The huge noise woke up Lin Siyang, who had just fallen asleep. He impatiently raised the brim of his hat, and was about to teach the restless Lu Yao a lesson, when suddenly a scent of jasmine penetrated the tip of his nose.
Lin Siyang raised his eyes in a daze and ran into Bai Wu's twinkling eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
He often saw Lin Sixia sketching the Jiangnan scenery on rice paper, or the spring rain in the Daishan Mountains, or the peach blossoms and willows, but all the charms were not as beautiful as these eyes with autumn water.
It was as if the gentle and graceful woman on the easel came to life, approaching him with apricot blossoms all over her body.
And his heart began to beat like spring thunder.
"Classmate, why are you lying on the shelf? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
A gentle female voice brought him back from his thoughts, and Lin Siyang suddenly realized his current situation. He quickly pulled down the brim of his hat to cover the tips of his burning ears, and buried his head in the easel.
Incidentally, one eye was revealed, glaring at Lu Yao half threateningly and half asking for help.
Lu Yao choked up, but still subconsciously interrupted Bai Wu's progress, "Teacher, he's not feeling well!"
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Bai Wu bent down with some worry, wanting to check the condition of this classmate who was about to bury half of his body in the easel. "Student, if you feel uncomfortable, go to the infirmary quickly. No need.
Force yourself."
While Lin Siyang secretly cursed what stupid excuse Lu Yao gave him, he coughed a few times and squeezed his throat into a thin voice, "Teacher, I'm fine."
"Then what can we do? Our health is the most important thing."
The woman's warm and soft words sounded above Lin Siyang's head, making him blush again.
While he was racking his brains to think of how to deal with it, a warm hand fell on his forehead.
The warm and soft touch made Lin Siyang stiffen, and he subconsciously raised his eyes, catching the worry and tension in the woman's eyes.
The broken light there made his heart palpitate.
For just a moment, he seemed to hear his own thunderous heartbeat, which was beating so fast that it was about to overflow, and even the other party's voice was no longer so real.
"You probably don't have a fever, it's okay, you-"
Seeing that his good brother was about to be exposed, Lu Yao quickly stepped forward and pulled Bai Wu's hand away, then lowered his voice and said,
"Teacher, please leave him alone. He is not sick. He is just suffering from a stomachache."
Lin Siyang: "." Lu Yao, you uncle!
"So that's it." Bai Wu nodded knowingly, the worry in her eyes melted away, bursts of smiles burst out, and then she glanced at the name tag on the seat and put her hand on Lin Siyang's shoulder, "Then
Mr. Lin, please take a good rest first. If you really can't hold it any longer, you can go back early. I'm not a harsh and unkind teacher."
"Um"
Lin Siyang squeezed out a sound from his nasal cavity, and then heard the soft voice of a woman falling on every corner of the classroom like spring breeze and rain:
"The same goes for everyone. In my class, you don't have to be so restrained."
"The students of Peking University are all very outstanding pillars of the country. I am also a newbie here. If I have anything I don't understand, I even ask you for advice. If you have any difficulties, you can feel free to tell me that I am your teacher.
It can also be your friend."
"Please bear with me from now on."
Everyone was already amazed by the new teacher's fairy-like appearance. Most of them were from the north. It was rare to see such a soft figure, soft words, and gentle and elegant every move. It had long been
After being soaked in her charm and turned into a puddle of spring water, how can I dare to talk about the gossips I heard from hearsay?
It must have been made up by the students from other colleges out of jealousy, envy, and hatred when they saw that they had such a gentle, beautiful, and generous teacher!
Why are you arguing with your colleagues in the office? Teacher Tianxian’s voice is like a trickle. How could he be the kind of shrew who curses at the top of his voice?
What kind of husband is cheating? With his looks and temperament, what man would marry and not be doted on like the apple of his eye?
For a moment, there was thunderous applause in the classroom, and everyone welcomed Bai Wu to join their big family of the Academy of Fine Arts.
Lu Yao also shouted with his neck thickened, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.
Only Lin Siyang lay quietly on the easel, motionless, as if thinking about something.
It was obvious that the woman's hand that had just landed on his shoulder was not heavy, and was even as light as a feather, but why did he feel as if he had a dumbbell on his left shoulder?
Reaching out and tugging at the brim of his hat, Lin Siyang couldn't help but glance at the podium again.
Bai Wu has already opened the courseware and is explaining the basic knowledge of Chinese painting.
The warm spring sun filtered in from outside the window, carrying a little dust and gently swirling around the tips of her hair.
Her profile is also extremely beautiful, and every contour is as if drawn with fine brushwork, impeccable and full of maturity and gentleness.
Her eyebrows are like spring mountains, and her eyes are like autumn water. Even the boring words spilling out of the woman's crimson lips have turned into wonderful notes that are so refreshing.
He hated this kind of theory class the most in his life, let alone this kind of class that had nothing to do with him, but he actually listened to it patiently.
Although I didn’t remember a single word, I did remember Tianxian teacher Juanrou’s voice.
"Bai Wu."
He chewed these two words between his teeth, and the corners of his lips raised slightly. When he came to his senses, he realized that he had unknowingly picked up a pencil and wrote the female teacher's name on the drawing paper.
The tip of his ear felt hot again, and he quickly took out an eraser and wiped away all the traces.
The class ended quickly, and everyone was still immersed in Teacher Tianxian's gentle words, unable to extricate themselves. They could only pack up their tools and leave the classroom reluctantly under Bai Wu's urging.
The short-haired girl from before clenched her fists indignantly, "Who dares to say that our Tianxian teacher is Master Jue now? This fan girl is the first to disagree!"
"That's right." The person next to him echoed, "Where can I find such a beautiful and gentle young female teacher now? Look at the old man in our professional class. His skills are not very good, and his temper is not very good. I am faster every day.
He scolded me to death."
"Hey, don't tell me, I even checked the information of Teacher Tianxian. She graduated from the Fine Arts Department of Freeland University in Country M. Her mother is also a famous Chinese painting master in China. That Jin Qingzhi came to our school before.
She has given lectures, and she has held many art exhibitions since she was just an adult, and she also won awards. It is more than enough to become a professor in our school."
"Here, she is actually the daughter of my idol, Mr. Jin?! Then why did she go to Lipley before? Isn't Beijing University nice?"
"Who knows, maybe the beautiful teacher also has her own troubles."
If nothing else, this should be the last plane (rubbing hands)
