Class 19.1 (non-famous painters)
Li Jiao: Hello everyone, I'm Li Jiao, I'm fine, I just came back from the hospital. Thank you all for your concern and help tonight, thank you.
Internal Affairs Commissioner: It's okay to be okay.
Northeastern Dahan: Oh, old girl, you're fine, but you don't know, you're dizzy, and it scared us all.
Study Committee: That's right, it's too scary, it's nothing serious.
Li Jiao: No, it's just too tired. Thank you.
I want to eat barbecue: really, little pepper, you fainted today, I feel sorry for you.
Hainan Coconut Tree: I'll go, you don't have to be disgusting, Jiaojiao ignore him.
A little bit: Jiaojiao, if you can't take it anymore, please take time off. Don't fight hard, it's too scary.
Monet closes the window disciple: That's right, it's okay to ask for leave, it's the instructor...
Da Vinci's egg: The instructor will approve it, I fainted.
Michelangelo's sculpture: Really, he doesn't approve, we protest, what if someone is killed
Picasso reincarnated: easy to say, the instructor is so fierce, you go
Michelangelo's sculpture: I don't want it, I'm cowardly, let's go together.
Van Gogh's Sunflower: Oh, we won't die, I'm afraid of the cold-faced Hades.
Meng Nasha: We are the little devils under the cold-faced King of Hell, miserable.
Monet closed the window disciple: However, I should say or not, the instructor is really handsome.
Van Gogh's Sunflower: Ha, you like him so much, why don't you go after the instructor, and catch up to benefit the class
Monet's closed window disciple: Ha, although I'm crazy, but I cherish my life, I don't want it.
Meng Nasha: Hahahahaha...
Picasso Reincarnated: Hahahaha…
In bedroom 401, Zhang Yue and Su Linlin had already climbed into the bed to rest because of the lunch break.
In the room, there are four beds, the curtains are closed, and the room is quiet, only the sound of the air conditioner blowing out from the overhead can be heard.
Outside the dormitory building, the cicadas on the tree, "squeak-squeak--" called the last summer's hot tail. The dense trees and the lush green land looked a little sluggish under the sunlight.
It is now mid-to-late September, and the temperature is still hovering in the 30s. Even though it is written on the calendar that it is already autumn, the continuous high temperature still makes people feel that they are living in summer.
However, according to the weather forecast, there will be a heavy rain in a few days. After the rain, the temperature will drop.
In Bedroom 401, on the left side of the bed by the balcony, there is a blue bed curtain with the painting of Van Gogh's "Starry Night" on it, and the curtain is tightly closed.
Looking inside, Li Jiao, who was supposed to take a nap, turned on the small light, leaned her back against the wall, held a small drawing board, and held a sketching pencil.
On the white sketch paper, black pencil lines outline the outline of a handsome man, wearing a military uniform, a military cap, and a pair of black leather boots.
A handsome, lifelike figure appeared on the paper. Of course, Li Jiao painted Zhang Jiuling.
On the sketch paper, Zhang Jiuling, wearing a camouflage uniform, has broad shoulders and long legs, giving people a strong sense of security. He lowered his head slightly, sternly, holding a comatose girl in his arms.
The original picture of this painting was secretly saved by her going to the school post bar.
At that time, she passed out. Zhang Jiuling carried her and ran to the ambulance. During the period, a sophomore sister happened to see it. Because the scene was so heartwarming, she held her mobile phone and pressed the shutter stupidly.
"My Healing Game"
After that, post it on the post bar and type quickly.
"Mom, which class's fairy instructor is this, so handsome!"
There is a picture below, the quality of the picture is not very clear, but it can be seen that it is an instructor wearing a military uniform, running hurriedly with a comatose girl, because the speed is too fast, only a silhouette is taken.
On the screen, the dim yellow street lights came down, and the instructor held the girl and ran to the ambulance not far away, like a god racing against "Death".
Resolutely rejecting Ling Ran, single-mindedly, only to protect the girl in his arms.
Moreover, the profile of that instructor, mom, is so handsome, it's too good-looking!
When everyone saw it, they built the building one after another.
"Damn it, the peerless fairy paste!"
"Mom, is this acting in a TV series, the old man's girl's heart is jumping again after many years!"
"Three seconds, I want all the information about this instructor!"
"I'm so envious of the girl in his arms."
"Damn, I'm also dizzy, why no one comes to hug me."
"Don't think about it, the old aunt upstairs, hahaha, it was the freshman who fainted and the instructor hugged him."
"I'm going to look through my military training uniform from the previous year now!"
"My roommate asked me why I was drooling on my phone, this instructor is so handsome, I can!"
"There will be no class tomorrow, I will go to the playground to squat him!"
"Tomorrow, Ma Zhe's class, can't escape, the beautiful girl will cry."
"I don't have a professional class tomorrow, so how can I study for my life?"
"Why did I just run to the playground and fainted, and a bunch of people took pictures of me and said I was doing performance art?"
"Hahahaha, you go to faint, I'm afraid it's not the first crime scene."
"Hahaha, the front, the speed is very fast."
"Ah, ah, I also fainted. When will the instructor come to hug me?"
"Ah, I'm dizzy too."
"queue halo, +1"
"queue halo, +2"
"Squeeze, squeeze, I'm here with my own mat."
"… "
At that time, the classmates in Li Jiao's class also saw it, and they also stirred up a few mouths, but did not reveal the two parties involved.
When Su Linlin showed Li Jiao the Tieba photo, her eyes widened. At night, she sneaked to Tieba to save the photo.
Looking at the phone by myself, I was crazy for several days.
The black pencil, on the outline of Zhang Jiuling's face, has been modified and drawn for a long time. After a while, Li Jiao stopped writing with satisfaction and admired her work.
The corners of his mouth rose slowly, the smile in his eyes deepened, and his slender fingers gently stroked the paper, where the man's face was.
Involuntarily, Li Jiao thought of the image of Zhang Jiuling carrying her into the ambulance that day. The corners of her mouth became wider, her face was pink with peach blossoms, her heart was sprouting, and she smirked.
"very handsome… "
She sighed softly.
From childhood to adulthood, the men she has had the most contact with are her father and her younger brother. There are hugs among family members. However, Princess Hug, something that only appears in TV dramas, Li Jiao has never thought about since she was in high school.
Unexpectedly, for the first time in her life, she was hugged by a princess, and it was in this situation. The person holding her was actually...
Li Jiao hugged the drawing board in her arms and started to become nympho again. The instructor is really handsome ah ah ah-
With her head tilted, Li Jiao collapsed into the soft quilt, with a small smile on the corner of her mouth.
God, the instructors are so "killing" people.
If, if her future boyfriend can be an instructor like this. If they quarreled, she would rather run a few kilometers by herself than quarrel with him.
No, they don't fight at all!
With a boyfriend like an instructor, if they quarrel, it's her fault!
"Ah~"
Li Jiao rolled over and curled up. However, they are both instructors, so why is there such a big difference
I heard that after she fainted, the first person who carried her back was actually the instructor of Class 2, the instructor named Liuzi who spoke Sichuan dialect.
Li Jiao wanted to thank her when she heard that someone had carried her on her back.
As a result, when he was standing in the military position the next day, Instructor Liuzi came over and talked to Zhang Jiuling.
"Boss, is the girl who fainted in your class yesterday all right?"
"It's okay." Zhang Jiuling replied.
"Hey, it's fine."
Liu Zi frowned, "You don't know, that little girl looks quite small, but it turns out to be quite heavy."
"Look at you," Liu Zi turned sideways and pointed to his left shoulder, quite painfully.
"I carried her on my back yesterday, and my shoulder hurt all night. The girl's head kept knocking on my shoulder. Mom, it hurts me like an excavator."
"I'm still in pain."
As he spoke, he rubbed his shoulders, wrinkled his face, and grimaced in pain.
The key, when he said this. Li Jiao was right next to him, and she could hear everything clearly, and her voice was not small, so the classmates on this side basically heard it.
They pursed their mouths tightly, lowered their heads, and held back their laughter painfully.
Li Jiao felt ashamed herself, and silently lowered her head, her ears glowing a touch of reddish pink.
She should be... not too fat, 1.6 meters, just 88 pounds. Both Linlin and the boss said she was thin.
Is she really fat
Just because people said she was too serious, Li Jiao drank white porridge and bitter gourd for several days, her face almost turned green. It was Su Linlin and Zhang Yue who comforted her that she stopped her self-abuse behavior.
In Zhang Yue's words, "Jiao, are you not thin enough?"
"You go to our northeast to see, just like you, you are at most a primary school student. Look at your small arms, and the legs of the bench are thicker than yours."
Su Linlin also said: "Yeah, Jiaojiao, you are not fat at all. It's because that instructor is too "weak", he can't carry it when you are so light."
She glanced at Zhang Jiuling not far away, leaned over, and whispered.
"Look at our instructor, he immediately picked you up and ran a long way."
"Class 2 instructor," Su Linlin pouted, "too weak."
The six sons, who were inexplicably labeled as "weak", don't know about it yet. If I hear it, I'm afraid I can jump up in anger.
In a standard Sichuan dialect, he said violently.
"What? I'm weak?"
"A hammer."
"I'm the little running prince of our company. It's not a problem for a few kilometers in one breath. I'm weak?"
"You're just joking!"
At this moment, in the team, Li Jiao, who heard someone complaining, wanted to burrow into the ground in shame.
And just when she was embarrassed, she heard Liu Zi say again.
"Boss, who is that little girl who fainted last night?"
"Let me see."
! ! !
Li Jiao hurriedly pretended to be an ostrich and lowered her head to save her life. She said that she was not serious enough, and she wanted to see her, was she going to humiliate her in public? ? !
What kind of human suffering is this woo woo woo-
Instructor, please don't confess me...
Sixth son stood on tiptoe and looked around in the team, all wearing camouflage uniforms, his eyes were blurry.
"Hey, I remember that little girl looks familiar, I should have seen it before, where is it?"
Li Jiao, who was just under the eyes of others, her heart was about to burst out. She lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly. Can't see me can't see me can't see me...
"Li Jiao."
A familiar Qingyue voice sounded, and Li Jiao felt the devil's call immediately.
Instructor, please forgive me.
"Li Jiao."
Seeing that there was no response, Zhang Jiuling shouted again, and at the same time turned his eyes to her, his dark eyebrows knitted up, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes looked over lightly.
This little girl was standing in front of him, still in a daze
“… to~”
Li Jiao replied weakly, her voice as small as a mosquito. Weeping with a small face, like a bullied white bread.
Instructor, I really don't want to be humiliated by him in public.
"Ah, so it's you."
Hearing the person's reply, Liu Zi withdrew his gaze, looked at the little girl in front of him, glanced up and down at her, and saw that it was a petite, sweet-looking girl.
Originally, I wanted to make fun of people's words, but suddenly I couldn't say it.
The six sons are handsome and young, only twenty years old, just like a sophomore.
Seeing that Li Jiao was a very cute little girl, he couldn't say what he was joking about. Finally, he gave him a thumbs up.
"Awesome."
Then, I went back to my class next door.
Originally, what he said meant that Li Jiao fainted yesterday, and she came to military training today, which is awesome.
However, speaking at this time is more like saying people, you are fat, you are awesome.
Li Jiao thought so, as did the girls next to her, all bowed their heads, their shoulders shook wildly, and they were all laughing.
"Pfft hahaha-"
Hahahaha, what kind of straight male instructor is this hahahaha...
Hearing the muffled laughter from the people around Li Jiao, Li Jiao felt that she had lost all her face in this military training. For a time, she was like a wilted cabbage, unable to love her.
Zhang Jiuling glanced at her and saw the little girl's expression of despair, a decadent look of casual life and death. Come on, it's like a little white bun being bullied, with a small mouth, as if he can cry in the next second.
His frowning brows stretched slightly, his thin lips hooked, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth rose a little, as if he smiled, and then he looked away lightly.