In class that day, Han Shi browsed the homework submitted by the students.
The time in the studio is tight, and the teachers arrange a lot of paintings every day.
Students often draw until midnight, and the quality is generally not high.
Especially those children in class D who are rushing to put ducks on the shelves, their sketching homework made Han Shi sigh.
"Can't you be more serious?" Han Shi slapped the table and said, "Take some of the time you spend playing with your mobile phones at night to draw! The results you submit in the end are more than that. One by one, you really think Are you the future Picasso?"
"This is an art test! It's not an artistic creation that you can freely use!!"
In the eyes of Class D students, Han Shi has always been a very gentle teacher. He always speaks softly, and he often saves face for the students when he evaluates the paintings.
It was rare for him to speak seriously today, but it made them a little scared.
The students lowered their heads dumbly.
Han Shi continued to turn back. From the beginning to the end, apart from Qi Linqing's homework, he also saw three good paintings.
He looked at the signatures, Feng Jiaqing, Zhong Chen, and Qu Jing.
The first two are classmates who usually play better with Qi Linqing.
This Qu Jing is a student in class D that Han Shi thinks is very talented. Han Shi was not surprised that he could hand in good quality homework.
But the two paintings of Feng Jiaqing and Zhong Chen aroused his suspicion.
"Feng Jiaqing, Zhong Chen, come to my office after class." Han Shi said.
under the podium.
Feng Jiaqing and Zhong Chen's eyes met, not knowing why.
"You go to the cafeteria first, don't wait for me." Zhong Chen turned his head and whispered to Qi Linqing.
Qi Linqing nodded and said, "Okay."
Zhong Chen said to himself: "I don't know why Teacher Han asked me to go to the office..."
Feng Jiaqing said excitedly: "Is it because Brother Qi taught us how to draw recently, and the homework was so good that Mr. Han wanted to praise us?"
Zhong Chen: "."
Then he would rather Han Shi not waste this setback. He would rather have lunch with Qi Linqing.
Qi Linqing patted his head and said, "You are doing a great job, and you are making rapid progress."
The tips of Zhong Chen's ears turned red. He turned his head, trying to cover up one or two.
But Zhong Chen didn't know about the original owner's pair of protruding ears, which caused the blushing on his ears to be particularly obvious.
Feng Jiaqing stepped forward, also wanting to be praised:
"Brother Qi, do you think I've made great progress?"
During this period of time, he has rapidly progressed from a waste who can't even draw cube sketches to the top four in the class. Of course, he has made great progress.
Qi Linqing: "Well, you are also great."
Qi Linqing usually seldom praises others. Hearing what he said, Feng Jiaqing was immediately overjoyed.
Zhong Chen glanced at them, and there was a throbbing wave in his heart.
Just now, Qi Linqing only touched his head.
teacher's office.
Han Shi looked at the two students standing in front of the table, his face softened slightly.
He has indeed seen their progress during this period of time.
It's just that the progress was so great that he couldn't help being a little suspicious.
Han Shi pushed forward the two assignments and asked, "Did you draw this?"
Before Zhong Chen could speak, Feng Jiaqing bluffed and said, "Teacher, who else could have painted this if it wasn't us? Ghost?"
Zhong Chen nodded in agreement.
Han Shi: "..."
He looked a little embarrassed, and said: "I'll just ask. Because your recent progress is too fast..."
In Han Shi's opinion, these two paintings far surpassed Qu Jing, who was studying with them at the same time, and even almost reached the level of outstanding students in Class B.
Feng Jiaqing was dissatisfied: "Teacher, do you look down on us? Brother Qi has improved more, why don't you say that he..."
Han Shi coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Qi Linqing is a genius, not comparable to you."
Feng Jiaqing: "But he taught us how to draw."
"What?! He taught it?" Han Shi was taken aback.
Feng Jiaqing: "That's right, brother Zhong and I are able to reach our current level thanks to his guidance."
Han Shi: "..."
How could Qi Linqing be able to repay the classmates around him while he was learning and progressing rapidly? !
And also milked the students to an unusual level...
The other party brought him shock beyond imagination day by day.
Han Shi, an atheist, can't help but guess now whether Qi Linqing was the reincarnation of a legendary painter like Picasso in his previous life.
The canteen of Zhimo Studio.
In the past, Qi Linqing always came to eat with Zhong Chen, and no one dared to approach him within a radius of ten miles.
But in fact he is very popular. This time when Qi Linqing was queuing up to buy food by himself, many classmates came to strike up a conversation with him.
"Student Qi, when will you enter Class A?"
"I heard that you are very good at drawing now... I'm so curious about your ranking in the monthly test next week."
Some people also asked him about the rumors on the Internet.
"Student Qi, do you really want to enter the entertainment industry?"
"When are you going to take over the next variety show?"
One question after another is enough to make people dizzy.
Qi Linqing smiled and answered them one by one in a gentle tone.
"I don't know yet."
"I don't intend to enter the entertainment industry."
The second half of the sentence caused an uproar in the crowd.
"What?!"
"You don't even intend to enter the entertainment industry..."
There were even several fans of Qi Linqing present. When they heard the words, they felt that their dreams were shattered.
Qi Linqing didn't understand why they all wanted to enter the entertainment circle.
Obviously, when he assumed the identity of the original owner before, he had suffered countless online violence and abuse from netizens.
The line kept moving forward, and soon it was his turn.
Qi Linqing put the meal card on the machine and said politely to her aunt:
"A stir-fried gourd, stewed chicken with potatoes, and steamed eggs."
The aunt greeted him with a smile, and secretly put a big spoonful of meat for him on purpose.
Qi Linqing glanced at his watch, put his dinner plate aside, and said:
"Let's have another order. I want hot and sour potato shreds, spicy fish tofu, minced meat vermicelli, and deep-fried shrimp."
The latter was for Zhong Chen.
The aunt gave him another big spoonful. Especially the deep-fried prawns, other people usually only have a few, but the prawns on his plate are so many that they have piled up to the top of a hill.
The classmate who saw this scene next to him: "..."
Hate.
Is this the differential treatment for good looks
Qi Linqing sat by the window with two plates, went to make soup again, and sat quietly waiting.
not far away.
Seeing this scene, Tang Gula said to his friend Liu Ping, "Come and find you later."
He took his own plate and went to sit down opposite Qi Linqing, and said, "Are you waiting for Zhong Chen?"
Qi Linqing nodded, looked at Tang Gula and said, "Your position is his."
Tang Gula smiled, "It's okay, he hasn't come yet."
Qi Linqing looked down at his phone, opened WeChat and sent a message to Zhong Chen.
Thinking of the recent rumors, Tang Gula asked, "Are you with Zhong Chen?"
"No." Qi Linqing raised his head, frowned and said, "Why do you say that?"
Tang Gula: "I see that you walk in and out together every day..."
Qi Linqing: "We are friends."
Qi Linqing's frown still hasn't eased. He doesn't like others to tarnish his friendship with Zhong Chen.
"Oh sorry, that was my misunderstanding."
Having said that, Tanggula felt secretly happy.
Does this mean he has a chance
Zhong Chen and Qi Linqing lived in the same dormitory and the same class during the time they were in the studio, and they didn't spark any sparks when they got along day and night.
Clearly they are not suitable.
But Tang Gula knew well that to pursue Qi Linqing, he had to do it slowly.
"That's right." Qi Linqing recalled the grand occasion when he was greeted in line just now, and asked the other party: "Why is it that when Zhong Chen and I walk together, few people talk to us?"
Tanggula: "Huh? I thought you knew..."
Qi Linqing: "I don't know."
Tang Gula whispered: "Because we recognize that Zhong Chen's appearance is like a college entrance examination, and people dare not approach him."
Qi Linqing: "..." I see.
But Qi Linqing disagreed.
He often thinks that Zhong Chen is cute in some ways.
The voice just fell.
Tanggula suddenly noticed a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm like a college entrance examination? Huh?" The cold, joking voice sent a chill down his back.
Although Tanggula was terribly frightened in his heart, he still tried to keep calm on his face.
He, he can't show timidity in front of his rival.
"No, I didn't say that."
However, as soon as he spoke, Tanggula realized that his mouth was shaking like a harmonica leaking air.
Zhong Chen casually asked: "Who said that?"
Tanggula fought back and forth, speechless.
Who can know who the source of this kind of rumors and jokes that are passed around
"Please give me your seat." Qi Linqing said to him.
This hit Tanggula even more.
Holding his dinner plate, he numbly stood up and left.
Halfway there, he turned around and looked at them from a distance.
The two were laughing and talking about something. Qi Linqing even gently peeled a shrimp for Zhong Chen.
Tanggula lowered his eyes, seeming to realize something.
Qi Linqing is not at all the idiot beauty she thought she used to be.
The other party just hasn't triggered the sensitive antenna for love yet.
Maybe Zhong Chen is just a friend to Qi Linqing.
But what about him
Tang Gula finally realized that he might be a dispensable stranger to Qi Linqing.
at the dinner table.
Qi Linqing looked at Zhong Chen and said, "Don't mind what he said."
Zhong Chen snorted coldly, "I don't mind. I don't even bother to argue with that kind of person."
Qi Linqing: "Yes."
The two are eating.
Qi Linqing felt that the other party seemed a little unhappy today. I don't know if it's because of what I just said.
He pondered for a moment and said, "I want to take the college entrance examination."
Zhong Chen: "Huh?"
Qi Linqing: "I don't know what other people think, but I would like to get closer to the college entrance examination."
Zhong Chen loosened his grip, half of the chopsticks fell off and rolled twice on the ground.
At this moment, his face was as red as a tomato.
The other party... How on earth did he manage to say such provocative words so calmly
The author has something to say: Zhong Chen: Now that LOVE is mentioned, let’s talk about my arrogance.
Today, my future boyfriend told me a provocative love story, but I was not moved. I'm moving.
As I write this, my arrogance has been fully displayed.
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