Rebirth: My Beautiful Professor Girlfriend is So Sweet!

After Ji Chen finished the painting, Yun Chuan took a few photos and sent them to his master's WeChat.

Although the old man is very old, he still uses his mobile phone, especially he often watches the live broadcast of Chen Ye on Douyu.

However, apart from watching the live broadcast, the master spends most of his time in the studio, so he probably won't see the news so quickly.

After sending the message, Yun Chuan picked up Ji Chen's winter willow sparrow painting and looked at it carefully, then looked at Ji Chen, "Old Ji, I have an unwelcome request, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Ji Chen heard Yun Chuan's words and said calmly, "Then don't say it."

Yun Chuan: "..."

Balala.

After a small joke, Ji Chen continued to ask Yun Chuan, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yun Chuan's face lit up, and he carefully put Ji Chen's painting back on the table, and then rubbed his hands, "Old Ji, when you have time, can you teach me?"

Ji Chen is relatively young, his blood pressure is not easy to rise, and his painting skills are so awesome, he is really the best choice to be his little master!

Fan Zhuo, who was standing aside, heard Yun Chuan's words and immediately advised Ji Chen, "Old Ji, if you don't want to die young, I advise you not to be impulsive."

Yesterday, Yun Chuan drew a four-in-one, can that be drawn by someone who has studied Chinese painting for 9 years?

Zhao Ran and Yin Hao on the side also nodded in agreement.

"Anzi, you are not suitable for Chinese painting, you can develop in the direction of Picasso."

"That's right, don't embarrass Old Ji, we are all buddies in the same dormitory."

Yun Chuan: "..."

Are they all talking human words?

Ji Chen thought seriously for a moment after hearing what Yun Chuan said.

If he could complete this task this time, he would get the buff skill of the teacher's blessing.

It just so happens that the buff of the teacher's blessing is more effective for the duller the person.

And Yun Chuan looked very dull in the Chinese painting.

If he really gets this skill, he might as well try the effect on Yun Chuan first.

At this time, Yun Chuan cast a longing look at Ji Chen again, "Old Ji, you won't refuse me, right?"

Ji Chen thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, then I will take the time to teach you when I have time in two days."

Whether there is the blessing of the teacher or not, Yun Chuan is his good son and bad buddy, and it won't take much time to teach him.

Yun Chuan was so excited when Ji Chen agreed that he rushed over to him, "Old Ji, you are still a good brother!"

Although he didn't know much about Chinese painting, it would be too awkward to talk about money with Old Ji, but for a painter of Ji Chen's level, one class usually costs at least 500 to 1,000.

He agreed to teach him so readily, what else could this be but true love!

Fan Zhuo and others couldn't help shaking their heads when they saw Ji Chen agreed.

Old Ji's path has narrowed down

How could he teach a student that Old Lin couldn't teach in 9 years?

Ji Chen looked at Yun Chuan who rushed over, and didn't hide the disgust on his face. He immediately reached out and held him back, saying, "One class, one month's breakfast."

"...Fuck! Ruthless!"

...

Two thirty in the afternoon.

After a short lunch break, Yun Chuan followed Ji Chen to the Creative Art Association, registered, and submitted his works to officially participate in this year's art exhibition.

Although today is the last day to register for the competition, the popularity is still very high. Although the students in charge of the collection and statistics of the practice department are very curious about Ji Chen's work, there are still many people registering behind them, so they can only continue to work hard and receive the students queuing up to register behind them.

After Ji Chen finished registering for the competition, he went outside the school with Yun Chuan and invited Yun Chuan to drink a cup of milk tea.

The two of them wandered outside for a while, and it was almost time for the elective course, so they went to the teaching building together.

Came to the classroom.

Almost all the students have arrived.

Many girls saw the band-aid on Ji Chen's neck, which caused a big sensation. After all, they are already in college. For these things, even if they have not experienced them, they have seen a lot.

"Is there a little strawberry under Ji Chen's band-aid?"

"Be more confident, it must be! If it's a minor injury, there won't be a band-aid!"

"I also want to plant a little strawberry on Ji Chen's neck, sob, sob..."

"I want...Ji Chen to plant a strawberry on my neck, sob, sob..."

"Everyone, wake up, he has a girlfriend, I'm still single, I can help you."

"Get out! You stinky hooligan!"

"That's right, you stinky shameless!"

"..."

...

Sitting in the seat, Yun Chuan looked at JiChen looked calm and collected, looked at the band-aid on his neck, and couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Old Ji, don't you feel guilty at all?"

Ji Chen opened the textbook slowly and looked at Yun Chuan, "What's there to feel guilty about?"

Yun Chuan: "..."

Is this the highest level of a scumbag?

He had gone out to spend the night with other girls and planted strawberries without telling Professor Bai, but he was so calm and composed?

At this time, a white figure slowly walked into the classroom, attracting the attention of all the students in the classroom.

Today, Bai Lianwan wore a minimalist white silk shirt, paired with light-colored jeans, which made the lines of her legs look more slender.

The buttons on the collar of the shirt were buttoned up one by one, looking pure and quiet, revealing an indescribable beauty.

Although Bai Lianwan had deliberately let her hair down to cover her neck, the collar was also completely buttoned up.

But her skin was too white, and the flesh-colored band-aid on her fair neck was very conspicuous.

When Bai Lianwan entered the classroom and walked to the podium, many sharp-eyed students noticed the band-aid on her neck at a glance and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Fuck! Professor Bai's neck was injured?"

"Ward Tian! What happened?"

"Could it be... Could it be that it was covering Little Strawberry?!"

"How is it possible? Professor Bai has never been in a relationship, how could it be Little Strawberry? She must have been injured!"

"That's right, with Professor Bai's personality, she would not allow a boyfriend to plant strawberries on her neck!"

"No, with Professor Bai's personality, there would be no boyfriend at all!"

...

Compared to the male students who were whispering in the classroom, Yun Chuan, who was sitting next to Ji Chen at this moment, looked at the band-aid on Bai Lianwan's neck, and felt as if a thunderclap had exploded above his head in an instant! He was stunned on the spot!

Fuck!

Professor Bai also had a band-aid on his neck?

How could it be such a coincidence? !

Could it be...

Yun Chuan stared at the band-aid on Bai Lianwan's neck for several seconds, then he turned his head mechanically, approached Ji Chen, and whispered, "Old Ji, then, that couldn't be you who did it?"

Ji Chen was staring at Bai Lianwan on the podium at this moment. Hearing Yun Chuan's question, he retracted his gaze from her, smiled, and replied, "Yes, but that's all, don't overthink it."

Since this guy has guessed it, there is no need for him to hide it.

Yun Chuan heard Ji Chen's answer and couldn't help swallowing his saliva secretly.

So...

Lao Ji... spent a night with Professor Bai yesterday? !

And... planted a strawberry on her neck?

So, such a cold and aloof little professor who dares not blaspheme, was actually... planted with a little strawberry by the buddy next to him!

How the hell did he do this? !

What's even more outrageous is that Bai, Professor Bai actually planted one for Ji Chen?!

At this moment, the single dog Yun Chuan felt like he was fried to a crisp.

Before, he was worried that Ji Chen would be caught by Bai Lianwan and planted with strawberries, so he even sent a Band-Aid thoughtfully!

Now he realized that the clown was actually himself?

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