My bamboo horse is super sweet

Chapter 216

She glanced lightly from the tool belt bag, without much emotion, she looked back and sat in front of the drawing board.

After a while, Zhang Xiaoyu and Lu Yao walked into the classroom together.

The two were talking and laughing.

When Zhang Xiaoyu came to his side, Xu Shengxiang looked back at him, and said calmly, "Why did you come in together?"

Zhang Xiaoyu was still as careless as he was, and propped up his drawing board: "I just happened to bump into it when I went upstairs."

"Oh." Xu Shengxiang responded casually, and looked away.

Zhang Yu glanced at her drawing board from the corner of his eye, and was stunned: "Miss sister, have you been here all afternoon?"

Xu Shengxiang ignored him, and stretched out a slender hand in front of him: "Give me a piece of drawing paper."

Zhang Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the schoolbag on the ground: "Drawing paper? Didn't you bring drawing paper?"

He said so, but his movements were very quick, and he took out a piece of drawing paper from his schoolbag and handed it over.

Xu Shengxiang took down the completed plaster figure and replaced it with a piece of clean drawing paper.

On the podium, Lu Yao's voice was still soft and weak: "Today's class is about appreciation of famous paintings. I brought the famous painting [The Last Supper] by Italian artist Leonardo da Vinci..."

The whispers began again under the podium: "It's great, I don't have to paint plaster figures at last!"

"Every day is plaster like plaster, and if I continue to paint, I will fall in love with him."

"That's right, in art class, you should appreciate the works of famous artists more, and there will be more classes like this in the future..."

"Now let's enjoy it together..." After Lu Yao finished speaking with a smile, she opened the file bag on the desk.

It should be to take out the painting.

As a result, she rummaged inside for a long time, but she couldn't come up with a reason.

His expression suddenly became tense.

After a while, in the originally quiet studio, whispers began again.

"What's the matter? Did you forget the painting?"

"Have you dropped something? Look at her, she is about to cry..."

"Isn't it just a painting? It's not the real thing...is it necessary?"

Someone in the classroom started shouting.

"Senior sister, if you don't bring the painting with you, can you go and get it?"

"Should be in the office?!"

"I can't find the explanation and I didn't bring it with me. When will I find it?"

"That's right... go get it!"

Lu Yao bit her lower lip, her eyes were a little red: "I, the things I put here are missing, did anyone see it?"

"what is this?"

"Is the painting missing?"

"What's missing? I didn't see it..."

Lu Yao looked around in the studio: "It's a small square box with a necklace inside, has anyone seen it?"

The people in the studio, you look at me, I look at you, obviously confused by this.

"No……"

"I didn't see it."

Lu Yao cried out anxiously, with a pear blossom and rainy appearance: "That is the necklace my mother gave me. It is very precious. If no one admits it, I will call the teacher."

Someone asked again: "It's not necessarily that the people in the classroom took it, could it be that you left it somewhere else?"

"That's right! How do you know you must have disappeared in the studio?"

Lu Yao's voice was choked up: "After lunch, I put the things I prepared here. That necklace is very important to me, and I will never misplace it..."

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(End of this chapter)