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Chapter 2995 2997 [Slam Dunk]

At this time, Zhao Ye had already finished copying his homework.When handing over to the class representative on stage, he passed by Lin Jiamo and deliberately rubbed against him.

"Zhao Ye! Why are you so annoying!" Lin Jiamo scolded.

"I'm sorry, salute, fart, I'll kill you~" Zhao Ye said with a playful smile.

"Hate it." Lin Jiamo pouted.

At this moment, Fang Hui just walked into the classroom. After sitting down at her desk, she took out a roll of white paper from her schoolbag, and quietly handed it to Lin Jiamo, "Jiamo, this is for you."

"What?" Lin Jiamo opened it curiously, then froze for a moment, and couldn't help shouting, "Wow!!"

When Zhao Ye saw it, he walked over curiously, snatched the paper away, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Damn it!!"

Seeing that they were both so shocked, the students couldn't help but move closer together, and after seeing the contents on the paper, they couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

It turned out that the painting on the paper was a portrait of Rukawa Kaede, but the painting was quite similar.

In the 90s, "Slam Dunk" could be said to be a hit in mainland China, popular among teenagers and making countless people crazy about it.

Even the sport of basketball is extraordinarily popular because of this.Boys who are good at basketball are all a little more attractive because of this.

So seeing Fang Hui's painting of Rukawa Kaede, and the painting is so similar, the students naturally admired it.

"Niu X, Fang Hui, you draw really well~", "It really looks like a cartoon~", "Fang Hui, you are really good, and you have this skill."

The admiration of her classmates made Fang Hui a little apprehensive. It was the first time she had received so much recognition, and she didn't know how to deal with herself for a while.

"You have learned how to draw, it's really good at drawing." Qiao Ran said with a smile.

"I learned a little bit when I was a child." Fang Hui said in a low voice.

"Fang Hui, draw me a picture too. Just draw the picture of Yingmu Huadao dunking, oh, how handsome!" Zhao Ye leaned over and shouted,

"Why, who are you!" Lin Jiamo choked.

"Then this one belongs to me." Zhao Ye said immediately after hearing this, wanting to keep that painting of Rukawa Kaede as his own.

Naturally, Lin Jiamo quit and got up to fight him.

"Zhao Ye, return the painting to Jiamo, and I'll just draw you another one." Seeing this, Fang Hui said immediately.

Zhao Ye was instantly satisfied, and returned the painting to Jiamo with a smile.

"Skinless and shameless~" Lin Jiamo took the painting carefully, and then patted Zhao Ye reproachfully.

"Who do you like?" Fang Hui looked at Qiao Ran and asked.

Before Lin Jiamo came, Qiao Ran was the person with whom she had the best relationship. They all liked watching Oscar Wilde's "The Little Prince".

"I like the last family photo." Qiao Ran said softly.

"Damn it, you're the smartest kid. Everyone has that family portrait. If I had known, I would have drawn that one too." Zhao Ye immediately laughed when he heard that.

……

At this moment, the class bell rang, and everyone returned to their seats one after another.

Homeroom teacher Hou Jia came into the classroom with books.

The students cheered when they saw it.

A few days ago, Hou Jia asked for leave due to illness, and the dean Ma Zhiyuan took over as a substitute, but they were very aggrieved.

Now that Teacher Hou is back, they are finally liberated.

"Are you so happy to see me?" Hou Jia said with a smile when he saw me, "I heard Director Ma say that you guys have gone crazy these days and caused me a lot of trouble."

"How can it be, teacher, we are all good boys~"

"It's all nonsense, you must not believe it~"

"We're all being good, absolutely no nonsense~"

The students said in a hurry.

Hou Jia is a master's student who just graduated from the Normal University. She is not a few years older than the students. She has a gentle personality and a beautiful appearance, just like a big sister.

So everyone likes her and is willing to make fun of her.

"Okay, okay." Hou Jia coughed lightly, "Last time in the school board evaluation, our class was the last one, and we were directly at the bottom.

Our class is a collective, the honor of the class is our own honor, no one wants their class to lose face, right?I would like to hear your opinions on the next issue of board newspaper evaluation. "

At this time, Xiang Nan raised his hand.

"Tell me." Hou Jia nodded to him.

"Ms. Hou, you are just in good condition. Don't worry too much about the board report." Xiang Nan got up and said, "I want to recommend a classmate..."

"Who is it?" Teacher Hou asked curiously.

"Fang Hui." Xiang Nan said.

Hearing him recommending herself, Fang Hui was a little nervous.

The students are very supportive.

Fang Hui is so good at drawing comics, so it shouldn't be a problem for the drawing board.

"I think the blackboard report is related to the honor of the class, and everyone in the class should contribute." Xiang Nan continued, "Especially the students with special skills."

"Hey, that's right, Fang Hui, I remember that art is written in your specialties, right?" Hou Jia immediately looked at Fang Hui and said.

Fang Hui quickly stood up, hesitantly not knowing how to answer.

"Yes, teacher, Fang Hui is very good at drawing, and the painting of "Slam Dunk" is the same as the original work. Do you think so?" At this time, Zhao Ye got up and agreed.

"Yes!", "The drawing is really good!", "It looks like~"

The students agreed one after another.

"Okay, since everyone trusts you, I'll leave Fang Hui to you next issue." Hou Jia nodded.

"I'll do my best." Fang Hui said timidly.

"Okay, then let's all work together." Hou Jia nodded.

"Okay." The students responded in unison.

……

During the class break, Fang Hui hesitated for a moment, then came to Xiang Nan, and asked in a low voice, "Why me?"

"What?" Xiang Nan raised his head and asked.

"Why me?" Fang Hui asked again, still in a very low voice, with a timid expression.

"You're good at drawing." Xiang Nan laughed, "Who else in our class has such an ability except you? So you are doing your part."

"But I've never drawn blackboard newspapers before." Fang Hui said timidly.

"It's okay." Xiang Nan smiled, "Last time, He Sha drew a big tree like a bunch of celery. If you can't do it, you must be better than her."

"But..." Fang Hui still hesitated.

She doesn't like to be in the limelight, and she can't bear the hope of the whole class, so she subconsciously wants to avoid it.

Just like this, no one pays attention, no one cares, just be safe and sound, and finish high school without any surprises or dangers.

"It's okay, I'll help you when the time comes." Qiao Ran walked over and said, "I'm not good at drawing, but it's okay to help you with coloring and writing."

Seeing what he said, Fang Hui finally nodded.

"When I recommended her Pictorial, she would push back. As soon as you persuaded her, she readily agreed." Xiang Nan smiled and said to Qiao Ran, "I think she must be interested in you."

"What are you talking about, we are good friends." Qiao Ran quickly waved his hand.

When Xiang Nan saw it, he sighed.

Since he insists on denying it, don't blame him for being sorry for his friend.

(End of this chapter)