Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 37 Personality Ran Qing

Unexpectedly, An Ranran really ate without guilt, hehe.

An Yuke's eyes narrowed slightly, this An Ranran must not be tolerated any longer.

Rumors about An Ranran and Ouyang Yu still spread on campus.

Because of yesterday's incident, An Ranran paid more attention when she arrived at school today. Sure enough, there were a few more strange faces around her.

Li Xinai said that those people usually have a good relationship with Chen Momo.

So, this is to inquire about the news, right?Let's see if she was beaten into a pig's head by those two hooligans?
An Ranran smiled indifferently, and led Li Xin'ai to the Fangji Academy.

She had found out yesterday that there really is a fashion design course in Fangji Academy.It's just that there is not much time for class, and there is only one class a week.

That's okay, better than nothing, right?
Walking into the classroom, An Ranran was surprised to see that in the small classroom, there were only a few sparse students, and even including An Ranran and Li Xinai, there were no more than ten students.

The class of fashion design is taught by a female teacher. She should be around 26 or seven years old. She has a slender figure and clear eyes. She belongs to the style of a young mature woman.

It is also in the style of Hanfu, with brown hair loosely tied into a ponytail on the back of the head, and only a yellow daisy is worn on the side of the ear.

It was such a small change that gave her a fashionable beauty.

An Ranran was very satisfied with such a wife.

But her lectures are...well...it's a bit difficult to describe.

At least for the first 10 minutes, she was looking at the book with her head down and reading the words on it straightforwardly.

An Ranran now understands why there are so few people attending the class in this major.

After reading a section of the development history of fashion design according to the script, the master finally raised his head.

Seeing the listless looks of the students, she even smiled, then clapped her hands, and said, "This class is boring, right? If you don't want to listen, you can go out now!"

An Ranran thought it was just a polite word from the teacher, but she didn't expect that some of the classmates actually stood up.

And the master was not angry, just stood there, watching them leave the classroom one by one.

An Ranran watched all this in surprise.

And the female teacher seemed surprised, especially after she was convinced that An Ranran and Li Xin'ai really wanted to take this class sincerely, she frowned: "Why?"

An Ranran and Li Xin'ai looked at each other.

"Master, can't I take this course?"

The master smiled helplessly: "You can choose, but if you really choose, then I have to prepare lessons and teach you."

"But, isn't this your job?" An Ranran was extremely surprised.

The female master grinned, with a bit of reluctance, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, since you insist on learning, then I will teach."

An Ranran was silent for a moment.

This is the first time she has seen such a unique wife in two lifetimes.

"Let me introduce first, my name is Ran Qing. How about you?"

"Li Xinai."

"An Ranran."

"An Ranran? Oh, the one who fainted in the human anatomy class yesterday?"

An Ranran only felt groups of crows flying past her head, quacking.

Li Xin'ai was happy: "Master Ran, you even know this."

Ran Qing smiled triumphantly: "That's right. I also know that she ran here just to faint in Ouyang Yu's arms."

"No way?" An Ranran was speechless, "Who passed this on?"

"Is there any inside story?" Ran Qing's eyes lit up.

An Ranran knew that this must be another senior gossip girl, so she quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no. It's just that the legend is wrong. I went to that classroom yesterday, and I really didn't go there for Senior Brother Ouyang. My beloved and I just It was a mistake, and I hit it by mistake."

Li Xinai nodded in agreement: "That's true, and Ran Ran doesn't even know who Ouyang is. Yesterday was the second day she came to school."

"It was so violent the next day?" Apparently Ran Qing didn't believe it at all, or didn't mind their explanation.

An Ranran shut up decisively. The information you wanted to spread was unilaterally blocked by the other party, so what's the point.Just don't say it.

Seeing that An Ranran really didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and that Li Xinai was so focused on defending An Ranran, Ran Qing also felt that it was meaningless, so she coughed lightly: "Let's get down to business, since it is a subject, there is naturally a lot to learn , what I just read is just a prologue. Now, I will continue to read."

After finishing speaking, she really turned around and stood on the podium.

An Ranran was stimulated again, and stood up weakly: "Master Ran, it's just the two of us, so, can we skip the part of studying."

"Skip over? Then what shall I tell you?" Ran Qing didn't mind letting her students know that she didn't have the embarrassment of preparing lessons at all.

An Ranran looked at her with a smile: "Why don't you tell us about the clothing matching? The first time I saw you today, I felt that you have a different temperament from other wives. After my careful observation, I found that you just made some adjustments in the color of your hair, and the flower you wear also has a special feeling."

"Is that so?" Ran Qing laughed, and pointed at An Ranran, "A fellow."

So in this class, the three women got together and chatted about clothing matching.

An Ranran did not expect that although Ran Qing seemed unreliable, her views on clothing were truly unique.

At the end of a class, I feel quite unfinished.

But Ran Qing is a teacher with a particularly strong sense of time. Almost as soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she got up, packed her books, and was about to leave.

An Ranran quickly pulled her back: "Master, when will you have the next class?"

Ran Qing was stunned for a moment: "You still want to learn?"

An Ranran looked at her seriously and nodded solemnly.

Ran Qing put down her book: "Actually, fashion design is a very exhausting job. If you want to study seriously, you have to start from scratch. Basic theoretical knowledge is very boring. You also need to have painting skills and so on... "

"It doesn't matter, I think I can overcome any difficulty!" An Ranran will never look back on what he has determined.Since it is destined to use this craft to make money in the future, it must be learned from the beginning, and it must be learned well and solidly.

Ran Qing put away her joking attitude, and looked at her seriously for a while: "Okay, since I want to learn, then I will teach."

(End of this chapter)