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Jiang Hao’s painting on Mahu’s face is based on local materials. His painting is very simple. On the left is a donkey with its tail up and its thick lips roaring towards the sky, and on the right is a clumsy tortoise lying peacefully all the time.

The structure of Jiang Hao's paintings is simple, almost completed in one stroke, without sloppiness at all. The image is drawn from the public's basic understanding of the two animals. It can be said that the image is vivid!

"Whoever draws stand up for me, and if you find out, you will be expelled immediately." Ma Hu's neck was throbbing with veins, and he looked like a madman. His blood-red eyes swept across the faces of the students in the class, and he gritted his teeth There was a creaking sound, and the skinny rib-like chest heaved violently.

No wonder Mahu is so angry. He has been teaching for so many years, and today he was attacked by the whole class for the first time. His anger finally subsided, and he was drawn two insulting pictures without knowing it. Can not be angry.

The whole class was stunned by Mahu's violent reaction, and shut their mouths hastily, for fear of offending Mahu, this muzzle can't afford it!

What Jiang Hao wants is this kind of effect, all of this is what Mahu deserves, he just let Mahu taste the taste of being wronged, let him also experience the helpless pain of being wantonly insulted, save him in the future In open-mouthed sarcasm.

Ma Hu saw that everyone was silent, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, his eyes stayed on Liu Goudang, and he said through gritted teeth, "Tell me, who did it, if you don't tell me, you'll be called the parents."

"Ah." Seeing Ma Hu asking him to answer, Liu Goudang was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was nervous and looked at the classmates at a loss, scratching his head in embarrassment. The class was very nervous just now. Quiet, if someone really wants to move around, it is impossible for no one to hear.

Liu Goudang's face turned pale, and he tried to recall it in his head. From the beginning to the end, he never saw even a single figure on the podium. It's impossible to push this kind of unreasonable thing to anyone!

"It seems that you are going to call the parents." Ma Hu asked in a sharp voice, annoyed, and stared at Liu Goudang relentlessly, continuing to put pressure on him.

"No one attended the class from the beginning to the end." Liu Goudang bit the bullet and answered submissively. Although he knew that this was not the answer Ma Hu wanted, he still said it without hesitation.

"What?" Mahu sneered exaggeratedly, took a light breath, and suppressed the anger in his chest, his eyes swept over everyone's face, and everyone he saw hurriedly avoided their eyes, so as not to be pulled by misfortune When he came out, his eyes shot around slowly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Could it be that I drew it myself?"

"This...you really drew it yourself."

The few people sitting in the front row glanced at each other, although they were very afraid of Mahu, they still summoned up their courage and said: "We all saw it just now, your pen is painting on your face, and there is nothing wrong with it from the beginning to the end. A classmate went to the podium."

"We have never seen anyone on the podium, if it is really painted, it is..." The students collectively nodded, recalling the classroom just now, if a big living person ran to the podium to draw two pictures for Ma Hu Why can't I see the painting?

"Nonsense." Mahu roared angrily and coughed violently a few times. He really couldn't figure out who the student was covering up. His eyes caught Jiang Hao inadvertently, and he said in a cold tone: "Jiang Hao, what is it?" who did it."

"I don't know." Jiang Hao shook his head bluntly, and shrugged helplessly: "All the students, you must not be in collusion. We all thought you were grading the papers."

"Ah."

Everyone nodded in agreement. The bold act of painting a turtle on the head teacher's face is probably no one who can do it even if they give them a little courage.

"Could it be that I really painted it?" Mahu's expression kept changing, he touched the ink on his face, and seeing the student's swearing appearance, he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart, but deep down he still couldn't accept this absurd statement .

To be able to play such humorous words while sleeping, is it possible that he is possessed by a painting god?

"Don't we have a camera? Find out the video, and you will understand everything at a glance!" Zhang Xinyi caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall and immediately made a suggestion to Mahu.

"Why did you forget it?" Mahu's eyes lit up, he glanced at Zhang Xinyi who made the suggestion with appreciation, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, looked up and said triumphantly: "I hope you are not lying, otherwise the consequences will not be yours. borne."

Zhongzhou No. [-] Middle School is a key high school in the city, and it is a model high school. The school has a group of excellent teachers. In order to learn valuable teaching experience, many brother high schools often send their teachers to the No. [-] Middle School to attend classes. There are dozens of high schools, and the long-term study and exchange made the teacher in charge of hospitality very exhausted.

Later, the school leaders spent a lot of money to buy a batch of high-end camera cat eyes after meeting and researching, all of which were installed in the clock above the classroom. the course of the course.

After the recording was finished, they were edited and edited consistently and then sent to other colleges and universities. This method not only saves the cumbersome hospitality, but also prevents students from plagiarizing due to the small number of teachers and poor invigilation during exams. wind.

The content recorded by the electronic eye is stored in the large-capacity hard disk in the iron box under the desk, and the head teacher of each class is responsible for keeping the keys and recordings.

"Won't you find any flaws?"

Jiang Hao is calm on the surface, but his heart is already turbulent. He is afraid that he has recorded something that should not be recorded, which will cause panic in the school. After all, the pen floats automatically and he can draw, which is unheard of.

If you are accidentally caught by some special department of the country, pulled over and cut up as experimental mice for research, wouldn't it be too late to cry!

Mahu easily opened the iron box, took out the data cable in it, and directly connected it to the computer on the desk. In the folder, he found the corresponding recording date and clicked to open it.

Everyone looked at the projector on the wall, wanting to see who painted the insulting painting on Mahu's face.

"Gather."

Jiang Hao manipulated the palm of the hand where the air flow converged, suspended it on the connection port, and waited nervously. He decided that as long as there was an image on the projector that was beyond one's imagination, such as the automatic floating of the pen and the automatic painting image, it would be fine. Cut off playback immediately before causing panic and unnecessary trouble for yourself!

Mahu held the mouse clumsily, pushed the thick glasses, squinted his eyes, and quickly rushed forward the screen, and soon the screen of him resting was played.

"God help me too."

Jiang Hao watched the picture nervously. When he saw the angle of the camera, he couldn't help but feel happy. He saw that the picture only illuminated Mahu's back and the top of his front head. As for Mahu's face, it was not illuminated at all. .

Jiang Hao directly withdrew his palm, and waited to watch the show. From this angle, he could see the whole horse, but he could only see the brush strokes, and he couldn't see who was painting on his face at all.

"How come the irradiation is not complete." Mahu muttered dissatisfiedly, today is the exam, but because he didn't adjust the electronic eye, the screen is still intercepted to illuminate the entire lecture hall and record the lecture.

"Moved."

The students were also staring at the screen closely. I don't know who yelled. Mahu's shoulders shook slightly in the screen, and then a section of pen appeared at the bottom of the screen. What was even more strange was that the pen Unexpectedly, following the angle and rhythm of Mahu's shoulder swing, the painting continued to move.

"This one……"

Mahu was speechless for a moment in surprise. Looking at the scene in the picture, if someone really paints on his face, no matter what angle it is from, he must leave a picture of his arm, but at this moment there is not even half a figure on the picture. None, and judging from the recording of the screen, the movement of the pen follows his arm.

Ma Hu was incomparably surprised for a moment, even though he didn't want to admit it or believe it, but all the real-time images in the screen clearly proved that it was the two paintings he drew on his face with a pen!

"Cough cough" Ma Hu didn't know how to speak for a while, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and waved his hands: "get out of class is over, everyone is gone."

"Even my classmates don't believe it, hum!"

The students were all dissatisfied and looked at Mahu, who crawled under the table in embarrassment, and installed the hardware himself. Their hearts were full of anger, and they felt sad for such a brazen head teacher.

"Mr. Ma, what are you doing?"

The door of Class [-] was pushed open forcefully. A short, chubby woman with dark skin and explosive perm, who looked like a lion king, walked in with a serious expression. She frowned. The woman glanced at the horse with authority. Hu, just wanted to get angry and blamed him for not going to the meeting on time, when he saw two humorous paintings on Mahu's face, most of the anger in his stomach disappeared, and he asked gossipingly, "I said, old horse, what about your face?" What's going on?"

"Dean, why are you here?" Mahu greeted him obsequiously, put on a smiling face, touched his face and said casually, "Doodled."

"I didn't expect you to have such a skill." Sai Xishi was amazed, and praised seriously: "It's really merciless to practice yourself."

"Yes!" The corner of Mahu's mouth twitched, was he praising me or hurting me!But still accompanied by a smiling face, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"The dean doesn't come here often, so let's ask the dean to give us a talk." Ma Hu rolled his eyes and offered a flattering suggestion. This kind of flattering opportunity should not be missed.

"Then I won't be polite." Sai Xishi also climbed up the pole, and it was an honor to be able to speak in the Peiyou class. He didn't care about the disgusting eyes of the students complaining and dissatisfied, and cleared his throat. Pointing to Jiangshan imposingly, he said earnestly: "The college entrance examination is coming soon, and this is the best way to change the path of life."