Chapter 495 You can imitate Su Yanluo's paintings too?
Chapter 495
She wanted Lin Wenyu to participate in the national team to compete abroad.
But now, Tang Qianmiao's limelight has obviously surpassed Lin Wenyu and is pressing the ground tightly.
Not very good.
Although she brought all the students, she must have wanted to make Lin Wenyu a little more outstanding.
Over the past three years, the teachers have devoted too much effort to Lin Wenyu and have high hopes.
Lin Wenyu did not disappoint their expectations, and his grades were good.
If Tang Qianmiao was suppressed in the end, he would feel a little frustrated and would not be angry.
She doesn't like Tang Qianmiao, for no reason, just doesn't like it.
As she thought about it, she walked to Tang Qianmiao and suddenly saw a painting.
A very simple sketch, and at a glance, a sense of familiarity came to my face.
After looking closely, my eyes focused on the corner of the sketch, and a chic signature was printed on it.
She frowned immediately.
Turning his head and looking at Tang Qianmiao without saying a word, the displeasure in his eyes was not hidden at all.
She knocked on the table and interrupted the two.
Qianmiao just finished speaking, and when he heard the sound, he put down his pen and looked at her.
"Tang Qianmiao, who asked you to draw during class time?"
Her fingers pressed the sketch.
Qianmiao leaned against the back of the chair and said, "It's class time now? There is no teacher to teach."
Wei Hongying paused and frowned: "Don't tell me these fallacies. You don't respect the teacher, you will be absent from class, and you will miss classes. These things have long been known to everyone in school. I didn't want to say much, but I didn't know that you would spend time under my nose. I'm really open my eyes. Do you really think that grades are everything? If you have good grades, you can be arrogant?"
Wei Wu suddenly spoke: "Teacher, Qianmiao is just teaching questions for me, and she has not been able to spend time."
"The teacher is speaking, why are you fucking?" Wei Hongying scolded.
She picked up the sketch and said unhappily: "You can imitate the essence of Su Yanluo's paintings? Painting is not as good as it looks like a person. The knowledge inside is too great. I can't blame you if you can't imitate the essence, but you also imitate someone's signature. Are you planning to use this painting to show off in front of your classmates?"
Qianmiao shouted and said, "Teacher, are you angry because I painted, or are you angry because I imitated Su Yanluo's paintings?"
Her slow tone was like the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with a little soft tune in laziness.
Wei Hongying was poured cold water on her face as if she was not making trouble or angry, and suddenly calmed down.
She never expressed her emotions too much in front of students, but now she is out of control.
She slowly withdrew her emotions, looked cold and said, "Put it all away!"
Qianmiao confiscated it, supported her chin, and looked at her with a smile: "Teacher, next month, there will be a special event by Su Yanluo on the Xizhou Painting Boat. I just happened to have a ticket on hand, but there is no time left. Do you want it?"
Wei Hongying's eyes suddenly widened, as if she had seen some rare treasure, and suddenly shone.
After a while, she walked to the whiteboard and said lightly: "No, study hard during class time, don't do these things for me!"
"Oh, that's a pity, I'll throw it away."
Wei Hongying bit her lip and even used some force to wipe the whiteboard.
She was talking about the remaining half of the class.
Lin Wenyu sat in the small room, and could hear the movements in the conference room through a door.
The questions Wei Hongying has already explained to her in advance, and it doesn’t matter whether she listens or not.
She just felt depressed.
Chapter completed!