Zhu Zirong’s attitude is really suspicious. Is there someone disguised as Mr. Zhu? It is really completely different from the serious and strict person he used to be.

Xia Qianqian's eyes swept across all the students, and under the expectant gazes of everyone, she said calmly: "Punishment is not Sir's original intention. It is Sir's wish to make them improve their painting skills, so why not change it in another way?"

Way?"

"Another way?" Zhu Zirong was also a little confused.

He is a disciplined gentleman. His teaching style has always been the same in the past. He has never thought about changing. He has no idea what she is thinking?

"You said?" He was a little more curious about this student who was a master of painting.

"How about we change punishment into reward?"

Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows, "For example, everyone can do hygiene equally, and whoever paints well can do it less or even not at all. Even whoever paints well can get some better rewards, such as Dean Liu's hand-made

Free prizes, a brush, a painting and other gadgets are all acceptable."

As long as you get these gadgets and show them off to your husband's house after marriage, what a glorious thing it would be.

When many female students heard this, their eyes lit up with excitement, they were eager to try.

When Zhu Zirong heard this, he felt a little moved.

Even he wants the things Dean Liu gave him, let alone these students.

"But how could Dean?" He was afraid that Dean Liu would not agree.

"As long as you bring it up, sir, the dean will definitely agree for everyone's sake."

In this society, if we only use rules to punish people, we will gain very little.

For anything, competition is the fastest way to promote growth.

Zhu Zirong looked at Xia Qianqian's painting and Ren Yuan'er's painting. He came to the desk, took off the rubbing plate and rolled it up silently.

"That's it! The punishment mentioned today is over."

"Ahhhhh..." Exclamations erupted in the school.

Zhu Zirong had a straight face and said seriously: "However, you must complete and hand in today's homework. I will give you plenty of time."

After saying this, he took over the paintings from Xia Qianqian and Ren Yuan'er, and several more people handed in their paintings one after another.

In the end, Zhu Zirong held a stack of scrolls and happily walked out the door.

As soon as the teacher left, these normally well-behaved female students immediately revealed their true colors.

"It's great. I no longer have to worry about being punished by my husband for not being good at painting."

"If I can't recite poetry, I won't have to be punished in the future!"

"If I'm not a good female celebrity, can I still escape punishment?"

"..."

Everyone was excited and turned their attention to Xia Qianqian.

They had to admit that Xia Qianqian not only made a splash in this painting class, but also successfully benefited everyone.

Everyone looked at Xia Qianqian, and subtly, a slight change occurred.

Especially Ren Yuan'er, the way she looks at her is less jealous and more respectful.

Someone gathered around and said shyly: "Xia Xiazi, your painting technique is very special, can you teach me?"

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, waiting for Xia Qianqian's answer.

Her expression was as usual and her tone was calm, "If you don't teach me enough, we can help each other and learn from each other. Next time, if you have something you don't understand, you can come and ask me."

She readily agreed in front of everyone, lowered her head, packed her things, put them in her bag, nodded to everyone, and walked straight out.

A small and thin figure was left in the corridor.

Someone stuck his head out of the window, looked at her back, and murmured in a low voice: "It's so rare. Isn't it going to rain red in the sky and the sun is going to rise from the west?"

Someone reached out and pulled her back, joking and joking: "Who are you talking about, Mr. Zhu or Xia Qianqian?"

"Don't you think, both of them have changed a lot?"

After leaving the gate of Guizi Class, Xia Qianqian went to the gate to find her mother.

Mom is not in the shop.

At the table in the wing room, Mo Yan was drinking tea and concentrating on reading the handwritten book "Journey to the West" in his hand.

I don't know where he saw it, his face lit up with excitement, and he shouted excitedly: "Take a stick from my old grandson!"

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by Sun Wukong, and he was so excited that he could only be given a golden stick.

Mo Yan raised his head and saw Xia Qianqian standing at the door. Then he realized his disgrace just now. He stood up hurriedly and returned to his usual serious appearance, "Your mother and Dean Xi went to the backyard to enjoy the flowers and scenery, and they haven't come back yet.

."

"Oh!"

Xia Qianqian was about to leave when, around the corner from the gate, a figure dressed in blue suddenly rushed in and grabbed her arm, making her tremble.

Looking back, it was Hu Tang.

Last time, she and Squid went to the Laisi River and met him at the Qiuyue Boat to seek Jiang Chengyun's theory. In the end, Jiang Chengyun threw him into the river and was sent back to the Hu Mansion like a drowned rat.

Afterwards, she also inquired and found out that when he returned to the mansion, he caught a cold and complained that he was sick and was recovering in the mansion.

Recuperating from illness is one thing. It is estimated that Wang Feng’s incident has also implicated the Hu Mansion, implicated Mr. Hu, and even the entire Hu Mansion has been investigated.

Mr. Hu is also a strict master, and he must be confined in the house to prevent him from causing any more trouble.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chengyun ran out as soon as he was arrested.

"What's wrong with you?" After not seeing him for many days, he looked tired and his eyes were shining with anxiety.

"I want to have a private conversation with you." He looked serious, grabbed her and ran away.

At this time, it was time for get out of class to end, so the inappropriate behavior of the two people naturally attracted some people to point fingers.

Xia Qianqian struggled to free her arm from his hand and lowered her voice: "Pay attention to your behavior. Others are watching!"

"It's too late!"

Hu Tang stamped his feet anxiously, "Go to the peach tree at the foot of the east wall, quickly."

He turned around and left without giving her any reason to refuse.

Xia Qianqian frowned and looked at his back, wondering why this young man has become more irritable after being detained for several days?

When will I have to listen to him obediently again?

But after thinking about it, she moved forward and followed him closely.

Mo Yan stood at the door and saw her, calling urgently behind her: "Xia Xiazi, your mother will be looking for you later, how should I respond?"

"I'll come back as soon as I go!"

The outer wall of Zhuxian Academy is very high. About three meters along the outer wall, there are a row of peach trees planted neatly.

Since the establishment of Zhuxian College, these peach trees have been planted here. They bloom and fall every year, witnessing the youthful years of many students.

The breeze was blowing in the face, and the petals were flying everywhere. He walked in front, and she followed behind without saying a word. The hurried footsteps revealed the anxious mood of the young man in front.

Avoiding the eyes and ears of the people at the door, Xia Qianqian walked behind him with her head down, guessing the purpose of his coming here. Without warning, he suddenly turned around, and she stopped without haste and bumped into him.
Chapter completed!