The Exclusive Beloved Lord Xiao is Wife Controlled

Chapter 154

After more than half of the exam time, Jiang Luoluo put down her pen, turned her head to look at the Chinese teacher, as if asking: Can I go?
For the first time, the Chinese teacher lowered his voice and said coldly: "There is still a lot of time, let's check it carefully."

He has seen it all. She completed the test paper by herself, and every time she finished a question, he corrected it by the way. I really couldn't find a single mistake. Her reading comprehension part was completed very well. If It's a normal practice, and he must praise her well. Of course, it's nothing. The most amazing thing is her composition. The topics are novel, and the words and sentences are spicy and sophisticated. It is definitely not a writing style that has been honed in a day or two.

He asked her to check the test papers, but she didn't slap the table and curse, she behaved very well.

He didn't teach her before, so he kept listening to other people's bad things about her. This spread spread ten to one hundred times, and her bad reputation became worse and worse in school. Up to now, whoever falls in love, fights, or makes trouble, all use her Be a negative teaching material to educate students.

She doesn't seem to be as bad as they say.

Jiang Luoluo checked it carefully. Except for a typo, there was no major problem. She turned her head and looked at the Chinese teacher, who nodded her head.

Jiang Luoluo was the first one to leave the classroom. When she left the classroom, Gu Qing'er had just finished the reading comprehension part and hadn't started writing the composition yet.

The Chinese teacher picked up Jiang Luoluo's test paper and read it again and again. He found that Jiang Luoluo not only answered the questions well, but also had beautiful handwriting. At first glance, her handwriting was the same as printed script. If she had never practiced calligraphy, he would I don't believe it.

After finishing the Chinese exam, there were two exams in the afternoon. In the two and a half hours between, Jiang Luoluo went to the classroom of the specialty art class. In order to be admitted to Kyoto University without any suspense, she had to work harder.

The art teacher graduated from the Wonderful Art Academy and was a student taught by Mei Lin himself. He had a low opinion of Jiang Luoluo. He repeatedly refused to accept Jiang Luoluo. Although the principal put pressure on him, the art teacher was still unmoved. Later, he didn't know why He figured it out, but his requirement was that Jiang Luoluo had to submit a work that satisfied him if he wanted to get started.

Jiang Luoluo came here today to hand in the work. He will choose the title, and she just needs to finish it within the specified time.

Pushing open the door and entering, the art teacher is in class. In order not to disturb the progress of the class, Jiang Luoluo sits at the back of the classroom near the window, accidentally looks out of the window, and sees a person sitting in the garden, staring at a flower Lost, as if staring at butterflies in the flowers, sitting in a wheelchair noblely and indifferently, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The poodle in his arms was as well-behaved as ever, and when he noticed a little movement occasionally, he squinted his eyes and looked around vigilantly.

Jiang Luoluo rested her chin on one hand. If she remembered correctly, she still owed this person a meal.

What was it that promised him?

Let's book the most luxurious, top-class and most expensive hotel in Yuncheng, and have a candlelight dinner with him.

Jiang Luoluo smiled, picked up a pen and sketched his exquisite and unparalleled facial features on the drawing paper.

The more beautiful a person is, the more difficult it is to draw his face.

It took a full hour for Jiang Luoluo to finish the painting. She picked it up and looked at it for a while. It wasn't a good painting, but it wasn't bad either.

"I can only give sixty points, and I won't give more than half a point." But at some point, the art teacher stood behind her and gave an entry-level evaluation of her painting.

But because of this sixty points, other students surrounded him.

Jiang Luoluo was stunned. Even if she had a low score, they didn't need to watch so forcefully.

If she has enough time, she can draw better. Of course, the rules of the art exam are strict, and she can't do whatever she wants.

"Jiang Luoluo, come to study every day at [-] noon and [-] pm from now on. You are not allowed to be late for my class, and you are not allowed to leave early. If you are late for one second, you are not allowed to come to my class again." The art teacher glanced at the person in the painting, Immediately shifted sight.

Really, if it wasn't because he was the person she drew, he would never have accepted this poor student anyway. She doesn't look good, so what good works can she draw? In other words, she might even slap the table with him.

Jiang Luoluo stuck out her tongue, saying that art teachers are very gentle, why is this one so arrogant and vicious?Did he listen to the rumors and believe them?

Rumors kill people!

Just when Jiang Luoluo was half happy and half worried, several students took down her work, some were fascinated by the person in the painting, some were fascinated by her painting skills, you must know that they learned a lot from the art teacher. Over the years, no one's work has ever reached sixty points.

The art teacher has a high vision, his [-]% is [-]% of other art teachers', so Jiang Luoluo's work can be considered in his eyes.

Several people fought fiercely, Jiang Luoluo's painting came out of one person's hand, was blown out of the window by the wind, floated in the air with the wind, and finally landed slowly at a person's feet.

Luo Yunting came back to his senses, picked up the painting on the ground and glanced at it, then looked up suddenly, and saw the girl upstairs with a flustered face, the corners of her mouth curved into a nice curve.

Soon, Jiang Luoluo's phone rang. The class was very quiet, but the ringtone seemed particularly abrupt. The art teacher frowned, with a cold look in his eyes, "Whose phone is ringing?"

"I... mine." Jiang Luoluo raised her hand cautiously.

It's unfortunate that the little goodwill I had just accumulated was destroyed by this phone call.

"Get out!" The art teacher pointed to the door.

"Oh...Okay." Jiang Luoluo was a little afraid of him, and felt that this person was more fierce than Ling Yutian, and it was difficult to deal with.

Jiang Luoluo came to the outside of the corridor, took out her mobile phone and slid to the answer button, "Brother, what are you calling? I was kicked out of the classroom by the teacher."

The person on the other side smiled, and it was very sweet, "You draw better than him, and I look better than him, how can he not be jealous? It would be easy to drive you out."

Jiang Luoluo was speechless, how good was she in painting, she was not even good enough for beginners, how could she get sixty points?

"Brother, you seem to be very free."

"Yeah, I have time tonight, very free."

Jiang Luoluo was speechless, his hint was too obvious, it was just a meal, so I remembered it clearly.

"Then let's meet at Yunduo Garden Hotel tonight, will we get together or leave?" Jiang Luoluo also wanted to invite this meal, lest he always run to disturb grandpa.

Luo Yunting pondered for a moment, "I don't like this place very much, can I change to a better place?"

better place?Isn't the best place in Yuncheng the Cloud Garden Hotel?And there is no way to enter this place without a reservation card.

(End of this chapter)