is a top-notch painter and has won many awards at home and abroad. According to the art teacher in our school, his hands are the hands of God. Although there is no college entrance examination, but there are many universities to him out of the olive branch. But he intended to be the highest institution of higher learning, and the rest of it didn't look up to him. "

"The hand of God? Is it so amazing? " Wen Yanzhi lit a cigarette for himself, as if he was very interested in it. I haven't seen the hand of God

Beautiful teacher body is bent tired, but see he does not even look at himself. Du began to talk coquettish, "Yan Zhi, you've been staring at others. It's not like my elder sister?"

Wen Yanzhi said with a low smile, "don't talk nonsense. Friends and wives can't be bullied."

"Then you can see." The other side was coquettish and angry.

absent-minded the door, and kissed her on the top of the woman's head. He was slightly absentminded, and went to wash the perfume on your body. I don't love this smell.

The woman looks frustrated and sniffs at herself. In the end, or listen to each other, obediently back to the school changing room.

She took a few steps and looked back at the man who had attracted all the eyes as soon as she got out of the car. He is romantic, charming and seductive, like a poppy, and like a kite without string. Most of the people are occupied by him, but no one can catch him.

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"OK, students, let's sketch the characters. Would you like to be a model? " The voice of the art teacher rang out in the outdoor classroom.

Before anyone could respond, someone answered, "I'll come."

The voice, clear and leisurely, let everyone look up. I saw a beautiful man walking towards them with long legs.

The boys and the teacher were puzzled. The girls were excited.

How beautiful!!

When such a person is a model, even painting will have spirit!

"Sir, we are in class now..." When he came near, the teacher reminded him.

"I know, don't you need models? When I model for them, no one will be delayed in drawing. " Wen Yanzhi did not wait for the teacher's words to finish, but had already taken the lead. He even took a chair and sat down. Moreover, he sat upright in front of Jing Rong.

Jingrong remembers him and can't help looking at him more.

"Teacher, just him! So handsome, we must draw well! "

"Yes, yes, it can inspire us!"

All the female students pleaded for mercy.

The teacher is not any old-fashioned person, moreover, loves the beautiful heart, everybody has! Then he nodded liberally, "OK, the minority is subject to the majority. Today is an exception! "

Jingrong moved the drawing board aside and took the pencil and sketch book out of the bag. Wen Yanzhi raised his hand and turned over his sketchpad. Jingrong pressed his hand and shook his head at him.

Wen Yanzhi looked at the teacher who was drawing with his head down. He approached Jingrong and said in a low voice, "it's just painting. What can't you see?"

"It's not that you can't see the pictures. You are a model now. You should have the quality of a model and don't move around." Jingrong has clear eyes and says it seriously. Young voice, like the flowing stream, has not been any tobacco pollution, incomparably clean.

Wen Yanzhi couldn't help being happy, "so you are as old-fashioned as your sister."

"It's not stereotypical, it's just a basic principle." He corrected him softly.

"Bang ~" Wen Yanzhi sneered at his words, but did not move again. He just asked, "why is your sister like this?"

"What?" Jingrong bows his head to draw, and responds casually.

"If you don't get in the oil and salt, it's boring to be cold."

"Are you here for my sister?" Jingrong raised his head and looked at him.

Wen Yanzhi was asked by this rhetorical question. What did you come for? I was here for a date. How could I sit here as a model for people without any reason, and I wouldn't let people move. How free is he?

"Yes, it's for such a thing." He felt that if it was not for this, he would not have thought of a second reason. Who makes him the best friend in the world? It is a blessing for vice president Yu to make friends with him.

"I don't agree with my sister being with your friends. He and my sister must not be suitable. " Look at the person in front of you.

"Well, you don't even know it's appropriate? I'm a little old man. I know a fart. "

Jingrong didn't expect that he would use rude language to return to himself. For a moment, he lowered his head, and his voice was cooler than before. "I don't understand. Then don't ask me."

Wen Yanzhi looked at him, funny, "angry?"

"No

"Well, you are not young, but you have a lot of temper."

“……” Jing Rong decided to ignore him."Hello Wen Yanzhi did not receive a response, took the toe of his shoes and kicked his white shoes, "speak."

Jing Rong's feet shrank back and raised his eyes. There was a clear stream in his eyes, quiet and calm. But at the moment, good-looking eyebrows wring, "I'm in class, you don't make trouble."

The tone didn't mean to respect him as an old man at all. Instead, it contained a little seriousness of being young and mature.

Wen Yanzhi looked at the young man's eyes and shook his mind. After a while, my lips moved, and then I said, "Oh," but I really didn't make any more noise.

in recent days, Jingyu has been very busy.

Chen Wanzhi's affairs began to be put on the agenda. Everything is still in the trial stage and there is no result.

Jingyu blocked Yu Zeyao's serial numbers. So he never called again.

Occasionally, late at night, she lay in bed, thinking of his injuries. It was for her, after all. It's only been ten days. I'm afraid he hasn't completely recovered from his injury.

She took the tie clip out of the drawer, thought about it, and put it in her bag. Maybe I'm making a fool of myself. Last time, each other had made it very clear that there was no possibility of meeting him again.

That day, early in the morning, Jingyu also came out of his father's ward. As soon as he changed his white robe, the mobile phone in his pocket was shaking wildly.

"Have you finished your class?" Qi Jinnian asked.

Jingyu gave a sleepy yawn.

"That's good. I'll pick you up later."

"No, I'll take a taxi."

"Not to let you go back, but to accompany me to a place." Qi Jinnian was very happy. "Today is the day of the vice president's inauguration. He will give an open speech in Baiyu square. We are going to the Ministry of education. You can go with me. "

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