Mrs. Fu Shao wants a divorce

Chapter 52 is coming to an end...

"Full hang? No way?" Bai Zhixia twitched the corner of her mouth, suddenly feeling a little inexplicably nervous, even though she was very confident in her basic rendering.

"The witch will definitely do what she says, and it's not like she hasn't done this before."

Jiang Yue snorted softly, she was still quite dissatisfied with this teacher in this matter, although the teacher was not wrong, it was indeed their group of students who made the mistake first.

"No way... so ruthless?"

"Of course, you believe me." Jiang Yue said firmly.

"By the way, Zhixia, you...you haven't come to class for two years, you can't teach yourself fashion design, right? And last time you handed in your homework so fast..."

"Well... I taught myself." Bai Zhixia couldn't say anything else, since Jiang Yue guessed so, she just admitted it as she said.

God knows that the previous Bai Zhixia was just here to make a name, and he didn't have any foundation in fashion design, let alone self-study... How is it possible?

"Then this homework..." Jiang Yue was a little worried.

What she hasn't told Bai Zhixia yet is that the witch will find a model in the pile of homework every time-every time is the worst model, after all, the witch has never praised anyone.

"It should be fine..."

Before Bai Zhixia finished speaking, she saw that the students around her were all looking at her and Jiang Yue. She quickly raised her head: Sure enough, the teacher was already staring at them...

"Those two female students sitting in the back, are you still in the mood to talk?"

Bai Zhixia pushed the drowsy Jiang Yue with her elbow, telling her to stand up quickly.

"What's the name of the one in white?" Wen Lan looked at the drowsy Jiang Yue with sharp eyes.

Compared with Bai Zhixia standing up honestly, Jiang Yue standing up while yawning obviously made the teacher more upset. This is obviously telling the people on the podium that she was sleeping just now...

"Jiang Yue." Jiang Yue immediately cheered up, and the little drowsiness that had just woken up disappeared in an instant.

"Which class? What's the student number? Did you hand in the homework?" Wen Lan picked up the student roster and started asking. It seemed that Jiang Yue's homework was going to be approved in advance.

"Class 18, NO.[-], the homework is handed in..." Jiang Yue answered honestly with her head down, but she still glanced at Bai Zhixia, telling her silently: She is going to be finished...

There are not many people majoring in fashion design. The reason why there are many classes is because the number of people in each class is relatively small, mainly for the convenience of management. Wen Lan's class is taught by several classes together.

Wen Lan quickly dug out Jiang Yue's homework and projected it on the screen in front of her.

"It's still the same problem as the pictures I saw just now." Wen Lan only glanced at it, and then said bluntly.

"I don't ask you how well the design is, but you still have to be able to draw this kind of basic drawing, at least the drawing must be professional! Your kind of picture, the drawing of an art student who has never studied fashion design is better than your drawing Be good!"

"Especially you, your name is Jiang Yue, right? Do you still dare to sleep and talk in class? Or do you think your pictures are very good?"

……

Wen Lan didn't say much, but she taught Jiang Yue a lesson for 5 minutes, and Jiang Yue had to go to the office to drink tea after class.

Jiang Yue has already learned the lesson, and it will be Bai Zhixia's turn next.

Jiang Yue, who just sat down, looked at Bai Zhixia with pity, and mouthed a word of care, which made Bai Zhixia really speechless.

(End of this chapter)