100 days for marrying a wealthy family

Chapter 297 Si Xingchen as a Teaching Assistant

Chapter 297 Si Xingchen as a Teaching Assistant
Si Xingchen seldom wears big-name clothes. After all, his identity does not need to be deliberately packaged with big-name brands. Therefore, if it is not a formal occasion, the clothes he wears are some foreign niche brands, and the price is lower than that of luxury goods. It is cheap, but it is very unique, and it is very suitable for his young, sunny and fashionable temperament, giving people a very tasteful feeling.

Unlike upstarts who are full of famous brands, but it feels very vulgar.

Mu Xiaoxi also secretly felt that Si Xingchen is not only handsome, but also very good at dressing up and having good taste.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm a little late. I'm one of the teaching assistants this time. Just call me Teacher Si!"

puff!Si Xingchen actually called himself a teacher.

Well, in front of so many people, Mu Xiaoxi couldn't hold back her laughter.

Some people who knew Si Xingchen had already quietly whispered to each other.

"He is the second young master of the Si Group. It is estimated that his girlfriend is taking part in this course. Let him go too!"

"That's right, he's just a teaching assistant. How can he teach us any lessons?"

"Ahem!" The teacher in charge gave a fake cough twice.

He probably heard the discussion from some students, so he quickly said: "Assistant [-] is mainly responsible for teaching everyone how to write brush characters this time. Writing brush characters in the beautiful island forest is a very interesting thing, and it can also be exercised. Thanks to everyone's patience, Teaching Assistant Si not only writes well, but is especially good at traditional Chinese painting,,,!"

Before the main class teacher finished speaking, the scene was already in an uproar.

"I didn't expect Young Master Si to be able to do Chinese painting and calligraphy. I'm really looking forward to his lessons!"

"That's exactly what I said. You can rely on your face for a living, but you are so talented!"

Even Mu Xiaoxi was very surprised that Si Xingchen, who can't even cook noodles, can do these things.

Back then when she knew that Si Xingchen played the piano well, she had already admired him very much, and today she once again looked at the extremely handsome man in front of her with admiration.

He secretly defended Si Xingchen, feeling that the media's negative reports were too unfair to him.

At least, the Si Xingchen that Mu Xiaoxi knew was not what everyone saw.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's go!"

Under the command of the main subject teacher, Teacher Chen, everyone lined up and got on the bus.

After Mu Xiaoxi got into the car, she sat down by the window. As soon as she sat down firmly, she found a strange boy sitting down beside her.

Mu Xiaoxi didn't pay much attention, since they were all classmates anyway, so she just sat down casually.

She stared out the window in a daze.

Unexpectedly, after everyone sat down firmly, Si Xingchen, today's teaching assistant, came to the corridor next to Mu Xiaoxi's seat, glanced at the male student sitting next to Mu Xiaoxi, and said, "This Classmates, please sit in the back row!"

"Teacher? Isn't the seat random? Why did you let me sit in the back row?" The boy was puzzled.

This is a boy from another class, who doesn't know Si Xingchen.

"Yes, teacher, don't you have a special position as a teaching assistant?" Mu Xiaoxi raised an eyebrow at Si Xingchen.

Xin said that she had to keep a distance from Si Xingchen, no matter who was sitting next to her, it was much better than Si Xingchen sitting next to her.

"Professor Si, you can sit here, this seat is good! The teachers of us sit together, so we can communicate on the road!" Teacher Chen said, pointing to the seat in front of Mu Xiaoxi.

Although he is reluctant, he is a teacher today, so he has to be a teacher.

(End of this chapter)

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