Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 38 044 The School's Recognized No. [-] School Grass
Coming out of the cafeteria, Yuan Yeyi saw Ye Luojia standing not far away.

At the moment, he stopped.

Qin Zimo raised his eyebrows, and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you leave?"

"I recommend someone for you guys. Did you see that one over there by the tree - he plays basketball well, you can pull him in." Yuan Ye smiled irritably, and stretched out a finger to point to where Ye Luojia was standing .

Unexpectedly, Qin Zimo just frowned, and then said, "I'm only interested in you."

"..." Yuan Ye paused, and looked at Qin Zimo with strange eyes.

The man still didn't feel that he had said something wrong, and he was looking at Yuan Yeyi closely, his eyes frank: "So you join us."

Yuan Ye raised his eyebrows evilly: "There is no need to discuss this matter. No matter what you do, I won't go. It's better to focus on him—he has potential."

Qin Zimo followed Yuan Yeyi's gaze, his eyes flickered, and he had nothing to say.

Wan Yuzhe heard it too, without any hesitation, he walked towards Ye Luojia, but in front of Yuan Yeyi, he still stopped for a moment, his voice was very weak: "We will come to you again, besides, don't say anything So absolutely, what if one day in the future, you are slapped in the face in public?"

Yuan Ye smiled: "If there is such a day, it will also prove that your thick skin has reached a certain level, and you have stalked people to a certain level, and it is not me who slapped you in the face."

Qi Yidi's temples twitched a few times.

This person is too shameless, no matter how they say it's their fault!
Wan Yuzhe was also choked up, took a deep look at Yuan Yeyi, and said something endless: "Teacher Ji is right."

Yuan Ye was taken aback for a moment.

Seeing that the person has gone away, he doesn't care anymore.

With both hands in his trouser pockets, he walked back to the classroom.

As soon as Yuan Ye walked to the door of the classroom, Hui Yunmeng caught him sharply.

Immediately, Hui Yunmeng's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed excitedly: "The school grass is back!"

A group of people looked at this side at the same time.

Yuan Yeyi was a little confused, seeing Hui Yunmeng's eyes sweeping towards him, he thought there was someone behind him, and looked back, but he didn't see anyone, so he realized that it was her.

Squinting his eyes, Yuan Yeyi's voice was a little mellow and lazy: "School grass?"

"Yes, you are No.1 in the new school selection on the homepage of the school forum, and you have successfully become the number one male god in the hearts of all the girls in the school! Look." In front of Yeyi, he raised his hand and moved the phone screen towards Yuan Yeyi.

Yuan Ye did not refuse, glanced a few times, and saw that the one on the top was a profile photo. It could be seen that the person taking the photo had some background and found a good angle.

The person in the photo has light blue broken hair, a lazy smile, slightly narrowed peach eyes, and the whole person is wrapped in a luxurious and evil atmosphere, extremely handsome, who else could it be?

However, it was only the second day that someone secretly took pictures...

Yuan Yeyi smiled again, and rubbed the hair of the girl in front of him: "Thank you, I see."

That gentle smile made the girls in the class feel excited again.

As soon as Yuan Ye walked back to his seat, he opened the chemistry exercises on the table, raised his eyebrows, and began to bury his head in brushing the questions, moving his pen very fast.

In the oil painting class in the afternoon, Yuan Yeyi led the team to the studio and found a place to sit down.

The class bell rang, and the teacher who came successfully made Yuan Ye's lips curl up again.

Ji Nanchen.

What a versatile man, Yuan Ye sighed.

However, in the second half of the class, Yuan Yeyi couldn't think of joking anyway.

Looking at the shit-like thing on the drawing board, Yuan Yeyi was extremely depressed.

The paints are obviously the same, why are they painted...

Fortunately, the students around were drawing their own paintings quietly. Yuan Ye blinked, and was about to shove the horrible drawing paper under, when he heard a mocking chuckle from behind.

Yuan Ye became upset immediately, turned his head to look over, and silenced himself.

Who else is behind Ji Nanchen?
Come on, the teacher can't afford to mess with it, so let's draw it by ourselves.

Seeing Yuan Yeyi's deflated appearance, Ji Nanchen curled his lips, his magnetic voice was still sexy, but the words he said made people irritated: "Why, our first school grass, draw a picture like this?"

Ji Nanchen also reads the forum?As soon as this idea arose, he was attracted by the next sentence.

"It's just because it's my first time." Yuan Yeyi retorted, and then stared at the drawing paper seriously.

However, the paintbrush is in my hand, but I can't write it no matter what.

No, where does this oil painting start?
Yuan Ye was in trouble.

His brows were frowned, but he just couldn't think of it.

The person behind him seemed to be unable to stand it any longer. He picked up a 2B pencil on the side table, and handed it to him, with a low voice: "Don't draw the sketch, just draw it. Thank you for thinking it out."

Yuan Ye paused: "Description, what manuscript?"

Ji Nanchen's eyes sank, and he was sure that the person in front of him had no foundation in oil painting at all.

"I don't even know this, what kind of oil painting are you learning?" Ji Nanchen frowned: "Stand up."

Yuan Yeyi had guessed what Ji Nanchen was going to do, and stood up obediently.

Ji Nanchen sat down, glanced at the model on the desk, and then sketched and depicted it on the sketch paper.

Yuan Yeyi's expression became more serious and focused.

(End of this chapter)