Following the creepy feeling, I turned my head and ran into a pair of black eyes that gave people deep pressure. The eyes were not deep enough, like an endless abyss, which made the girl's scalp numb and her neck shrink. I dare not whisper bad words to others any more.
Of course, there are other people who don't know why. When they receive such eyes, they are all honest and dare not say anything else.
At this time, those students with good intentions are active.
"Wei classmate!! How lovely you are! Momida ~ "
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"Well Thank you Su Kui replied difficultly, especially the man who said this was a boy, so enthusiastic that she couldn't stand it.
"No thanks!"
"It's my turn, Wei classmate. Do you have a boyfriend? If not, can I chase you! "
"Wow, you want to chase the goddess in the fat house? Look at me, how am I? "
"BAM BAM --"
Zefeng knocks on the desk expressionless, "OK, be quiet, now let Weijing choose the seat, others, I suggest you can communicate after class."
Although said so, but Zefeng heart, really as calm as the surface?
"Well Professor Ze, we are all adults. Welcome to our new classmates
Zefeng smiled coldly and looked at the male classmate who was the first bird. "Then don't use me to remind you of my relationship with Weijing, and then tell you that she is just 20 years old, or a child?"
Male students feel aggrieved, 20 years old, has grown up well!
But forced by the local momentum, he dared not answer back, but in his heart he murmured: so strict protection, is what the forum said true? Professor Ze likes a little Lori?
Weeping! The goddess of the broken dimension wall was robbed by the uncle!
Zefeng is very satisfied with each other's understanding. She raises her chin to sukui, and signals her to choose a seat to sit down. All the drawing boards and tools she brings are given by Zefeng, not new, but sukui doesn't choose either. They can be used.
Soon, there were classmates to help her. Sukui didn't sit far, and she didn't know how Zefeng got mixed up. So many girls on the forum wanted to call for her husband, but in reality, they sat so far away from him.
So the seats in the back are full instead, and the front is empty.
The air is filled with the smell of watercolor, so much mixing together is not good, but it can be accepted if you are used to it.
"Well, now I will start to talk about the problems you left yesterday. In order not to waste your time and mine, I will only talk about it once. Please listen carefully..."
Zefeng knocked on the podium and began to talk about the places where the students made the most mistakes yesterday. As soon as he got into the state, most of the students' expressions were serious, because they all knew that Zefeng was not a man who liked to waste time. On the contrary, he really had no patience in teaching, but he did not know why. The students could understand his lectures at one time.
After a quiet class, Su Kui gradually integrated into such an atmosphere, took herself completely as Wei Jing, inherited her obsession with painting, vented all the bitterness and bitterness in her heart to the tip of the pen, and drew through the brush.
This is another way of venting, otherwise, she would have been driven mad.
After class, Zefeng looked at sukui quietly, and saw that her expression was normal and she was concentrating on painting. There was nothing not used to, so she was relieved.