Chapter 812 Desperate Young Woman (1)

"This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss." (Plane 11)
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"Have you heard? There is a young female teacher in the art department, who looks like a fairy."

"Just brag about you, such a beauty has long been poached to become a star, as for coming here to teach?"

"Your vision is too short-sighted. After all, we are the top three Peking University in the country. How many of the professors here are ordinary people?"

"Then I don't believe that this teacher can be as beautiful as our school. He has been taught, and he must have grown old by now."

"What do you know, young women with pure desires are yyds, if you don't believe me, go to the Academy of Fine Arts with me to have a look."

Lu Yao came to the art room with a big drawing board as usual, but today's classroom is a little different from usual.

This is a class of traditional Chinese painting. There are very few people in the department who take this class, and there are usually only a dozen people sitting sparsely in the classroom.

However, today, the inner and outer third floors were full of people, making him think that he went to the wrong classroom several times.

After finally squeezing in, as soon as he put the drawing board on the shelf, his eyes focused on the girl in the front row.

Lin Xihua looked a little strange today.

Why are you lying on the shelf so early in the morning?
It seems that he has gained weight, and his body is a few laps larger than usual.

As if thinking of something, Lu Yao squinted his eyes, tiptoedly moved the easel to the side of the girl, but took advantage of the unpreparedness, and directly pounced on the bear.

"Fuck you uncle!"

A clear and thick voice overflowed from the mouth of the "girl".

Lu Yao immediately put his arms around the neck of the person under him, "Okay, you, Lin Siyang, I knew it was you, and you came to class for your sister again, right?"

A cold, white and slender hand stretched out from the lady's coat, brushed the wig around her cheeks, and raised the brim of the hat, revealing a pair of sharp and uninhibited eyes.

Good-looking is good-looking, but the cold light in the bottom of the eyes still made Lu Yao swallow with guilt.

"What's the matter, you can disguise yourself as a woman and come here to catch fish, so I can't uphold 'justice' to expose you?"

Lin Siyang and Lin Sixia, the flower of their art department, are twins. They look very similar, except that the younger brother Lin Siyang is taller and has more heroic features, there is almost no difference.

Lin Xihua worked a lot of part-time jobs outside, and sometimes she was too busy to attend classes. For such insignificant elective courses, she simply asked her younger brother to come and paddle for her in disguise.

This has almost become a well-known gossip in their art department.

But Lin Siyang is not only a schoolgirl in Peking University, but also the treasure of the teachers in the Physical Education Institute. In addition, he has a bad temper. No one dares to discuss this matter in private, and no one dares to discuss it publicly Dare to mention it.

It was because Lu Yao was in the school swimming team with him and had a good relationship with him, so he dared to make fun of this matter again and again.

Sure enough, Lin Siyang just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then lowered the brim of his hat, and continued to lie back on the shelf.

"Don't bother me, I want to sleep."

"I didn't sleep for another night of training? No, even if the World Championships are about to start, you don't have to work so hard, do you? If that's the case, why are you still attending the class for your sister? Isn't it just an elective class? "

"What do you know?" The man's hoarse and deep voice came out of the jacket again.

Lu Yao pursed his lips while washing the brush, "Yes, yes, I don't understand, you crazy sister-in-law."

As he spoke, he changed his voice again, "But don't blame me for not reminding you, our Chinese painting class is new, and the first class of the teacher is often very strict, so be careful."

The man next to him didn't respond, but another voice came from behind:
"Don't worry, it's a young female teacher this time. I've inquired about it. She was just transferred from the Ripley Academy next door. It is said that she looks very good-looking. Those people outside came to see her."

Lu Yao glanced out in surprise, "Is it so mysterious? You came from Ripley College? Isn't that a pheasant university jointly run by China and foreign countries? How can any teacher come to our school to teach?"

Peking University is one of the top universities in the world.

Although their Academy of Fine Arts is not considered world-class, it is also one of the best in China.

The teacher from Ripley Academy is still so young, can he really teach something?
Another girl came over, holding a new writing brush that had just been taken out, and pretending to be deep, "Student Lu, you have got the point. According to my friend in Lipley, what is this Bai Wu?" My teacher came to Peking University because he had conflicts with other teachers in their department, and almost got into a fight, and he came to Beijing University after several twists and turns."

Upon hearing such explosive content, Lu Yao's gossip soul instantly ignited, "A fight started? Why?"

The short-haired girl lowered her voice mysteriously for a moment, "It seems that this teacher suspected that her colleague was seducing her husband, and she got involved with someone in the office."

"I'll go, so awesome!"

"Just in the office, this is not a fairy coming down to earth, a dominatrix is ​​more or less the same."

"What's the matter with Lipley's group of people, even such a teacher who has no teacher's morality has the nerve to brag like this?"

Listening to the discussions around, Lu Yao nodded in agreement.

According to this, this female teacher is completely like Miejue Shitai.

Fortunately, those people outside even praised her as a fairy who came down to earth. If she really was a fairy, would she still worry about her husband being robbed?

While sighing, the class bell rang, and everyone quickly dispersed and returned to their seats.

After a commotion outside, the classroom door was pushed open, and a light-colored figure walked in slowly.

Lu Yao sat at the end, his eyesight was not good, and with the array of easels, he couldn't see the true face of this "Master of Extinction".

Hearing gasps in the front rows, accompanied by exclamation, he became even more curious, so he stretched his neck to spy.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, as soon as you look at it, your breathing will stagnate.

This is not a fairy descending to earth, it is clearly a real fairy sister!

The woman standing next to the podium wore a lotus root pink dress and an off-white knit gown. Her black hair was half loose, and a white ribbon was tied at the end of her hair, hanging lazily on her chest.

Occasionally, a few mischievous strands jumped out, picked up by the woman's frosty fingertips, and gently pinned behind the ears.

The blue silk is like a waterfall, and the white wrist is like jade.

For some reason, these eight characters suddenly popped up in Lu Yao's head.

However, even such beautiful and elegant words would look pale on a woman's body. She is so beautiful, and her temperament is very refined, gentle and gentle like apricot blossom rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, there is still a bit of a young woman's familiar charm between the eyebrows and eyes, and he was so surprised that he couldn't find an adjective after just a glance.

Xu Shi noticed his excessive deliberate sizing, the woman raised her head, and her gentle eyes fell on him, and suddenly there was a twinkle and broken light.

Seeing that Lu Yao was blushing again.

"Is there something wrong with this student?"

I never thought that Teacher Tianxian's voice would be so pleasant, like a spring breeze and drizzle in March, which only melted the winter snow all over the mountain.

Lu Yao's heart dropped, his feet went limp, and he fell down on the stool.

(End of this chapter)

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