The next day, in professional class
The huge studio is full of various sculptures and drawing boards. There are also drafts drawn by the students, which are full of artistic atmosphere. And, an inexplicable sour taste~
The professional teacher was talking about composition seriously on the podium. Under the stage, a group of classmates, like ghosts, stuck out their heads from behind the drawing board and looked at Li Jiao with resentment.
Li Jiao, who was watched by everyone for a class, could hardly hold her paintbrush steady.
My face is embarrassed, please let me go~
When the bell rang, the teacher just walked out of the classroom. The next second, there was a circle of people around Li Jiao, looking bad, as if to say, "Don't hurry up and recruit the truth!"
Li Jiao, who was in the center of the circle, touched her nose.
"Well, don't look at me like that. I know I look good,"
"But, if you look at it this way, I'll be embarrassed."
"Go! Go! Go."
A female classmate who was familiar with Li Jiao asked while suppressing her excitement.
"Jiaojiao, are you really with the instructor?"
Hearing this, Li Jiao glanced at everyone and found that everyone was looking forward to it.
Finally, under everyone's attention, Li Jiao nodded slowly and admitted.
"kindness."
"… "
The air seemed to be quiet for a second, and for a moment, there was a sudden sensation in the studio.
"Fuck, Jiaojiao is so awesome!"
"Jiaojiao, you are so amazing, you can actually accept such a cold instructor. Awesome!"
"I didn't expect it to be a sweet dumpling like you who received the cold noodles."
"Hey~ Li Jiao, it's really cheap for you."
The speaker was a chubby male classmate named Huang Yuan. During military training, he admired Zhang Jiuling the most. He was a fan of his younger brother.
In his opinion, Zhang Jiuling became Li Jiao's boyfriend, and Li Jiao was really lucky.
"Hey, Jiaojiaojiaojiao, who are you chasing?"
"Needless to say, Jiaojiao must be chasing the instructor. As the instructor is so cold, can he take the initiative to chase someone?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yue and Su Linlin exchanged a tacit glance at the side, tacit understanding.
Not always.
The classmates knew about her and Zhang Jiuling together. As a result, it exceeded Li Jiao's expectations.
No one said anything strange, it was all blessings.
In fact, Li Jiao was a little worried. Classmates, it's much better than she imagined. Friendly, warm-hearted, simple, and helpful.
This class has shown its own characteristics as early as during military training.
Anyway, this matter is finally settled.
Although, after everyone knew that Zhang Jiuling was her boyfriend, they would always shout loudly, asking Li Jiao to bring people over to show them, and clamoring for Zhang Jiuling to invite him to dinner.
Like now...
"Jiaojiao, Instructor, don't go, Maki~ just a moment~"
A male classmate waved a small handkerchief in a pretentious manner, leaned against the door frame, and glared at the two of them in a very charming manner.
By the window, a group of people were huddled against the glass to watch, one by one, their eyes bigger than copper bells.
Teacher: If you put this energy into painting, the next Van Gogh will be there!
Zhang Jiuling tilted her head and glanced at the male classmate. He frowned, a little puzzled.
"What does he do?"
"No, nothing, let's go quickly."
Li Jiao didn't want to stay any longer, maybe her classmates would come up with something else.
Seeing that Li Jiao had pulled Zhang Jiuling away, the group of people behind her started booing again.
"Oh~"
There are many things like that.
Later, Zhang Jiuling asked Li Jiao what was going on, and only then did she understand that the group of cubs knew about the relationship between the two, and they were holding back.
"Jiaojiao, did they know about our relationship?"
Zhang Jiuling asked, he thought that the news that the two were together, the group of cubs already knew about it.
Hearing this, Li Jiao suddenly got a little embarrassed, and said.
"Ah...ah."
Before, Li Jiao avoided it intentionally or not because she was afraid that others would gossip, so everyone didn't know about it.
"Oh," Zhang Jiuling nodded, "So, I'm so shameless."
His dark and deep eyes showed a sense of joking, and the tips of his eyes were curved, as cunning as a fox.
Li Jiao hurriedly explained, "No, no, no, I am, yes..."
Zhang Jiuling looked at the little girl so much, her neck was red with anxiety.
"What is it?"
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid others will gossip about us."
After saying this, Li Jiao lowered her head and looked at the floor. She was really worried before, but she didn't expect that everyone would accept it so easily.
There was no sound in the ear.
Li Jiao thought Zhang Jiuling was angry and was about to say something. But he was suddenly pulled into a cold embrace, his head resting on his chest, a little hard, but very solid.
She heard Zhang Jiuling sigh, her voice was tired and a little helpless.
"It seems that I was right to resign at the beginning."
kindness?
Li Jiao suddenly thought of what Su Linlin had said to her the other day.
"Jiaojiao, I think the instructor liked you before. Before you liked him, he liked you."
"Ah, no, no."
"You think, the instructor took us well, why did he suddenly resign?"
"He might have liked you at that time, but he was worried about your current worries, and he was afraid that after you were together, others would say nasty things because of his former status as an instructor. That's why he resigned."
"Jiaojiao, the instructor really likes you. He thought so much in advance for you."
These words are definitely one of the few highlights for Su Linlin.
I have to say, she is the truth.
At this moment, Li Jiao was leaning against Zhang Jiuling's arms, her ears were pressed against his chest, and she could hear his strong heartbeat, thumping.
"Fairy Wood"
She opened her mouth and asked tentatively.
"Jiuling, did you resign because of me?"
After asking this sentence, Li Jiao's heart was beating wildly. She also looked forward to that answer.
Did Zhang Jiuling really resign because of her?
At that time, did he like her?
For a moment, Zhang Jiuling lowered her head and knocked her chin on Li Jiao's head. Her voice was low and soft, with a hint of helplessness.
"Otherwise, what little fool am I for?"
Hearing Zhang Jiuling's answer, Li Jiao was extremely happy, and in her heart, she started to set off countless small fireworks, bang bang bang, bright and dazzling, making people happy.
She raised her head and smiled charismatically.
"Then, have you loved me since then?"
The excited look of the little girl looked very cute, and people couldn't help but be happy when they saw it.
Zhang Jiuling started to tease her, and rubbed the soft hair on her head. Don't start, the cold face pretends to be meaningless.
Opening, there is a Beijing accent that is neither light nor heavy.
"Where did you hear the rumour?"
Before he finished speaking, a soft kiss fell on the corner of his mouth.
He was a little stunned, lowered his head, the little girl blinked her eyes, her cheeks were as red as red apples, but she still looked at him obediently and smiled with a little shyness.
Little girl, you are bold.
Looking at the softness that was pink and lustrous, Zhang Jiuling's terrifying self-control seemed to disappear in an instant. The cold black pupils were dyed with a little fire.
He stretched out his hand and hugged the little girl's soft and graceful waist. Forcing her to cling to herself, Li Jiao just raised her head, and a touch of cold softness covered her lips.
When her lips and teeth were hissing, she heard him say.
"Jiaojiao, you stole my chance to throw my arms around you."
"The kiss... leave it to me."
She couldn't answer, because she had already been confused by this affectionate kiss. In the end, he could only fall into Zhang Jiuling's arms like a soft-footed shrimp.
…
Another week has passed since the confession scandal, although the classmates are still clamoring for Li Jiao to bring Zhang Jiuling out and invite them to dinner.
However, every time Zhang Jiuling came over to pick up Li Jiao, this group of people really didn't dare to let a fart.
The whole class: they are afraid, they are still afraid of the horror of the cold-faced Hades.
This afternoon, it was still a professional class in Li Jiao's class. I stayed in the studio painting all afternoon, and my whole body was stiff.
As soon as the bell rang, the students stood up one after another, supporting their backs, pressing their legs, opening their shoulders, and doing all kinds of strange relaxation movements.
"Hey, look at my original art of loosening bones."
A male classmate jumped off the bench and started acting funny.
Someone sneered: "Loose bones? Let me see you as a gift."
"Pfft-"
"Hahahahaha-"
Li Jiao sat on the bench and hammered her sore back. Twist your neck, hiss
It's not as good as it used to be, old arms and legs.
Looking out the window, there were originally trees with a few leaves, but because of the strong wind last night, only a skeleton frame was left, and it was bare, like the head of a middle-aged man, pitifully bald.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was approaching winter, and at this time, the sky was already gray.
Through the window, I could see the playground not far away, and the street lights were on. Orange-yellow light, stars, very warm.
Thinking that Zhang Jiuling was going to pick her up later, Li Jiao stood up and packed up the paint much faster.
With a click, the lights in the studio suddenly went out.
His vision dimmed instantly. Only through a little light from the window, I could vaguely see the classmates in the studio standing in the same place dumbfounded.
"Who turned off the light? I'm sick!"
"Psycho, turn on the lights!"
"Who turned off the light, turn it on quickly."
"Hey, nobody turned off the lights."
A male classmate touched the switch and pressed it several times, wanting to cry without tears.
"Looks like it's broken."
"Hey, isn't it~"
The female classmate who was on a date with her boyfriend was depressed and slapped the powder on the table, puffing up.
"It's not bad sooner or later, it's bad now."
"Really, I'm still doing makeup."
Someone came back from a stroll outside and said.
"It seems that the lights on this floor are broken."
"Would it be so bad?"
Zhang Yue stretched her neck out of the window, looked left and right, and exaggerated.
"I'm going, the lights on our floor are broken."
"No way~"
A few people followed and looked at it. It was true. Except for the lights on their floor, the other floors of the art building were well and brightly lit.
"We really had bad luck."