Daddy, big boss mommy has fallen off the horse

Chapter 437 Did You Do It?

When Ye Luoluo was in school, she never used Mu Shaotang's fiancée to overwhelm others, she didn't think it was a big deal.

She is Su Wan, so there is no need to be nicknamed someone's fiancee.

Ye Luoluo looked directly at him, said calmly, "I never thought about it that way, teacher, you are slandering me."

Wen Yan said with anger on his face, "If you haven't thought about it this way, then why did you refuse my guidance? You are my student! I teach you how to draw and draw as a matter of course, so forget it if you don't listen to me, and dare to speak out Against me?"

The surrounding students stopped their brushes and began to watch the show.

"I said, I don't need your guidance, I have my own habits."

"It's your habit to use bright colors that sharpen your eyes?" Wen Yan taunted.

Ye Luoluo: "..."

This is the first time that she is said to have hot eyes.

Is this hot on the eyes?It's just laying a tone, right?
Ye Luoluo sighed, "Teacher, I don't want to argue with you, I just like to draw like this."

After speaking, she sat down in front of the drawing board again and continued to draw quietly.

Wen Yan was ignored by her, and she jumped up angrily.

"There will be a day you regret it!"

"Ye Luoluo, isn't it! I want to see how well you can score in the final exam!"

It was the first time Wen Yan saw such a confident person who opened the back door to come in.

It would be fine if she is really the second generation rich, but she is not, she is just lucky to have an excellent fiancé.

The student next to her couldn't help but remind her, saying, "Luoluo, be careful that he gets stuck in your final exam!"

Ye Luoluo smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, I'm not worried."

Seeing her confident look, Wen Yan felt annoyed.

Just wait, this kind of disobedient student only knows to admit his mistake after being taught a lesson.

Wen Yan snorted coldly, looked away from her hot-eyed painting, and looked at other people's drawing boards.

When he walked to He Yanyan's side, Wen Yan nodded and said, "He Yanyan's paintings are still so good."

He Yanyan was extremely happy in her heart.

At least she is not inferior to Ye Luoluo in everything!Look, even the teacher praised her.

"Compared to Ye Luoluo, it's much better, He Yanyan, the bottle in the corner, if you use dark blue to paint the shadow part, the effect will be better."

He Yanyan nodded and said, "Well, good, I will follow the teacher's orders."

He Yanyan dipped in dark blue paint to change the color of the bottle.

Wen Yan immediately felt complacent, look, Ye Luoluo doesn't listen to his teaching, there are always students who are willing to listen, he never lacks students, let Ye Luoluo paint alone.

Wen Yan thought of this, and snorted coldly, waiting for the final exam, he must give Ye Luoluo a bad review!
"He Yanyan painted well, keep working hard."

After Wen Yan said something, he walked up to the podium and read the newspaper on the podium.

After a while, the phone vibrated, Wen Yan took out his phone, and his brother from the Painting Association sent him a text message.

[Mo Yi: Teacher Wen, are you there?Teacher, let me come and see you later. 】

[Wen Yan: I'm here, what's there?Well, I'll wait for you in the office later. 】

[Mo Yi: It's about the two-day art exhibition. The teacher asked me to come over to see how you're progressing. 】

Seeing this, Wen Yan's expression suddenly changed.

In two days, the president of the painting association will hold a painting exhibition.

The paintings in the art exhibition are all drawn by the disciples of the president's school. If he can't produce the painting after two days, the president will cancel his quota.

Wen Yan has been in a bad mood recently and has no inspiration, so the preparation for the art exhibition was put on hold.

Now it is too difficult for him to hand over an excellent finished painting within two days.

But if you can't hand it over, I'm afraid it will make the president feel angry. He is one of the president's students.

At that time, those people in the painting association will probably look down on him even more.

Wen Yan frowned and replied.

[Wen Yan: Got it, brother, let's talk about it in detail after you come. 】

Although Mo Yi is young, only thirteen or fourteen years old, he started earlier than him and is more talented. The president likes Mo Yi very much, and even he has to call him senior brother.

after class.

Wen Yan was depressed, so he went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Ye Luoluo put the paintbrush into the small bucket, then took the small bucket and the drawing board to wash it.

She has already copied it, and it is exactly the still life painting with simple composition that she copied.

There is no need to show off skills in this kind of art class. Naturally, it is as simple as possible, just to cope with the homework.

After Ye Luoluo left the classroom, Wen Yan returned to the classroom.

The other students also went to wash their brushes, and for a while, Wen Yan was the only one left in this huge classroom.

Wen Yan frowned and walked between the drawing boards.

When he walked to Ye Luoluo's drawing board, he was stunned.

Ye Luoluo has already drawn the world in just one class, and what she copied is exactly the same as the one in the art book.

Wen Yan froze in place, seemingly unbelievable.

Can she finish the homework in class so quickly?And it's so perfect?
Was this really painted by Ye Luoluo?
He saw with his own eyes how Ye Luoluo painted those eye-catching bright colors on the drawing board.

Wen Yan's eyes sank.

Could it be that some other students helped him change the painting while he was not paying attention?

Wen Yan thought of this, and immediately sneered.

He glanced at the paint tray on the table.

Then he raised his hand and knocked the paint tray over the drawing board with a "snap".

Immediately, the well-painted still life was replaced by various colorful paints, and a good painting was destroyed just like that.

Wen Yan snorted coldly, without any guilt.

Walking to the podium, sitting on the stool, picked up the newspaper and pretended to read it.

After Ye Luoluo washed the drawing board, she returned to her seat and was stunned when she saw the painting on the drawing board.

She pursed her lips, and subconsciously looked at Wen Yan sitting on the stage.

It couldn't have been done by He Yanyan's gang, He Yanyan was almost afraid of her to death.

Now, the only one who has a grudge against her in the whole class one and nine is Teacher Wen.

Ye Luoluo walked to the podium, and put her little hands on the table with a "slap", she said lightly, "Teacher, did you do it?"

Wen Yan raised his head, frowned, and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Did you knock over the paint on my drawing board?" Ye Luoluo's voice was subconsciously tinged with coldness.

Wen Yan glanced at her drawing board pretendingly, then smiled, and said, "So the paint has been overturned, Ye Luoluo, what do you mean? How can you doubt me, teacher? Why would I do such a thing?" boring thing."

"Who knows? Maybe you're mentally twisted." Ye Luoluo mocked.

Wen Yan's face changed, "Ye Luoluo, I'm your teacher, don't rely on me if something goes wrong with your painting, how can a teacher destroy his student's painting? Don't make your painting too ugly, To avoid embarrassment, did you sprinkle the paint on purpose?"

(End of this chapter)